Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 607 Fishing is worse than falling in love (21)

"Your main task now is to study hard, and the school will always be your safe haven. If you have any difficulties, you can go to the police or teachers, it's okay."

After Zheng Shu finished speaking, she asked Qing Zhou some detailed questions. If she wanted to report it, she might sometimes need more clear evidence.

Qingzhou answered them one by one, and then said in a low voice after a while: "Teacher, I know this matter very well. Don't be too tired. I just watched you caress your chest a few times. I think it would be better to go for a physical examination if conditions permit." .”

The little girl still didn't change her expression when she spoke, and her indifferent appearance seemed a bit inconsistent with her concerned words. Zheng Shu couldn't help but smiled with her lips curved, and nodded in response with a smile.

Qing Zhou turned his head expressionlessly——

She does this only for emotional value.
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It was late to leave the teacher's office, so Qing Zhou went directly to the cafeteria to eat.

When queuing up, I accidentally saw a young man standing next door. He was elegant and elegant. He stood there alone with a meal. There was an inexplicable subtlety, as if a fairy fell from the sky and was dyed with fireworks in the mortal world.

Bai Yan also saw Qing Zhou, and greeted her with a smile.

He saw that Qing Zhou seemed to be here alone, so he walked straight towards her and asked, "Do you want to share a table together?"

Bai Yan's appearance and temperament are quite outstanding. He wears glasses and looks like the male protagonist of the popular youth idol drama recently. Many girls secretly cast their eyes on him, seeing him take the initiative to face others. During the conversation, some inexplicable eyes also focused on Qing Zhou.

Qing Zhou nodded expressionlessly: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the line on Qingzhou's side also arrived. The two of them took their own plates and sat down at random.

Bai Yan habitually reached out and pushed down his glasses, and took the initiative to explain: "I bought a small apartment nearby, and I usually ate there. I was busy in the laboratory today, so I came to the cafeteria to eat. .”

"Oh." Qing Zhou replied calmly.

After all, whether what he said is credible is another matter, because if there is no problem with her observation, from the laboratory building, you can just see the windows of their department. According to the previous "coincidences", this time A coincidence may also be someone's conspiracy.

Bai Yan didn't show an expression of surprise because of Qing Zhou's indifference, he just raised his eyebrows lightly, and didn't continue talking, but lowered his head and ate his meal.

The meal ended quietly, and no one could say that the atmosphere of the meal was good.

Qing Zhou remained silent as usual, Bai Yan opened his mouth to brighten up the atmosphere, when suddenly there was a burst of screaming from their side.

"what--"

Then there was the sound of porcelain shattering, Qing Zhou subconsciously avoided it, the unexploded fragments splashed on his body, Bai Yan also moved quickly, but he was closer to the center of the incident, blocking in front of him The palm of his hand was scratched by a small piece of debris, resulting in a wound of less than one centimeter, but it was not serious.

But the girl who screamed in the first place was not so wonderful.

Qing Zhou and Bai Yan looked at it, and they frowned at the same time.

Generally, in order to prevent the tableware from being broken, most of the school uses plastic products, but some meals are special because of their high temperature, so they must be served in porcelain bowls or earthen jars.

It may be that when the bowl fell on the ground, not only did she not dodge it in time, but she even grabbed it with her hand. Now her right hand has a big gash running through the entire palm. I don't know how deep it is, but there is enough blood.

The bright red blood dripped onto the ground, making it look like a crime scene.

(End of this chapter)