I'm going to raise my head again today

Chapter 62 The gloomy girl and the underworld young master (64)

After Fang Xiaxia finished speaking, she began to observe Luo Lan's expression, but found that Luo Lan had no mood swings at all.

"Ah, it's really boring." Luo Lan finally sighed.

Isn't this the bloody plot of the eight o'clock file?
Sure enough, it was Mary Suwen. There were dramas of robbing male gods, jealousy, and intrigue everywhere.

Also, what the hell is a baby kiss? Doesn’t it say in the original novel that this engagement was not made public?How did it get spread!

"Hey, Xia Xia, let me ask you." Luo Lan frowned, "Before I lost my memory, did you ever see me dating Ou Ziwei?"

Fang Xiaxia tilted her head and recalled for a while, then shook her head: "It seems not."

After a pause, Fang Xiaxia said again: "You seldom tell me about yourself."

Luo Lan didn't ask any more questions.

When Luo Lan walked into the classroom, she felt the gazes of dozens of people in the classroom.

The seats in the university are not fixed, just sit casually.

Luo Lan pretended not to notice everyone's attention and calmly chose a seat near the back to sit down.

This class was about French grammar. Luo Lan knew nothing about French, so she had a hard time taking this class.

In the end, she was almost drowsy. The professor above might not be right with her today. So many people in the class were sleeping, and she was asked to get up to answer questions.

It is said that the gun shoots the first bird, and she is not the first bird, so why should she be arrested to make an example to others!
"I don't understand." When Luo Lan saw the French written by the professor on the whiteboard, he couldn't understand a single letter. He decided not to deceive himself, so he told the truth very simply.

The professor didn't seem to expect that Luo Lan could be so confident without knowing it, and for a moment he forgot where the teacher's prestige was, and it seemed different from the Luo Lan he had come into contact with before, so he couldn't help being taken aback.After a while, I realized that my momentum seemed to be lower than that of the students, and I couldn't help but become a little angry.

But due to his status as a professor, it would be demeaning to stage an attack in public. Even if he was angry, he had no choice but to hold it in his heart and motioned Luo Lan to sit down.

After finally finishing the morning class, Luo Lan was seriously aware of the gap between himself and the students of this major.

Not to mention whether she can read or understand French in books, she doesn't even know the simplest phonetic symbols and writing.

Thinking of her in the real world, although she is not a top academic figure, she is still in the top ten of the grade in the final exam of each semester.

If you continue like this, you will definitely fail the final exam.

It is absolutely impossible to drop out of school. It seems that I have to find a time to catch up.

No matter in that era, learning is the only skill that will not be left behind.

So she borrowed Fang Xiaxia's notes for all the subjects of the last semester and this semester, and she planned to make up for these professional knowledge while earning life points.

After finishing the morning class, the afternoon time can be freely arranged.

Luo Lan didn't go back, but chose to stay at school, because her aunt was in so much pain that she really didn't have the strength and energy to run back and forth.

When I returned to the dormitory, I didn't want to eat anymore. My aunt really affected my appetite.

After entering the door, he lay down on the bed to rest, but Fang Xiaxia was used to this, and it could be seen that the original owner had been tortured by his aunt before.

After lying down for about ten minutes, Fang Xiaxia brought back a meal for her. Luo Lan thanked her and lay down on the bed again.

Fang Xiaxia sat down opposite her, and when she heard Luo Lan's apology, she pretended to be angry: "How many times have I told you, always thank me, good friends don't need to do this."

(End of this chapter)