I Just Want To Be a Salted Fish Quietly

Chapter 107

The object of the sketch is still the water glass.

After finishing the painting, Lin Xian took out yesterday’s picture quality to compare, and couldn’t help nodding.

Very good, a lot of improvement, at least today’s water glass looks more rounded.

Click!

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open.

I saw Wang Zejing leaning on his waist with one hand, carrying a small bag in the other, and walked into the living room faintly.

The guy’s face was full of lethargy, and the two dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xian couldn’t help but smile and said, “Pharaoh, are you sucked up by a female ghost?”

Seeing Lin Xian, Wang Zejing showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said stiffly: “I accidentally twisted my waist yesterday. I went to prescribe some medicine in the morning.”

Twisted waist?

So why do you buy Liuwei Dihuang Wan?

Through the plastic bag, Lin Xian clearly saw the five characters on the pill box.

Liuwei Dihuang Wan!

“Pharaoh, I said yesterday that our senior sister of Jincai is not something ordinary people can control!” Lin Xian patted his shoulder and said with a heartfelt heart. ”

“Aha!

Wang Zejing resolutely said: “Brother Lin, you joked, I really twisted my waist.”

Seeing that he is still working hard to maintain the dignity of a man, Lin Xian didn’t break it, patted his shoulder again, and solemnly said: “Okay, I believe you, but take care of your body!”

“By the way, I won’t go to class today. If the teacher rolls the name, Brother Lin will answer for me, and I will invite you to dinner later.”

After Wang Zejing said, he slowly walked into the small bedroom with his waist.

After the small bedroom door was closed, Lin Xian couldn’t help it anymore. After a while after laughing, Zhang Kai and the others got up one after another.

After washing, the five people walked to the teaching building with books.

“On the way, Zhang Kai suddenly asked: “By the way, Brother Wang hasn’t come back yet?”

Come home early! ”

After Lei Hongguang answered, he suddenly lowered his voice and said: “I think, we still don’t want to find a senior sister for friendship, the freshman girl is actually pretty good.”

“Why? Didn’t you talk to Brother Wang yesterday?” Zhang Kai stopped doing it as soon as he heard it.

However, like Wang Zixuan, he has a Mengsao character, and he dare to say anything in private. He really wants to face a girl alone, without a fart.

I can only pin my hopes on the fellowship in the dormitory.

Hearing this, Lei Hongguang gave him a weird look and said: “Anyway, I won’t go, I think the freshman girl is pretty good.”

This guy must have seen Wang Zejing’s tragic situation and was probably frightened.

The big class in the morning is Chinese, but for Lin Xian, no class is important. Anyway, it is all about mathematics.

Ling Youyu came very early, and the petite figure was sitting alone in the back row.

Sitting down beside her, Lin Xian smiled and said, “That doll is very cute, I like it very much!”

“Really…really true…really?”

Ling Youyu held the ballpoint pen tightly in his two small hands and blushed.

“real!”

Lin Xian nodded and asked curiously: “Did you buy that doll or did you pinch it yourself?”

For simple vocabulary, Ling Youyu sometimes speaks, but once it exceeds five words, she habitually expresses it in words.

Holding a pen, I wrote on the paper: I pinched it myself.

“Yes! The pinch is very beautiful!” Lin Xian smiled and praised that she didn’t expect that she still had this skill.

And to be honest, the doll looks really nice.

After receiving his praise, Ling Youyu’s face turned red.

Thinking of the little girl’s 90-minute stature, Lin Xian couldn’t help but glanced at her chest.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn’t help but ask softly: “Ling Youyu, what size underwear do you wear?”

“Well!”

Ling Youyu let out a soft cry, his pretty face instantly turned into ripe cherries, and he lay on the table like an ostrich covering his head.

“Uh······”

Seeing this scene, Lin Xian chuckled twice.

No, this girl can’t help but tease.

Too sensitive!

He was still skeptical before, but now it is certain that if he kissed her, she would really faint.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian didn’t dare to tease her, opened Xu Senlin’s “Mathematical Analysis” and began to read the book seriously.

In the scene just now, many girls in the class also saw it, and gathered together in twos and threes to whisper.

“Heh! Really can pretend!” a long-haired girl glanced at Ling Xiaoyu and sneered.

“Who makes parents beautiful!”

What’s the use of being beautiful, just her 1.5-meter short legs, it is estimated that Lin Xian will not be interested once the freshness is over. ”

“I heard that Ling Youyu seems to have congenital stuttering. Isn’t it a bit bad for us to say that?” A girl hesitated.

“Who knows if it is pretending? Forget it, let’s not talk about her.”

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The teacher who teaches Chinese at the university is a middle-aged woman named Gu Hai.

Perhaps she has been exposed to words all the year round, which gives her a scent of scrolls and a pair of gold glasses, which makes her feel very intellectual.

There was no roll call or sign-in. After Gu Hai put down the teaching materials, he made a brief introduction of himself, and then began to lecture.

Although the teacher doesn’t call names, he likes to ask questions.

In just ten minutes, three students got up to answer the questions

Lin Xian was reading the book with gusto, and suddenly heard Gu Hai’s voice.

“Student Wang Zejing, what is the earliest collection of poems in the pre-Qin period?”

Wang Zejing?

Hearing this name, Lei Hongguang raised their brows.

Lin Xian sighed and stood up slowly

No way, since you promised Pharaoh, then you have to keep your promise.

“The earliest collection of poems is the Book of Songs!”

Fortunately, the questions Gu Hai asked were not difficult, and the answer was in the book. She just wanted to use this method to check whether the students were attending the class.

Gu Hai looked at Lin Xian, smiled slightly, and nodded, “Very well, please sit down.”

Lin Xian frowned. He felt that Gu Hai teacher’s smile seemed a bit nasty.

That’s right, it’s bad taste.

Not long after Lin Xian sat down, Teacher Gu Hai asked again: “Which poetry book did the earliest source of romantic poetry originate from? Lin Xian, please answer this question.”

Damn it!

At this moment, Lin Xian finally understood the meaning of Teacher Gu Hai’s smile.

For a time, more than 200 people in the class turned their heads one after another, looking at Lin Xian strangely.

At this time, how could he not understand.

Gu Hai obviously knew him, so when Wang Zejing was named just now, he would immediately name himself when he saw himself standing up.

Why!

It’s not good to be too famous, at least it can’t help people get it.

Lin Xian sighed, stood up again bitterly, and replied, “The source is the Songs of Chu!”

Gu Hai smiled unchanged, and tuned: “Student Lin Xian looks familiar!”

Suddenly, the others couldn’t help it anymore, and there were bursts of joyous laughter in the classroom.