girl next door

"It seems that you, He Jiexiong, are not small. It is worthwhile to hurt your hand yesterday! You haven't seen those girls in our department, they are all nympho! I really wonder if their eyes are blind. You can also like people like you, I really convinced them!"

After being told by Ye Tingting, I also understood why I received so many love letters, it was probably because of my breaking bricks on stage last night.

After all, I did show my face to the entire department, but it was indeed a bit exaggerated to receive so many love letters the next day.

But when I think about it carefully, I can't help but smile at Ye Tingting narcissistically:

"I can't help it. After all, I have good looks here, and I have a strong personality. It's normal to be a bit of a fan girl!"

When you saw my narcissistic and shameless words, Ye Tingting put on a posture of wanting to vomit, and at the same time said to me pretending to be casual:

"What are you going to do with these love letters, lose them, or what?"

"Lost? How can I lose the things that others wrote to me so hard? Of course I want to read them one by one. Maybe some rich woman puts a bank card in the love letter and wants to support me." , Then am I not developed, and I don’t have any lofty ambitions, I can earn my living by my appearance, and I definitely don’t rely on my talent?”

I was joking, but Ye Tingting was indeed a little angry when she heard what I said.

"You---you bastard, you are not allowed to read these love letters, I will take them for you and throw them away!"

Ye Tingting just showed a little excitement, and seeing her so excited, I didn't, she shrugged her nose:

"No, Ye Tingting, I received a love letter, why are you so excited?"

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"No, Ye Tingting, I received a love letter, why are you so excited?"

I feel that seeing me receive a love letter, Ye Tingting seems to be more excited than receiving a love letter herself.

After Ye Tingting heard my question, she froze for a moment, and then said to me very forcefully:

"The reason is very simple, because I hate you. I know you are a scumbag. As a member of our department, I can't let a scumbag like you harm the girls in our department. I can't let you see their Love letters, who knows if a wretched guy like you will secretly contact other girls after reading the love letters, you have received so many love letters at once, maybe you will step on several boats to deceive other girls It is absolutely impossible for me to allow such a thing to happen!"

Ye Tingting's words are just words, and she looks like I am really a rogue and scumbag who does all kinds of evil.

The most important thing is that Ye Tingting's voice is quite loud, and everyone in the classroom heard her words.

And when she said these words, almost everyone in the classroom looked at me.

In fact, everyone knows that Ye Tingting usually likes to target me, so she is used to it, and it is not surprising that she is used to it.

If it were an ordinary person talking to me like this, I would definitely get angry, but in front of Ye Tingting, I have lost my anger now.

I really can't afford to mess with this girl!

Although she was acting very arrogant and unreasonable at this time, I didn't bother to argue with her, so I sighed and said to her:

"Okay, I don't even read these love letters!"

Seeing that I was subdued, Ye Tingting nodded in satisfaction. After nodding, she first snatched the love letter from my hand, then picked up the love letter she had just put on the table, and walked to the door of the classroom swaggeringly In front of the trash can, without the slightest hesitation, he threw all these love letters into the trash can.

Then, under the surprised eyes of the classmates in the class, while clapping their hands, they walked to the back row of the classroom chicly again.

When she walked to the back row and was about to sit down, seeing that everyone in the class was looking at her, she frowned:

"What are you looking at one by one, don't you know me?"

Ye Tingting was notorious in our class, and no one dared to mess with her, so after hearing her words, all the students in the class turned their heads away and did not dare to look at her again.

At this time, Ye Tingting sat down next to me again, and then said to me:

"Let me tell you, as your class monitor, I will have a new task in the future, which is to supervise you all the time, so that you can harm other girls!"

Regarding Ye Tingting's words, I am too lazy to reply to her.

This girl's temper is too difficult to serve, I think I can still communicate with her as little as possible, so I try to communicate with her as little as possible.

As for her saying that she wants to supervise me and prevent me from harming other girls, I don't care at all.

After all, I didn't plan to talk about my girlfriend in college. If she is really willing to come and supervise me, it would be a good thing for me.

This class is the basics of Internet finance. After the bell rang, a middle-aged fat male teacher wearing glasses walked into the classroom with a bag.

"Students, we don't have class today. I took the time to do a set of exercises about the basic course of Internet finance a few days ago, so today we will do a quiz!"

Hearing this sentence from the teacher on the podium, all the students in the class complained secretly.

Although the basics of Internet finance is a professional course, there are still many students attending the class, but at least half of the students in the university class are either playing with mobile phones or sleeping in class.

Basically, everyone regards class time as entertainment break time.

This in-class test is equivalent to the weekly and monthly exams in high school. Since it is an exam, it is unrealistic to want to sleep and play with mobile phones in class, so the students in the class are naturally reluctant to do any in-class tests.

The most important thing is that many people have never attended the class, and most of them will not be able to do these questions when they come to the quiz suddenly.

"Teacher, can we not do this random test? We still prefer to listen to your class!"

In our class, Fatty was the one who talked the most. He was the first one to raise objections when he heard the teacher said that he would take the test in class.

After hearing his words, the teacher of the Internet Finance Basic Course stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses, then said with a smile:

"Here, it is necessary for me to tell my classmates that for our Internet Finance Foundation course, the comprehensive grade at the end of the semester is half of the usual grade and half of the final exam. That is to say, your usual performance is to It accounts for half of the total score at the end of the term!"

"And this usual grade is related to the attendance rate in class and the in-class test, so you must perform well in this in-class test. This will directly affect whether you will fail at the end of the semester. If If some students don't want to take this test, that's no big deal. I'll simply point it out. I'll give you a score of zero for your usual grades. In this way, even if you get 50 points in the final exam, it's converted into a score of [-] points for the semester. The total score is only [-] points!"

"---"

Originally, there were people in the class who wanted to raise some objections, but after hearing what the teacher said, those who wanted to raise objections didn't continue to speak.

Seeing that no one was raising objections, the teacher nodded with satisfaction, then took out the papers for the in-class test from the bag he was carrying, and distributed the papers to each student.

During this period, many students in the class were whispering.

Or there are some guys who didn't bring a pen to class, knowing that there will be quizzes in class, and they are looking for people to borrow pens everywhere.

Otherwise, they are discussing and helping each other to tell the answer later.

The classroom I saw was noisy, and the teacher of the basics of Internet finance reached out and patted the podium:

"Everyone be quiet, don't whisper to each other. I carefully prepared this test question. You must take it seriously. If I see any of you whispering again, don't blame me for failing your department at the end of the semester!"

As soon as the teacher said this, the classroom fell into silence again.

When I was in college, what I was most afraid of was failing a class.

Many people only want a pass of 60 points, and it’s ok if they don’t fail the course, because once they fail the course, it will be very troublesome later, and they have to make up the exam, and if they fail the make-up exam, they have to retake it.

Everyone began to answer the questions one after another. Before I did the questions, I glanced at the situation of the students in the class, and found that many people had given up doing the questions now, and they didn't even look at what the questions were about. content.