My Girlfriend is the Cutest in the World

In this case...　　 Su Lin put the empty cup on the table at will, leaned back on the back of the chair, boredly watching Yan Chuan open the list and start to recite the name.

"Senior."

"..."

Suddenly hearing a familiar voice, he was a little stunned.

"Senior." Lu Yuanyuan called again.

Su Lin turned his head.

Watching Lu Yuanyuan push a small pile of paper onto his bare table, the paper was fixed in the upper left corner with a stapler.

The cover page says: Deuxièmecours [Lesson 2]

this is--

Yan Chuan called out the name of Lu Yuanyuan before he could ask.

After she agreed, Wei Wei moved closer to him.

The voice that was already small was suppressed by her, "Mr. Yan sent an e-mail, saying that people who do not have ppt in this class will have homework on weekends."

"..."

After Su Lin looked at her, some pink fainted on her white cheeks, "Um... I don't know if you will forget to hit, so I hit twice."

The expression is a bit shy and a bit awkward.

When Lu Yuanyuan went to print yesterday, she thought that she and Su Lin had decided to be at the same table, and last class, Su Lin only brought a mobile phone to the class.

She felt inexplicably that he would not read Teacher Yan's e-mail this time, and there was a high probability that he would not play ppt.

She knew such a person in this class, so she simply hit two copies.

She watched his look. He was looking at the paper she handed over on the table, with his eyelashes over his eyes, shaking slightly.

After a while, Su Lin raised his eyelids and looked straight at her.

His eyes are curled inward and outward, and the tails of his eyes have a small arc, and the light blue under the eyes still doesn't spoil the beauty of this face.

"One person for a week." His thin lips opened and closed, and a word suddenly popped out.

What one person a week?

Lu Yuanyuan wondered: "...Huh?"

"I speak French ppt," Su Lin looked at her, "Let's take turns to print, and I will print next week."

"..."

He said this with a faint expression, his voice and tone were the same as usual, as if he was saying "Today's soy milk is delicious".

Lu Yuanyuan understood. In this way, they can save a few trips to the library.

She nodded: "Okay, then trouble seniors."

Next, Yan Chuan came down to check one by one. He wrote down all the names of people who didn't bring the ppt in his notebook, and then started today's course.

During the break between the small classes, Lu Yuanyuan wanted to go out to the bathroom and just stood up, but Su Lin also stood up at the same time.

He is much taller than her, she raised her head, he lowered his head.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Lu Yuanyuan took the lead in returning to his senses: "Senior, I... go out."

She pointed her finger to the corridor.

Because the two people's seats were in the column against the wall, she sat there, and if she wanted to get a seat, Su Lin had to stand up and give her space.

He nodded and turned to let her out.

When Luyuanyuan passed by him, he smelled a good smell.

For a moment, she felt that the smell was so familiar.

But until she finished using the toilet, she didn't remember where she smelled it. She didn't think about it and she didn't think about it. She waved the drops of water on her hand and entered the classroom through the back door.

When I was about to go back to my seat, I paused.

A few girls were surrounded by Su Lin's seat.

Lu Yuanyuan tried to reduce his sense of existence and moved over at the speed of the turtle.

The distance was getting closer and closer, she heard a charming girl ask: "...the senior, can I add a WeChat?"

"..." Lu Yuanyuan stopped in fact.

Then came Su Linlue's impatient voice, "I don't use WeChat."

"……"Ok?

Lu Yuanyuan widened his eyes.

She obviously opened the WeChat interface when she saw him in class...

The girls froze in place, obviously not expecting him to say that.

But they still did not give up and continued to question, "Does the senior student usually use q.q?"

Senior: "No, no need."

"...Then, does the phone number work?"

Senior: "My phone has no phone card installed."

Deer Park: "..."

This is embarrassing.

"All go back to our seats, and we will continue to lecture."

When both sides fell silent and Lu Yuanyuan was stuck in a dilemma at the back door, Yan Chuan's voice came.

The faces of the girls were a little sad and scattered.

Lu Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to his seat.

After the whole class was over, Yan Chuan assigned the homework to be completed by those who did not print the ppt, and gave them the class on time.

Luyuanyuan packed up his school bags, and wanted to pick up the garbage bag for breakfast and throw it away——

A hand stretched over.

The fingers are slender, the joints are distinct, and the palm prints are clean.

She looked at the owner of her hand, he was carrying a bag of soy milk.

He looked at her, his eyebrows faint, "Throw it away for you."

Lu Yuanyuan blinked.

"...Ah," she immediately passed the bag to his hand after she understood, "Okay, thank you, senior!"

After that, she was a little lost.

Listening to Lin Qian's account, I feel that Senior Su is a very difficult person to come into contact with, a person who lives in the legend.

She did see it just now during the small class.

but……

Lu Yuanyuan's mind automatically replayed the back of him throwing garbage at the front door of the classroom.

Is it hard to reach?

It seems... not exactly.

**

Su Lin got up too early today and slept too late last night. He went back to the dormitory to take a shower and then lay down to play on the phone. The conversation in the dormitory came into his ears without a word.

The boss is going to a nearby city to see his old classmates this weekend. The second child’s house is in this city and is planning to go home. In the afternoon, a few people were in the dormitory while packing their luggage and chatting.

Qin Fang couldn't go back to City B and didn't have a place to stay. On weekends, he wanted to stay in the dormitory honestly and spend more time with Su Lin on the exciting battlefield.

"Hey, you go home on the weekend and you have to skip one day of class on Monday. Don't you need to get the scholarship interview in your department?"

The boss is in the News Department of the Student Union. This week’s scholarship has been distributed. Everyone in the Basic Department has to be responsible for one or two interview tasks.

He thought of the task assigned by his minister, and suddenly he froze: "Uh... I can't submit the video on Monday. My minister killed me... I will ask them if they have time to interview for me."

When Qin Zai was playing a game, he was distracted and replied: "No time! Don't ask!"

Boss: "..."

The boss didn't give up: "Fanger, the person I am in charge of is a cute girl."

Qin Fang was unmoved.

Boss: "The kind that is really cute, I added her WeChat, I have seen the photos, but it doesn't look good to cut off my head."

Qin Fang hesitated for a while, and walked to the boss while holding the phone, "You show me two, and I will help you if you look good."

"Wait."

After speaking, the boss took out his cell phone, and after fiddling with it for a while, he handed it to Qin Fang, "Look."

Qin Fang gave a quick glance for three seconds.

This sweep surprised him, "Fuck!"

The boss was also taken aback by his suddenly raised voice, "What are you doing?"

Qin Fang's movements were too great just now, and a misalignment became a box.

He closed the game and leaned over to take a closer look.

"Isn't this the **** little sister who plays the harmonica!"

The boss was dumbfounded: "...what the **** are you talking about? What little harmonica sister?"

"on--"

Qin Fang was about to tell him about the interview at the music club that day, when he heard Master Su suddenly say, "Who?"

"..."

No one answered, he sat up and asked again: "Who did you just say?"

The boss looked at Su Lin's hair still messy, but his eyes were clear.

Although it was strange, he said it again.

After listening, Su Lin lifted the quilt and got out of bed, rubbing his hair and walked to the side of the boss and Qin Fang, just taking a glance.

On the phone screen of the boss...

It is his little deskmate in French class.

Just now, he was almost asleep. Suddenly I heard Qin Fang bluffing about the harmonica.

This word awakened him instantly.

Unexpectedly...really.

He felt a little bored, and brushed his hair harder, and his voice became dull.

"I'll help you go."

Boss, second, Qin Fang: "..."

"Brother, are you awake?"

"You **** got **** up by a ghost?"

"Fuck, you are really interesting!" Only the boss did not show any doubts. He doesn't care why Su Lin is, as long as Su Lin is willing to go, he can do it for anything!

The boss directly embraced him: "Come on, I'll give your sister's contact information, I'll talk to her in a moment, and you will add her."

"no need."

"……what?"

"Just give it to me."

"Well..." The boss unlocked the phone, "I will send it to you on WeChat."

After Su Lin received it, he didn't add it immediately.

He pursed his lips, and suddenly started talking about other topics: "You know, recently there is a game that is more fun than eating chicken?"

"?!"

The boss's enthusiasm for eating chicken is no less than that of Qin Fang. When he heard this, his eyes immediately beamed: "What is it? Say it!"

"Give me your phone, and I'll download it for you," Su Lin was quite empathetic: "Isn't your luggage confiscated yet?"

The boss thinks Su Lin today is almost like an angel.

He happily unlocked the phone and handed it to Su Lin, "Brother Lin is awesome."

The second child also joined in the fun and put the phone on Su Clinic: "Brother Lin is awesome."

Qin Fang also learned from them: "Brother Lin is awesome! What kind of game is it? Give him a few games!"

Although Su Lin's mouth is poisonous and mean, but the game is still very convincing.

The most important thing is that they haven't heard of a new game from a big company recently, so they are very curious about what he is talking about.

Su Lin looked at the three mobile phones and was silent for a moment.

He didn't say a word, took the boss's phone, tuned to the WeChat interface, and searched for the WeChat account.

He is a person whose nickname is "Lu OO".

This means...deer, Yuanyuan?

He looked at it and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Then click Delete Contact without hesitation.

Do you want to delete the contact?

Yes.

After finishing it, he felt a lot more comfortable.

Su Lin got up and returned the three mobile phones to them one by one.

"...Is it ready so soon?"

"Huh?" Qin Fang looked at his main interface over and over, "I don't have a new game, what do you play, Brother Lin?"

"..."

How the **** does he know what game?

He just wanted the boss's cell phone, but the two Erques also joined in the fun.

The eldest had just packed his luggage and checked the phone, but there was not much software.

He looked dumbfounded: "What about a good game? Isn't it more fun than eating chicken?"

The more Qin Fang thought about it, the more he felt that there was a problem: "Brother Lin, don't you just play around. Where is the new game more fun than eating chicken? Why have you never heard of it?"

"Really." Su Lin said.

Several people were too anxious: "So what the **** are you talking about!!"

Su Lin squinted his eyes and uttered two words slowly.

-"Eat shit."

"..."

He rubbed the bridge of his nose and hung up.

Then type: how?

[Ms. Su]: My son! Was it upset just now? You kid, how do you hang up? ! Mom hasn't told you how mom chased your dad! Don't you want to listen?

"..."

She chased his dad and chased other people with him, her gender dropped a bit, and there was absolutely nothing to learn from.

After deliberation, he returned an ellipsis.

[Su Lin]:...

Reply quickly over there.

[Ms. Su]: Do you want to listen? Still don't believe my cheats? Let me tell you, the most unbearable thing about girls is showing weakness.

...

………

[Ms. Su]: Where's Alinren? ? ?

[Ms. Su]: Ask me how I am weak? ? ? ?

"..."

Su Lin exhaled.

Typing: Well, what?

Ms. Su took a longer time typing this time.

Then, a large paragraph popped out from the bottom of his screen.

[Ms. Su]: For example, you usually give other girls the impression that you are a very fierce man, very manly and very safe, and then you suddenly fell ill, very sick, and showed her that you are different from usual On the one hand, she will involuntarily give birth to a

One kind?

Su Lin was only planning to clean it, but she didn't expect that what she said seemed to be the same, so she looked in, and suddenly got stuck in a key place.

[Su Lin]: What kind of?

[Ms. Su]: Wait a moment, I can't remember the word, I'm asking your dad.

"..."

So he waited a few minutes.

[Ms. Su]: Your dad said, it's pity...

[Ms. Su]: Why do I feel something is wrong...

More than anything else.

Seeing that word, he got goose bumps.

[Ms. Su]: Your dad also said that once in college, I had a stomachache or something that hurts. When I was sick, I went to give him breakfast. He was so touched at that time, he felt that your mother and I were particularly affectionate.

"...?"

He felt that if it continued like this, the dialogue would soon go astray.

[Su Lin]:...

[Su Lin]: Got it, mom, I slept.

[Ms. Su]:! ! ! Remember to post that girl's picture after catching it! ! !

[Su Lin]: Yes.

Pity...

Su Lin connected these four words with his paralyzed father.

I trembled all over.

However, although the word is a bit disgusting.

But what Ms. Su said seems to be quite reasonable.

The wind had been blowing for too long downstairs just now, and my head seemed a little uncomfortable. He rejected Qin Fang's invitation to play and went to bed early and closed his eyes.

The words Lu Yuanyuan sent him tonight came to mind.

In fact, she was a little curious, how did she see it.

If you are in a bad mood, there is one thing.

After she went to the music club and told him that she didn't want to go through the back door, or when she seriously praised others as good.

He had never had this experience before, and he didn't know where this slightly depressed irritability came from.

but.

All the negative emotions were washed away by her cup of milk tea.

Suddenly remembered, it seems that she has not responded to her.

Su Lin stood up and picked up the phone, and brought up the dialog of Luyuanyuan.

[Su Lin]: Thank you.

[Su Lin]: Milk tea is very sweet.

-

When he woke up the next morning, Su Lin had a splitting headache.

It hurt so much that he wondered if he had a few bottles of wine last night and then lost his memory.

He frowned and took off his blindfold, picked up the phone to check the time, and habitually checked the WeChat messages.

...

[Ms. Su]: Yes, one more sentence.

[Ms. Su]: Mom tells you that this is not to hope that someone will be sick, but you have to know that when you are sick, people are weakest, most vulnerable, most easily moved, and you must seize the opportunity.

[Ms. Su]: As the saying goes, take advantage of the void! ! /witty

"..."

Su Lin was speechless for a while.

He felt a burst of intense pain in his head, as if a hammer was hammering in his mind. The eyes are sore and the throat is a little sore.

It should be a cold.

But after all, he ran downstairs without drying his hair last night, and then he finished the phone call and drank milk tea until his hair was dried by the evening breeze. He also deserved a cold.

Staring at the upper wooden bed board for a while.

Su Lin suddenly wanted to ask his mother, she taught him to take advantage of it.

But this "virtual" is his word...how to enter.

-

After dropping the morning class decisively, Su Lin fell asleep again and didn't get up until noon.

After eating lunch, walking on the way to the foreign language department, although the hammer in his mind has disappeared a bit, it still cannot be ignored.

Even he himself admires himself a little bit.

When he arrived at the French classroom, Lu Yuanyuan arrived earlier than him. She sat in it, with a beige coat and a small back.

After he walked over and sat down.

Lu Yuanyuan turned around and said hello as usual, "Senior, early--ah."

After seeing him, her voice stopped, and she wondered: "Why did you wear a mask?"

"..." Before he could speak, he listened to her and continued: "You can't be... are you sick?"

She asked: "...because... last night?"

The clothes she wears today are the same as usual, the color looks very soft, her hair is draped, and her face is white and clean.

Just frowned slightly, and there was a little guilt in his **** and white eyes.

"..."

Su Lin originally wanted to nod.

But when he saw the emotion in the little girl's eyes, he suddenly felt a little unbearable.

"No." He paused and gave a nonsense reason: "Last night... the dorm air conditioner was turned on too low."

Her expression was suspicious, "This way..."

"..."

After saying this, the two suddenly fell silent at the same time.

Fortunately, when it was time for class immediately, Yan Chuan entered the classroom soon.

"Looking at the ppt, today we are talking about..."

What I learned today is related to workplace language. There are many small dialogues in order to let students understand what to say in what kind of occasion.

"In this way, a group of two people, for five minutes, ask each other questions according to the sentence pattern I just said, such as the occupation of the family..."

The sentence structure that Yan Chuan just said was about the profession of asking people.

Lu Yuanyuan held a pen in one hand and moved his eyes from the ppt to the person next to him.

Su Lin was wearing a mask, probably because he was uncomfortable, and his eyes were not very energetic. He was half-closed, giving people a very sleepy feeling.

But in all fairness, even if a good-looking person shows only a small part of his face, it can still be seen at a glance.

The good-looking person suddenly looked at her and said, "Are you going to have a conversation?"

"……Ok."

"What kind of occupation does your family have?"

family……

Luyuanyuan was taken aback.

Actually, her family might be grandparents.

"...My grandfather is a Chinese medicine doctor," she flipped through the information, "but it doesn't seem to talk about this profession..."

"What kind of Chinese medicine?" He asked suddenly.

Lu Yuanyuan did not recover for a while, "...Huh?"

Su Lin explained: "If you work in a hospital, you can be regarded as a doctor."

"No," she shook her head. "My grandfather used to do it by himself. Now he is at home when he is older. Only when he is introduced by acquaintances can he be seen."

Hearing that, Su Lin didn't think too much.

Suddenly, a few words were captured accurately.

Chinese medicine, at home, acquaintances.

And he is sick now.

If you are sick... you must be cured.

The mood fluctuated slightly, and his temples began to jump suddenly. He raised a hand near his forehead, and looked at her: "You remember, you said that we have a good relationship."

The little girl nodded blankly: "...Hmm."

"So... we are considered acquaintances."

"..."

"Then can I go to your grandpa and see a doctor?"

"..."

See her grandpa to see a doctor?

Lu Yuanyuan widened her eyes and didn't know how to reply to him for a while. After all, she had never brought her classmates home.

She tentatively asked: "Senior, are you... particularly uncomfortable? If you have a cold, you actually get better faster by taking western medicine..."

"It's not just a cold." Su Lin looked at her directly, "The head hurts so much."

He used "special".

These words, coupled with the bloodshot eyes visible in his exposed eyes, and the faint cyan color on the lower eyelids, are particularly convincing.

Lu Yuanyuan bit his lip, and some began to waver.

He went on to say: "If it is inconvenient, even if--"

Hearing what he said, she blurted out: "Convenient, I will talk to my grandfather after class, and then senior, please tell me when you have no class."