Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Jing Yulan has been officially transferred to the English Department of Beijing Normal University. On the one hand, her English proficiency is strong enough, on the other hand, Jing Fu's strength is gradually restored.

　　 Yang Rui pedaled his Phoenix bicycle, dangling through the gate of Beijing Normal University, and no one stopped him.

Nowadays, universities are always in and out, and few people check their documents, etc., universities generally set up access control because of the campus tour project from the travel agency. A large number of tourists walk on the campus like a zoo, like a zoo. The same goes in and out of the teaching building, and the noise is like visiting a zoo, which pollutes the environment. Therefore, many schools that are unwilling to run the zoo have adopted various measures.

　　 Of course, there are also some campuses that no one wants to visit, either out of the same hatred of the enemy, or out of self-esteem, or out of the psychology of taking the opportunity to purge discipline, and also set up access control and security. This is collateral damage.

　　 Yang Rui parked the car in the parking shed downstairs in the English department. It was time for the students to go to and from get out of class. The people who came to the car to pick up the car were bustling. However, after Yang Rui got off the car, the student in front spontaneously gave way.

　　 An old tailor from Savile Street, London, hand-made a tailored coat, a tall and muscular figure, and a handsome and brutal face. This combination was placed in 1900 or 1983, and it was all imposing.

　　 When Yang Rui stopped the car, he heard people talking in small voices. Walking out of the parking shed, he even met a bold girl.

　　 I saw her, blushing, came to Yang Rui at the instigation of two or three classmates, and said, "Excuse me, are you the teacher from this semester?"

　　 Yang Rui was actually nervous when he saw the other person coming over. He wanted to meet another confession, but he didn't know how to refuse.

　　 Can you only reply with "You are a good person"? It's hard to think about being a goddess.

　　 However, a girl who is as bold as a white tooth is a rarity after all.

　　 Hearing the other party’s question, Yang Rui relaxed a little and said with a smile: "I am not a teacher, I am looking for someone from another school."

　　 "Not a teacher?" The girl was obviously disappointed, and said: "Your dress is very similar to our foreign teacher, then which school do you come from?"

　　 Yang Rui hesitated and said, "I am from Peking University, and I am a freshman this year."

　　 "Freshman!" The girl yelled, then bit her lower lip, looked at Yang Rui with the eyes of Xiao Xianrou, her nervousness disappeared, and said: "I am in my junior year this year, you want to call me Senior Sister."

　　 "We are not from the same school..." Yang Rui did not expect that he would be molested.

　　Actually, girls today are not as shy as people think 30 years later, especially female college students. Most of them have brothers and sisters. Before they went to school, they had full contact with society. On the other hand, in the 1980s, the minds were open and all kinds of thoughts surged, and girls were also encouraged to take an active part in various social activities.

　　 is now talking about "who says women are inferior to men". Therefore, whether it is labor or competition, reading or work, girls, especially female college students, have a strong sense of competition, often stronger than boys.

Regarding the relationship between men and women, female college students in the 1980s actually enjoyed full freedom. The anti-arranged marriage has just subsided, and the slogan of free love has long been called out. It is normal for men and women to dance and eat together, although some universities oppose it. The students at school are falling in love, but the conservative bottom line will soon fall to the point that no nights, no homes, no pregnancy, no marriage... Please get married when you are pregnant...

English students have the opportunity to get in touch with foreign teachers. They can read foreign books on weekdays. They see foreign movies and their thinking and style are even more straightforward than ordinary girls. With the courage of good friends, the senior sisters are even more occupied. The upper hand said: "Beijing Normal University and Peking University have the same origin, and they all come from the Beijing Normal University. You tell me to say that the senior sister is not injustice."

　　 "When is the Capital University Hall?"

　　 "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the education departments of Peking University, Tsinghua University and other schools were also merged into Peking Normal University, did you know?"

"do not know."

　　 "Then you know now, so the relationship between our two schools is very deep, you can call me senior sister, call me."

　　 "Sell." The other three girls came forward slowly from behind and started a new round of instigation.

　　 Yang Rui coughed vigorously, and said, "I'm here to have a serious business. It's not working, I have to go."

　　 "Hey, it's your first time to come here. There are so many rooms in the teaching building. Who do you find and tell us, we will show you the way." With companions by her side, the junior girls' combat effectiveness doubled.

"I'm looking for Teacher Jingyu Lanjing, I'm a student she brought before, and I came to visit today. Do you know?" Yang Rui didn't hide it. Even if you ask someone at such a big school, you can know that he sees. Who passed. On the contrary, no one would say anything for a legitimate reason to meet.

The girl at the beginning of 　　 recited "Teacher Jingyu Lanjing" silently, then turned around and asked, "Do you know that there is a teacher named Jing in our school?"

　　 "There seems to be a teacher Jing in the second class. She is a very beautiful female teacher. She is new to school this year, isn't she?" Another girl asked Yang Rui.

　　 Yang Rui smiled and said, "If it's a newcomer, that's it."

　　 Since she is a very beautiful female teacher, she is probably Jing Yulan. This kind of description is very beautiful, there should not be more than one school.

　　 "Do you know where Teacher Jing's office is?" Yang Rui asked again.

　　 Several girls looked at each other, one of them rolled his eyes and smiled and said, "I don't know now, I will know in a while."

　　 As she said, she rolled out her bicycle, stopped a few boys on the road, asked a few words, and smiled when she came back: "I know, boys know Teacher Jing's office, No. 10 on the second floor."

　　 "Thank you, I can go up by myself." Yang Rui quickly got off.

　　 "We will accompany you." The first girl was pushed by someone, followed up, and then under Yang Rui's eyes, she said timidly, "Lest you be a bad person."

　　 "Well, whatever you want."

　　 When Yang Rui really knocked on the door of Room No. 10 on the second floor, the girls suddenly disappeared like birds and beasts.

　　Only the girl who spoke first, stuffed a small note to Yang Rui with the dormitory and name written on it.

　　 Yang Rui put it back into his pocket with emotion. This is probably the preliminary version of the phone number slip.

　　 knocked twice, and Jing Yulan's soft and familiar voice came from inside: "Please come in."

　　 Yang Rui pushed the door in and saw Jing Yulan taking off the earphones.

　　 "You are listening to the song." Yang Rui let out a familiar laugh.

　　 Jing Yulan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said in surprise: "You are finally here."

"what?"

　　 "I said...you can finally remember your English teacher!" Jing Yulan made a deliberate face, and was instantly replaced by a smile: "Are you finished? Did you drop by?"

　　 "Of course I came here on a special trip." Yang Rui closed the door, took two steps, and looked at Jing Yulan directly.

　　 The 26-year-old Jing Yulan is in full bloom.

　　 The beautiful face bestowed by the heavens, combined with the intellectual charm, is inadvertently imaginative.

　　 Yang Rui looked intently, while Jing Yulan was ashamed.

　　 "Has your laboratory been built? Do you want to help?" Jing Yulan couldn't help breaking the tranquil atmosphere.

　　 "It will be built before the cold weather, and the equipment has already been installed." Yang Rui smiled and took off his coat.

　　 Jing Yulan took it naturally, hung it on the clothes rack in the corner, turned around, looked at Yang Rui in turn, and smiled: "You don't wear sportswear anymore? Very beautiful sweater, who called you?"

　　 "Bought it with an old tailor, in the embassy area, help me see if I have been cheated."

　　 Jing Yulan nodded, and reached out to touch the corner of Yang Rui's clothes.

　　 raised his head, it was Yang Rui's gaze again.

　　"It feels soft to the touch, it's easier to be sure if you burn it. I'll find a match." Jing Yulan moved to the back of the desk in a panic.

　　 Yang Rui smiled, picked up the headphones on the desktop, put it on his head and pressed the start button of the huge tape recorder.

　　 English conversation spurts out.

　　 "The previous sense of language has to be lost, now I have to make it up again." Jing Yulan smiled embarrassedly.

　　 "When you were a tuition teacher for me, it turned out to be in a state of speechlessness." Yang Rui complained.

　　 Jingyu Lan smiled: "Then you still got No. 1 in the country? I was still worried at the time. Wait, I'll singe your hair for you."

　　 I saw Jing Yulan grab a bunch of hair from the corner of Yang Rui's sweater, lit it with a match, and said, "It's real cashmere, no problem."

　　 Yang Rui is still thinking about the term singeing, how he thinks and feels there is a problem with this word~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But he can't say where there is a problem.

　　 "What are you thinking about?" Jing Yulan put the match back in the drawer, her mood gradually calmed down, and her face was obviously happy.

　　 "I was thinking about my English test paper. I don't know what went wrong at the time."

　　 "Where did you lose points?"

　　 "I can't think about it now. When I just finished the exam, I was still impressed."

　　 "Exams are like this. If you do well in the exam, you will forget it after you finish the exam, and you will still remember the bad exam."

　　 The chat between the two gradually became relaxed and happy. It was not until the school bell rang that Jing Yulan said, "It's off work."

　　 "I'm hungry." Yang Rui slapped his belly and smiled: "Teacher Jing, let's eat together."

　　 "Let's go to my house for dinner." Jing Yulan unexpectedly sent out an invitation, and said: "My parents have long wanted to meet and thank you, I'll call home."

　　 She couldn't help but said, picking up the office extension and dialing out.

　　 Yang Rui only noticed at this time that Jing Yulan actually enjoys an independent office alone, and is equipped with recorders, telephones and other equipment.

　　 "My mom is going to buy groceries, let's go back slowly, the time is just right." Jing Yulan hung up, picked up the coat and put it on Yang Rui's shoulder, then asked, "Are you okay tonight."

　　 "You have to take time out if you have something." Yang Rui said, patting his pockets, and said: "Let's also buy something on the way, we can't go to your house empty-handed."

"No, my mother was still talking about thanking you two days ago. You helped so much. When you go home, you are all guests. Wait a minute, I will call the uncle out, and he wants to see you too. ." Jing Yulan stopped and ran back to the office, making two more phone calls.