Come and have a sip [live]

Wei Mian stared at these messages with mixed emotions.

The moon does not sleep and I do not sleep:? ?

Wang Beizheng: Old man Xu is counting heads one by one today...

Wang Beizheng: When the time comes, admit your mistakes and be more sincere

Wei Mian rested her chin, feeling that her legs and feet were numb from squatting.

The old man Xu likes sitting in a row the most. At the beginning of each class, he has to roll call and ask questions, either in this row, or four or five in a row on the student number list.

Today, I somehow counted the number of people, who would have thought of that.

Old man Xu's temper...

I don’t know if it will affect the comprehensive test. I apologize and write a review. It should not affect the scholarship.

The speech inside was still going on, but it still didn't reach Gu Qiyun.

Wei Mian was listless, didn't want to play with the phone or move it, unknowingly sat on the ground, hugged his knees and buried his head in it.

Just like the baa pose in the head portrait of Yunyangbaa bot.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice sounded, although it was far away, Wei Mian raised his head instantly.

It was Gu Qiyun.

The voice of the senior is still the same, cold but very intimidating, coupled with the ups and downs of speaking skills, people can't consciously immerse themselves in his speech.

Although... Wei Mian couldn't understand a word.

Thinking of the meeting with the C language old man, Wei Mian felt a little headache again.

Time passed bit by bit, and the report will soon end, the crowd is noisy, and they make way from the inside.

Wei Mian got up quickly, the half-drinked soy milk had completely cooled down, and at some point it started snowing again, not so big, floating gently, itching in people's hearts.

Gu Qiyun's figure appeared in Wei Mian's eyes as the crowd dispersed.

Well, it's still the same cropped head that was forced to shave by the school rules in high school. It hasn't changed after several years, and the second button of the black coat is meticulously buttoned.

And he was listening carefully to the people around him with his head down, nodding his head slightly from time to time, from Wei Mian's angle, he could just see the knife-sharpened jaw.

Wei Mian suddenly thought of Yun Xing. Yun Xing's voice was deeper than Gu Qiyun's, but it matched Gu Qiyun better, mature and steady.

The already awesome person is still growing, Wei Mian's hand holding the soybean milk is tight, he also has to work harder.

Gu Qiyun was always the focus of attention wherever he went, and he was already used to the feeling of being surrounded by people, so he missed the bright eyes of a certain boy in a certain corner, which was very similar to himself a few years ago.

Wei Mian, who had succeeded in chasing stars, was in a good mood. When he lost his soy milk and returned to the teaching building, the C language was over. The next two classes were followed by Ma Yuan, a female teacher, who was very gentle and quite paddling.

"Mianmian, I asked about the old man who skipped class and was caught by the old man. I heard that the old man is quite unreasonable. You will try your best to pretend to be good and admit your mistake, you know?"

"Yeah." Wei Mian nodded with a smile.

"Hey, it doesn't matter if you don't apply for the scholarship. Anyway, skipping a class is not a big deal, but it will affect the comprehensive test, which is very troublesome. After all, the number of scholarships in the school is relatively tight."

"Okay, thanks." Wei Mian shook the stool.

"However, some people say that the old man is okay in private, not so serious. You should coax him well and treat yourself as a grandson and a grandfather."

Wei Mian: "okk."

Chen Feifei: "..."

What stimulated this baby? ?

"Are you okay?" Wang Beizheng touched his forehead, he didn't have a fever.

"?" Wei Mian shook his head, looking at these people strangely.

"Don't you care about grades and scores the most?" Wang Beizheng asked.

"Yes." Wei Mian nodded.

"Why are you not in a hurry?" They, who are both fathers and mothers, were almost dying of anxiety.

Wei Mian's freshman application was sent by his grandma. He is about 1.7 meters tall, and his skin is whiter than that of a girl, but he has all the big and small bags on him.

Wang Beizheng's father, the authentic Northeast man, glanced at the luggage in his hand, then at his son who was listening to music on his mobile phone, and threw the quilt on him in anger.

From then on, Wang Beizheng was sent to Wei Mian by his father as a coolie, and he pretended to help me teach this unfilial son.

Wei Mian responded with a smile, but he didn't implement it, but Wang Beizheng felt a little embarrassed.

Later, they never asked Wei Mian why his grandma sent him to start school, nor did they ask about his parents.

Everyone knew very well in their hearts——Wei Mian should have no parents.

So everyone will give him more in daily life. At that time, Wang Beizheng was dazzled by love. Now that I think about it, he is really not human.

"It's a good thing, I'm in a good mood." Wei Mian frowned.

"What good things can you come across when you go to a speech? An affair??" Lu Fang asked maliciously.

Wei Mian rolled his eyes at him, but echoed, "Yes."

The three of them exploded immediately, pestering him to ask this and that, and they didn't type any useful information until after school.