From the sky

With the help of the second and third child, Wei Zifan took good care of the boss, and the wailing sound kept coming from the 502 dormitory.

Wei Zifan rejected Bai Liu's friend application, Bai Liu applied more than a dozen times in a row, and Wei Zifan also rejected it more than a dozen times.

Wei Zifan was speechless: "It's really annoying."

He simply turned off his cell phone, took a cold shower early, climbed onto the bed, lay down and meditated.

Obviously he had so many pieces of paper on the wall, but Wei Zifan remembered the strong wind just now and the underwear covering his face.

He was so ashamed that he didn't dare to go to the campus forum anymore.The homepage must have been popular and built thousands of floors, and the replies were all "hahahahaha".

Wei Zifan turned sideways, looked at the white wall and couldn't help but punched, angrily thinking that if he meets Bai Liu next time, his appearance will lose its value, and his fist will be on the line soon.

Wei Zifan has the habit of taking a nap all year round. Today, for some reason, he slept all afternoon, and when he woke up, it was already past five o'clock.

Wei Zifan said to himself, "Oh, there is class at six o'clock."

He got up slowly, and the dormitory was empty. Wei Zifan washed his face and turned on his phone to check the news on WeChat 999+.

Eliminating the harassment from Bai Liu's friend's application, Wei Zifan poked into the dormitory WeChat group.

While he was packing his books, his eyes quickly scanned the news. At first, it was the same as before, the boss posted various welfare pictures there, and the second and third children posted emojis there to hate him.

Wei Zifan put on his bag, turned off the lights and went out.He slid the news directly to the bottom, and quickly walked downstairs to building B.

Boss: @傲笑, Afan is up!

Second child: I didn't get through on the phone, so I should have woken him up earlier.

Third child: Yes, it's all the boss's fault. [pot for you]

Boss:? ? ?I'm not trying to make our Afan sleep well, @百思@羊@羊.

Third child: To some extent, Xiao Fan's nickname is especially suitable for the eldest child. [see through the truth]

The second child: +1, Xiaofan turned off the phone and you still @, only ghosts can see it. [silly fufu]

Boss: [Holding the black-framed mirror] Isn’t Afan just like

Zifan:?

Second child: Hahahahahahaha.

Third child: Hahahahahahahahaha. [MDZZ]

The corners of Wei Zifan's mouth raised, and he typed quickly with his fingers.

Zifan: Like what?

Boss: Huh, QAQ.Like, like a fairy.

Zifan: Wait for me, the gods are coming down to earth.

Building B is actually not far from Wei Zifan's dormitory, just walk down the hillside. As soon as he walked to the lobby of Building B, many people walking around turned their heads to look at him in unison.

The corner of Wei Zifan's mouth twitched: "Look what I'm doing, I don't need to go to class."

Without changing his face, he quickly climbed the stairs, went up to the second floor and turned left, and entered the classroom in one go.

There was still some time before class, the boss saw Wei Zifan, stood up and waved his hands coquettishly and shouted: "Afan, come here quickly."

Wei Zifan: ...

The noisy classroom suddenly quieted down, eyes focused on Wei Zifan, and then whispered to each other.

Wei Zifan laughed awkwardly, and gave the boss a sharp look. The boss retracted his raised hand, shrunk his neck and sat back down.

"Xiaofan, have you checked the forum?" The third child went inside to make room for Wei Zifan.

Wei Zifan took out the textbook from his backpack, shook his head and said, "Nothing. But you can know what it is by thinking about it with your feet."

The second child said with emotion: "That post has already reached tens of thousands of floors."

Wei Zifan: "?"

The boss took out a bag of potato chips, tore apart the second and third child and handed it to Wei Zifan, and said very courteously: "Afan, eat, this is your favorite cucumber flavor."

Wei Zifan didn't eat dinner and was a little hungry, so he took a slice and said, "Thank you, brother."

The boss giggled and said, "It's a small matter, PS, that post has been refined and pinned to the top by the administrator."

Wei Zifan was speechless: "...No more, I'll go talk to the administrator."

The third child hurriedly came out to refute the rumors: "Don't worry, Xiaofan, the photos in that post are all Bai Liu's, and we have already asked the seniors to help delete your photos."

Wei Zifan suddenly felt a little depressed, in this world that depends on faces.

In fact, "Meet Next Time" came quickly.

The class bell rang again, and a boy in black short-sleeves walked into the classroom quickly, stopped and looked around the classroom seat distribution, and strode straight to the destination, next to Wei Zifan.

Wei Zifan has a habit that he doesn't like to sit in the row next to the aisle, so every time he grabs a seat in the dormitory, he will take care of this.

Wei Zifan flipped through the book boredly, waiting for the teacher to arrive.He felt that there was someone sitting next to him. Usually, the seat next to him was used by him to put his backpack, but today someone actually sat there.Wei Zifan glanced up, then turned his head away for a second.

Bai Liu took out a pen and a piece of draft paper, and poked Wei Zifan with a smile on his face: "Student Wei, can I read a book together without my book?"

Wei Zifan clenched his fist under the desk, and smiled at Bai Liupi: "This is our professional class, what does Junior Bai Liu do here?"

The boss at the side heard it, and whispered in the ear of the second son, "What are you doing? Do it."

The second child gave a thumbs up, Chinese culture is extensive and profound.

Bai Liu continued to smile, and said his excuse: "I'm very interested in Japanese culture, so I came to take a class."

Wei Zifan rolled his eyes in his heart. There were several classes in this class at the same time, so he focused his eyes on this classroom.

He let go of his clenched hand, spread out the book to the place where he was going to read it today, and pushed it towards Bai Liu, each of them took half of it.

The eldest was dumbfounded when he saw it, and whispered to the second: "A good-looking person can do whatever he wants."

"Yes, that's why Xiaofan beats you up every day." The third child broke the stage and said.

Boss: "..."

The teacher came after a few minutes and opened the PPT to start the lecture.

Although Wei Zifan is not a top student, as long as he is in class, he concentrates on listening to the lecture, takes notes carefully, and has nothing else to do... No wonder.

If there is someone next to you staring at you all the time, it will be strange if you can calm down and listen to the class.

Bai Liu supported his head with one hand, turned to look at Wei Zifan, and drew aimlessly on the paper with the other hand.

Wei Zifan tore off a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it and handed it to Bai Liu. The handwriting was not very good-looking because he was a little irritable.

Bai Liu took a look, "I don't have a PPT on my face, look at the front." After reading it, he also took a pen to write a few words, and handed it back.

"Okay, I'm reading the courseware. By the way, your handwriting is beautiful." Although he was speechless, his goal was achieved, and Wei Zifan didn't get entangled, and continued to listen to the class and take notes.

Halfway through the class, the teacher asked a question, and the class fell into silence as usual, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Bai Liu raised his hand, like a sunflower emerging from a piece of bean sprouts, very eye-catching, but the teacher liked it and nodded him to get up.

Then Bai Liu's answer to the question made Wei Zifan understand why he was a "man of the hour".

Whether it is vision or the depth of understanding of the problem, and combined with his own experience, he made a perfect answer.

Although Wei Zifan was overwhelmed by the disturbance, he had to admit that Bai Liu was really beautiful.

The teacher was very excited after hearing the answer. He felt that if he hadn't maintained his identity, he would have stepped down to shake hands with Bai Liu. He asked Bai Liu to sit down, took out the roster and asked Bai Liu's name.

Bai Liu didn't take it seriously: "I'm here to observe, to accompany the senior next to me."

Wei Zifan: ...?

Well, he can bear it and pass.

After finally getting out of class, Wei Zifan put away his books, pens, and pulls the chain of his backpack, put on his backpack and was about to leave.

Bai Liu got up to let him go out, Wei Zifan walked a few steps, and Bai Liu spoke: "Senior Wei, add a WeChat."

Here we go again, this time I can't stand it.

Wei Zifan turned his head and stared, "Want to add WeChat? Then follow me."

Bai Liu followed Wei Zifan, and the two went down the stairs, out of building B, and walked to an artificial lawn.

Wei Zifan threw away his schoolbag, turned around and punched Bai Liu, Bai Liu dodged and fell on the lawn, Wei Zifan straddled up and punched dozens of times.

Wei Zifan was a bit cautious, fearing that the slap on Bai Liu's face would make many fans sad, so he beat Bai Liu's chest on purpose, and he stopped beating after five or six minutes.

Bai Liu was pressed to the ground and took a deep breath in pain. Seeing Wei Zifan stop, he smiled and said, "Finished beating? Are you relieved?"

"Let's force it." Wei Zifan snorted, and was about to get up from Bai Liu, but the world turned upside down in front of him, and he was crushed by Bai Liu in a blink of an eye.

Wei Zifan looked up, and Bai Liu's eyes reflected the stars in the sky, it was so beautiful.

Bai Liu raised his fists with a ruffian smile and said, "How about a fight? I have a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo to find out."

"Afraid of you?" Wei Zifan stretched out his hand, trying to turn over.

After the fight, the two of them didn't use much force, but they still breathed out of each other's strength, lying on the lawn and watching the stars.

Wei Zifan touched his face: "It's over, you're relieved, you can go."

Bai Liu smiled, and he grabbed the cell phone that was left beside him, "Add a WeChat?"

Wei Zifan: ...

The author has something to say: Wei Zifan: "Why are you so persistent in adding WeChat?"

Bai Liu: "Huh? It's nice to chat."

Wei Zifan: "..."

Bai Liu: "Then why not add QQ?"