Tsundere and cowardly

Gu Jiujiu had no class in the afternoon, and walked back to the dormitory with small steps in high spirits.It was rare that the door of the dormitory was locked, and Miss Cheng actually went out.

Gu Jiujiu smiled and took out the key and opened the door.Just as she opened the door to go in, she suddenly felt something was wrong.Turning around, Miss Cheng was standing behind her.

Gu Jiujiu thought in his heart: Damn, I was scared to death.A pure smile hangs on his face: "You are back, why don't you make a sound, and scare me."

Ms. Cheng looked at her, seeming to dislike the hot eyes with that bland smile.

"Go in soon. My feet hurt."

Gu Jiujiu has developed a habit since she was a child, that is, whenever she hears someone tell her that she is not feeling well, she will habitually ask back: "What's the matter."

This habit is very bad.

It's very convenient for Miss Cheng to play hooligans.

Ms. Cheng said quietly: "After listening to someone, I went out for a stroll."

Gu Jiujiu looked down at the high heels on Miss Cheng's feet.Visually, seven or eight centimeters.

Gu Jiujiu's net height is 1.7 meters two.So she usually only wears flat shoes.

And Ms. Cheng looked a bit taller than her when she was wearing slippers in the dormitory.However, her height is considered to be against the sky in China, and she also likes to wear high heels.

Gu Jiujiu hurriedly turned sideways to let Miss Cheng in.

Gu Jiujiu obviously failed to understand Miss Cheng's original intention.

Gu Jiujiu was still a little surprised why Miss Cheng went out on a whim today.Unexpectedly, Ms. Cheng asked her next question: "I have to go to class in the afternoon, where is the business school?"

"It's right next to the foreign language school."

"You think I'll know where the foreign language school is?"

Gu Jiujiu turned on the phone and found a picture from the photo album, which was a schematic diagram of the distribution of their campus.

Miss Cheng didn't even look at it, "I don't understand."

With that said, Miss Cheng took off her shoes, revealing her fair ankles.Then sit down on the chair. "And my feet hurt and I'm very uncomfortable right now."

Gu Jiujiu thought in his heart: What can I do?

But you can't tell Miss Cheng that way. "Wait, what size shoes do you wear?"

Miss Cheng's legs overlapped, and her feet changed positions under Gu Jiujiu's nose.

"240. And I haven't worn sneakers since I was 15."

The implication is, don't even think about bringing your sneakers over for me to wear.That is impossible.Ms. Cheng is not the only one who dislikes sneakers, so is Lu Xiaoxiao.Many people around her don't wear sneakers.

Gu Jiujiu seems to be the only one who feels more comfortable wearing sneakers.

Gu Jiujiu usually only has one sentence when dealing with those people who complain about foot pain without wearing sneakers: "Does your foot hurt anymore?"

Miss Cheng looked at Gu Jiujiu, not many people could talk to her like this.

They don't have the guts, nor the ability.The price tag of a pair of high heels for Ms. Cheng is enough to be beyond the reach of ordinary people.No one can influence Miss Cheng's decision.No one will catch up to make fun of themselves.

However, Gu Jiujiu, who has his own opinions, has already gone to look through his shoes.

The fate of the two people is probably that they both have the same foot size.So you can exchange shoes with each other.

Gu Jiujiu also fantasized about growing up and living with Li Hangying.

At that time, she always felt that the fate between her and Li Hangying was not clear. The two had the same hobbies, the same size of feet, and the same height and weight.

Two people can wear each other's clothes.Exchange gifts on every memorable occasion.Provide shelter for each other in every bad weather.

The shoes were found quickly.She didn't wear this pair.

There are many things that she thought would never go away, even if time passed, even if the pain passed, she waited for the wounds to heal for a long time, but the scars would always remain.

Just like this pair of shoes, she couldn't bear to throw them away, so she stuffed them into the suitcase and brought them here.Thought it would never be taken out again.

But now, the weather is suddenly strange.

"found it."

Gu Jiujiu took out the shoes.He motioned for Miss Cheng to stretch her foot over.

Maybe it was because the smile on Gu Jiujiu's face was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to refuse it, so Miss Cheng handed her her foot over in a mysterious way.

The moment she put on her feet, Ms. Cheng regretted it.She hasn't worn flat shoes for too long, and her upper feet are very awkward.

But Gu Jiujiu grabbed Miss Cheng's hand and pulled her down from the chair.After Miss Cheng's feet landed, she looked at Gu Jiujiu in disbelief: "You..."

how dare...

Gu Jiujiu didn't care about Miss Cheng who was as awkward as a child, and chose to ignore her expression. "How about it, do your feet still hurt after wearing it?"

Miss Cheng's feet never hurt at all.

If a pair of shoes hurt your feet, you won't put them on Miss Cheng's feet at all.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Turn left again, and the School of Business is there. The Chonghua Building should be the one in front, and you'll know when you get there." Gu Jiujiu explained to Miss Cheng while looking at the architectural diagram on his mobile phone with.At the end, he asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Miss Cheng was ready to go out, she picked up the mobile phone on the table. "Probably. Of course, the possibility of going wrong is not ruled out. If someone is willing to send me there, I will feel more at ease."

Gu Jiujiu pretended not to hear.He smiled and said: "Listen to the class carefully and come back early. Be careful on the road."

Miss Cheng glanced at her, and the corner of her mouth twitched.Then stepped on eight centimeter high heels and left the dormitory.

And the business school on the other side.Classroom 302 in Chonghua Building was quite lively.

Song Lingshan just walked in, and many people who were sitting in the classroom looked at her.Song Lingshan has enjoyed this attention-grabbing treatment since she was in No. [-] Middle School in the middle of the province.

She herself is obviously familiar with the road, and she has no stage fright at all, and walked in calmly and unhurriedly.

When she passed a certain seat.You can even hear others whispering.

"The clothes she's wearing today are so beautiful."

"It's new..."

"Tch, it's not like you don't know. Goddess Song has been doing this since she was in high school. She never wears Ji's clothes."

Several girls said envious words, but in fact, no one was convinced in their hearts.

It has to be said that Song Lingshan enjoys the way others look at her with envious eyes, but at the same time they are itching with hatred, but there is nothing they can do about her.

After Song Lingshan found a seat and sat down, the person sitting next to her glanced at her from time to time, and then used his hands to cover up his sight.

This kind of onlooker Song Lingshan just pretended not to see it.

There are still 15 minutes until class starts.And classroom 302 is almost full.Many of them are not students of the finance department, and most of them come here to see the real face of this goddess who is popular in the forum.

A few girls who came in behind came in and found that they couldn't find a suitable place, so they chatted while walking. "On the way here, I saw Senior Shen Zhan. He is really tall."

The girl next to him agreed, "I saw it, I saw it too! At that time, I walked past him and only reached his shoulder. It is estimated that he should be more than 1.8 meters tall."

"However, the grades are so good, and the person is very handsome. What kind of girl do you think can match him?"

When it came to this topic, the girls seemed to have reached a certain consensus and winked at each other.

One of the girls said loudly: "Could it be... like the famous Song Lingshan, Song Lingshan?"

The other two girls continued: "Let me tell you, Senior Shen wouldn't like her like that. Who would like a green peacock without any problems? Don't you think so?"

"Hahaha. That's right."

Song Lingshan sat on her seat, her face still calm and unmoved.

She knew the girls who walked past just now. Since No. [-] Middle School, they have been together all day long and have to say something to Song Lingshan from time to time.

At this time, I don't know who said, "Senior Shen is here. Just now I heard him ask a girl if Class 1 of the Finance Department has classes in the afternoon, and the girl said yes. He asked where it was, and after the girl told him, He's coming this way."

After these words, all the girls in classroom 302 were excited.Even Song Lingshan, who was always calm, couldn't help staring in the direction of the door, looking around from time to time.

Sure enough, it didn't take long.

Shen Zhan's figure appeared at the door of 302.He was not in a hurry to go in, but turned sideways to give way.

There was another person behind, and Shen Zhan turned to let her go first.The girl's appearance was above average, with long thin eyebrows, charming red phoenix eyes revealing indifference, a straight nose, and a small, tightly pursed mouth.Many micro-expressions silently express that the visitor is not easy to get along with.

Not as beautiful as Song Lingshan.But the victory is that she has a very sharp and special temperament.

Before she walked in, she glanced at Shen Zhan who was passing by beside her, "I heard you are Gu Jiujiu's cousin?"

There was a not-so-kind smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Zhan was a little baffled by the sudden sharp eyes and mocking smile.Most people would say, I heard that you have a cousin Gu Jiujiu.

The girl in front of me said so, which means that she knows Jiujiu.And the relationship between the two seems to be not good.

Shen Zhan nodded, "Hello. I am."

The girl twitched again. "My name is Zhou Jiying. Gu Jiujiu's high school classmate. Hello, Senior Shen."

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her gaze.Go straight to the classroom.

Everyone in the classroom was staring at the door, and this small episode naturally did not escape the attention of the public.The people eating melons whispered about the relationship between the two.

Shen Zhan also walked in.

Zhou Jiying found a seat in the empty first row of the classroom and sat down.

Shen Zhan walked towards the back.

It's okay, the girls breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, these two did not come together.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhan walked directly towards Song Lingshan's seat.And, stopped.

Song Lingshan didn't expect that Shen Zhan would come to her in such a situation where everyone was watching her.She lowered her head.Pretending to be playing on the phone.

Shen Zhan clasped his knuckles on the table. "Song Xuemei."

Song Lingshan raised her face and looked at him. "What's the matter, what's the matter, Senior Shen."

Shen Zhan looked at the watch on his wrist.There are still 15 minutes. "You haven't given me the meeting list I asked for before."

Song Lingshan blushed. "Sorry, senior, I forgot."

Shen Zhan hummed lightly.

Song Lingshan didn't want to dawdle any more, and handed him the meeting list that had been prepared from her bag.Shen Zhan took it and turned around to leave.

Professor Yang has already walked in through the door.

He looked at the seats below which were almost full, as well as Shen Zhan who was about to leave.He raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect the attendance rate to be quite high today, and the geniuses from the finance department didn't even have a seat."

Shen Zhan nodded to him and said hello: "Professor Yang."

Professor Yang nodded.Facing Zhou Jiying, who was silent in the first row, said, "The class representative came up and turned on the projector. We will prepare for class later."

Zhou Jiying put down the pen in her hand and walked up.The finger tapped twice on the keyboard, and the words "Opening" popped up on the screen.She went straight down.

Professor Yang stood on the podium, "I forgot to introduce you, this is the class representative I appointed. Classmate Zhou Jiying."

Before everyone here could express anything, the door of classroom 302 was pushed open.

Cheng Rong looked at Professor Yang standing on the podium and the almost full seats.

She stepped on high heels and walked in, her overly delicate face was expressionless: "I don't seem to be late."