Xueba Raiders

Lin Weizhen was wearing a white T-shirt and holding a dark blue thin coat in his hand.The morning breeze blew his bangs slightly, he narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and pressed it.

It's quite an idol baggage.

Zhu Yue was infatuated with this handsome face for a while when she was a freshman, but the girls in the third class of French knew it tacitly, and they all knew that Lin Weizhen had a crush in her heart, so they simply lived with him and became a good family. girlfriends.

"Old Lin!" Zhu Yue surrounded him with a pitiful and bitter face.

Lin Weizhen and her classmate have worked together for a year, and at least they have cultivated a tacit understanding.He waved his hands, put his coat on his shoulders, and glanced at the crooked schoolbags in the security booth: "Understood, help you take the bag back to the classroom. What do you want to eat?"

Zhu Yue burst into laughter for a second: "Thank you, big brother, dried plum vegetables are wrapped with tea eggs, sugar-free soy milk, and I will transfer the money to you later!"

Lin Weizhen made an OK gesture, and Zhu Yue ran away with confidence.

At [-]:[-], Zhu Yue sat by the window, contentedly drinking the steaming soy milk in a box.While secretly cracking tea eggs, she whispered to Lin Weizhen next to her, "If Lao Hu comes to inspect, call me."

Lin Weizhen smiled, without taking his eyes off the book: "If Lao Hu really came, he would have already smelled the smell of tea eggs."

Lao Hu is the class teacher of the third class and the teacher of the French intensive reading class. He basically treats the students well, and only occasionally walks around outside the door.The third class has already figured out the pattern. If Lao Hu doesn't come at this hour, he will basically show up again at eight o'clock.

Zhu Yue pursed her lips, and began to eat tea eggs with peace of mind.After she swallowed her last mouthful, she slowly opened the textbook and found the assignment for today's morning reading.

"Mother!" Zhu Yue raised her head in shock, "There are two big pages, paragraphs [-], [-], [-], [-], and [-] must be memorized?"

Lin Weizhen gave a calm "hmm".

Zhu Yue turned her head in disbelief, Ge Yan in the back row obviously heard the exclamation, and nodded to her sadly: "Sister, next time you come to sit at the same table with me, the boss next to you has already memorized the whole essay." .”

Lin Weizhen is very innocent.

There was a 5-minute break between morning reading and morning class, and Zhu Yue finally ate a quarter of the long text after a desperate struggle.She put on an unlovable look and gave Ge Yan a high five.

"When I was young, I thought that girls who learned French could become noble goddesses. I was looking forward to having a cup of coffee on the left bank of the Seine," Zhu Yue sighed. The dark circles are creeping up to the chin."

Ge Yan: "Representative, you say that, give us these little transparent people a way to survive?"

Zhu Yue waved her hand exaggeratedly: "If I didn't admire Lao Hu, I wouldn't run for class representative. Let's take a look, the intensive reading class has the most homework, and it's enough to lose weight by carrying a dictation book to the office. Lao Hu is too difficult , with her professional level and education, she is only a small lecturer, and I don't know how long it will take to be rated as a professor!"

She seemed to suddenly think of something, turned her head and said to Lin Weizhen: "By the way, Lao Hu asked me to ask for the excellent model essays of our class. He said it was for the next class of tutoring materials. Lao Lin remember to give it to me!"

Every time Lin composed an essay, Fan Wen Weizhen thought about it carefully, and asked rigorously, "Which one?"

Ge Yan made a blank expression.

Zhu Yue has long been Buddha: "Technology is a double-edged sword."

Lin Weizhen took out his computer and flipped through the folder.He pushed the information between the two tables, just in time for Zhu Yue to see it.

"The Little Prince," Zhu Yue was a little surprised, "I like the little prince the most!"

It was a hardcover book borrowed from the library. On the cover, the little prince stood on the planet, with the vast and deep space behind him.

Lin Weizhen found the composition, dragged it to Zhu Yue's chat box, clicked send, and said, "The little prince is a favorite of the French department."

This is indeed true. The French department is on the third floor. There is a sculpture of the little prince at the corner of the stairs on this floor. It is a souvenir given to the alma mater by the previous graduates.The incoming freshmen have a photo with the little prince, and the name of "beloved" has spread.

"Why did you suddenly see this?" Zhu Yue asked curiously, "Isn't this the reading list for the winter vacation of freshman year? Our class has handed in the impressions after reading."

"I can answer this question!" Ge Yan said with a smile, "The elementary school girls in our drama club sincerely invited Lin Nanshen to play the role. They were so enthusiastic and persistent. Lin Nanshen finally agreed to guest star. I am so happy for them!"

After hearing the gossip, Zhu Yue was more energetic than drinking coffee: "I've seen that girl from the drama club! Her name is Xiao Wenqian, isn't she? She's really pretty! Who are you playing, Lao Lin? In fact, with your temperament, it's really good to play the little prince. Anyway, they are pets!"

Lin Weizhen: "I play Rose."

Zhu Yue imagined Lin Weizhen dressed up as a rose, and couldn't help laughing.

The lively classroom quieted down as Hu Yue pushed the door open.Hu Yue pushed the gold wire-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and said with one mouthful: "After 5 minutes, let's start with a dictée."

Dictation - the eternal nightmare of language students, a must-memory topic for the big and small exams.The recording is only read once or twice, and the punctuation marks must be written out with perfect punctuation. Big bosses like Lin Weizhen, the dictation book in the first year is also full of fluff, and the sloppy ones don’t even recognize themselves.After a winter vacation, Zhu Yue was surprised to find that Lin Weizhen, who had taken 95 points with her before, never scored [-] in dictation again.

From then on, Zhu Yuecai believed that overtaking on the holiday curve is not only inspirational chicken soup, but there is a perfect example next to her-in fact, she did not overtake, but installed a perpetual motion machine, which can be described as the best.

After the intensive reading class, there is an overview class of France. In the first semester, history is taught, and geography is taught later.The old professor on the stage talked eloquently about the great achievements of Charlemagne, and when he got excited, he waved his hand and recited a few lines of poetry.The academic school in the early years emphasized the full uvula, and the old professor's pure Parisian accent has a special taste.

An hour and a half later, Lin Weizhen took four pages of notes.The feel of the nib rubbing against the paper is more reassuring than typing.

He has developed the habit of remembering the date and time since high school. The last letter of "date" is bent into a beautiful arc, and he can tell who made it at a glance.Zhu Yue once lamented that if Lin Weizhen's book was auctioned on the W Forum, it might become the most sought-after item.

This also gave the little girls the opportunity to borrow notes.

Ge Yan tutted her head and shook her head: "As the saying goes, you get the moon first if you are close to the water. I think it's the courageous ones who are exhausted, and the timid ones who are hungry. Look at this notebook, it was borrowed by the girl next door who came to take Italian lessons. The hearts of the little girls in Class [-] and Class [-] are all broken, aren't they, Lao Lin?"

Lin Weizhen was flipping through Monet Zhan's introduction, when he was asked suddenly, he didn't react, he raised his head and said "um", the smile was still on the corner of his mouth, and his dimples slightly swayed.

Ge Yan had to admit that this man's smile was really sweet, comparable to whole sugar milk tea.

After Lin Weizhen left the classroom to eat, Ge Yan poked Zhu Yue: "There must be a situation, it depends on his good mood."

Zhu Yue: "Aren't you from the drama club? Let's watch the rehearsal together then?"

The two hit it off, showing a "you know" smile.

Lin Weizhen was obviously looking forward to the weekend more than Zhu Yue and Ge Yan. For a whole week, he looked at the website of the Monet Exhibition over and over again, and only bought a famous painting appreciation and analysis to do his homework.

Every day before going to bed, Lin Weizhen would open He Qing's circle of friends with itchy hands, and the last one still stayed at the class reunion.He Qing's life was uneventful, hiding in the bustling world of mortals, quietly like a deep pool.

That deep pool has a fatal attraction for Lin Weizhen.

A man with severe morning trouble getting out of bed jumped up after the first alarm went off on a Saturday morning.

He quickly washed his face, reached out to touch his chin, and after making sure that there was no new stubble, he rehearsed in the mirror in a strange way: "Doctor He looks good today!"

"He Qing, have you finished your homework?"

"What's for lunch? There are quite a lot of restaurants near here."

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The 5 minutes of washing has turned into 15 minutes. If Zhang Zixuan sees this appearance, he will probably become a laughingstock for a year.

God is a blessing, S City, where the summer heat still exists, is rarely cooler today. The sun is warm, slanting in through the windows, and falling on the wooden wardrobe.

"Is this one too formal?" Lin Weizhen weighed the suit in his hand, shook his head and stuffed it back, took out another one, and continued to shake his head.

After seven or eight gestures, Lin Weizhen finally found a thin black sweater, put it on with satisfaction, and went out 10 minutes earlier than expected.

S City is a paradise for art lovers, with an average of hundreds of exhibitions every month.Every time Lin Weizhen enters the city from the suburbs, he feels that it is a pity not to punch a card. Calculated in this way, he actually goes to about [-] games throughout the year.But the first time I met He Qing, everything became different, even the crowded subway became a little cute, like a world full of fireworks.

Lin Weizhen followed the flow of people out of the subway station, found Exit 5, and stood on the escalator to check his mobile phone. It was just after 09:30.

He opened He Qing's chat box and backed out, thinking to himself: "It's over now, he won't feel that he's a bit late, should he wait?"

Lin Weizhen was overjoyed, and gave himself full marks for his thoughtfulness.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the phone vibrated——

He Qing probably never considered these minutiae, he always spoke concisely, and only sent three words: "I'm here."

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## Chapter 7

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Lin Weizhen's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up.