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Lin Dongyan seemed to wake up instantly.

The way he looked at Jiang Yin became indifferent and sharp, almost the same as usual.

In the end, Lin Dongyan averted his eyes from Jiang Yin, and walked past Jiang Yin with a gentle step.

The moment he rubbed shoulders, his voice was like frost, pressing heavily on Jiang Yin's heart:

"I won't get drunk again."

Jiang Yin's pupils were dilated, and he turned around in a daze.

Lin Dongyan's tall and straight figure gradually receded and merged with the black sky.

Are you drunk or not?

After returning to the dormitory, Jiang Yin didn't feel sleepy at all. She sat in front of the computer and drew the line draft in the middle of the night, and didn't fall asleep until four o'clock in the morning.

However, there was an open class the next day, and he set seven or eight alarm clocks on his mobile phone before barely waking up before nine o'clock.

Jiang Yin wore a black short sleeve and a peaked cap, and opened the dormitory door while yawning.

"Well, I see."

As soon as the door was opened, Jiang Yin looked at the opposite door with tears in his eyes.

There was a man in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of the door. He was making a phone call with a headset while lowering his head to adjust the buttons on his cuffs.

The man also noticed Jiang Yin, his eyes swept across Jiang Yin's body calmly, and then looked away without any fluctuation.

She didn't behave abnormally at all, it seemed that she really didn't remember what happened last night.

Jiang Yin sighed in his heart, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and greeted naturally: "Morning."

Lin Dongyan tied up his cuffs, turned around and closed the door, and then, as usual, nodded slightly to Jiang Yin before striding away.

Jiang Yin yawned nonchalantly, and closed the door as well.

This is the normal way of getting along with Lin Dongyan.

When Jiang Yin walked slowly to the teaching building, the preparatory bell had already rang.

On the way here, he bought two steamed buns and was walking towards the classroom while chewing on them.

Walking outside the classroom door, I heard arguing coming from inside.

"Are you insane? We have been sitting in these two seats all the time, and everyone keeps them. You are the only one with a thick skin." The girl's sharp and piercing voice made Jiang Yin frowned.

He hated this sound the most.

Looking in through the crack of the door, it was a mature girl with exquisite makeup who was scolding the person in the seat.

On the seat, a little girl lowered her head timidly, clutching her clothes with both hands uneasily, her face was already blushing, and her voice was crying: "But, but there is only a seat here, and you didn't take it in advance..."

The people around looked embarrassed, but they didn't dare to speak because of the aggressiveness of the girl.

The girl grabbed the little girl's clothes impatiently: "Who cares about you? These two positions have long been ours, so hurry up and get up for me."

The little girl didn't have much strength, so she was picked up immediately.

The aggressive girl sat in with her companion.

"Teacher Jiang likes to stand here when he lectures," the girl said.

The companion laughed: "You are still so wicked!"

The two were joking with each other, completely ignoring the little girl who was dragged to the aisle by them.

The little girl stood awkwardly in the aisle holding a book, her face had turned extremely pale, and no one around her noticed her.

Just then, she heard a soft sigh.

Immediately afterwards, a book was placed in her arms.

"Student, help me get it."

She raised her teary-eyed face and saw that the person was wearing a peaked cap, with her head slightly lowered at this moment, the brim of the hat covered most of her face, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

"Teacher Jiang?" the little girl murmured absently.

The auditorium suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned their heads.

All I could see was that Mr. Jiang, who had always been lazy, became very serious.

He lowered his head and looked at the two girls in the last row of the lecture theater, with a solemn expression and a serious tone: "You two, get out."

The two girls were stunned, not knowing how to react for a while.

The rest of the classroom also stayed where they were. They had never seen Mr. Jiang like this for a whole semester.

Seeing that the two did not move, Jiang Yin knocked on the table impatiently, emphasizing: "Didn't you hear clearly? I'll let you go out."

One of the girls' eyes turned red instantly.

Jiang Yin's eyes were light and his tone was calm: "I don't need you in my class."

The girl was thin-skinned, and tears fell down immediately, but Jiang Yin didn't even blink her eyes.

After the two girls ran out of the classroom, Jiang Yin took back the book from the little girl, raised his head to her and said, "Sit down."

Jiang Yin walked to the desk and put the book on the table.

He propped his hands on the edge of the desk, his expression didn't improve at all, and there was a moment of silence in the classroom.

"Everyone is an adult, so it's time to be sensible." Jiang Yin glanced past everyone in the seat, "Such things don't happen in my class again."

After finishing class without incident, Jiang Yin walked out of the classroom before the bell rang.

He walked slowly, and was stopped by someone who came behind him after a while.

"Teacher Jiang." The little girl managed to catch up with him panting heavily.

Jiang Yin looked back: "What's wrong?"

The little girl's cheeks were flushed, and she bowed down to him gratefully: "Thank you!"

Jiang Yin couldn't help laughing: "You're welcome, I'm your teacher."

The little girl tugged at the corner of her clothes, her expression nervous: "I...can I have... want...one of your WeChat?"

Jiang Yin was startled, and his expression became serious: "If you have any problems in study, you can go to the office to find the teacher at any time, understand?"

These words have been clearly rejected.

"You are a good teacher! You are the best and best teacher I have ever met!" The little girl's eyes turned red, and her two round eyes were like jewels.

Jiang Yin breathed a sigh of relief, his expression relaxed, and he gestured: "I'll go first."

At the same time, in the principal's office.

Hu Yi, who is also a teacher in the art department, knocked on the door and said to the inside, "Principal, may I come in."

"Come in." The old headmaster said.

As soon as Hu walked into the office, he realized that there were other people in the office.

"Mr. Lin, hello." Of course Hu Yi recognized who this person was, and immediately greeted him.

Lin Dongyan's eyes were light, and he glanced at him, but didn't answer.

The old headmaster looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Hu Yi remembered the business, hurried to the principal, and said, "I heard that Jiang Yin humiliated a student in front of all the students in class today."

The old principal touched his bald head, and glanced at Lin Dongyan from the corner of his eye.

Lin Dongyan leaned over to pick up the teacup, brought it to his lips and took a sip.

The old principal narrowed his shrewd eyes: "What's going on?"

Hu Yi frowned, thinking: "It seems that because several girls competed for seats, he didn't know why he favored one of the girls and drove the other two away."

The old principal heard that there was something in his words, so he asked, "What do you mean?"

Hu Yi observed the face of the old principal, and said hesitantly: "Teacher Jiang has always been popular with students, and you know that. I also heard that he had an unclear relationship with several female students, and today he deliberately favored ..."

Hu Yi didn't go any further when he said this, leaving enough room for imagination.

"Principal, you said that if it spreads to outsiders, wouldn't it damage the reputation of our university?"

The old headmaster rolled his eyes and suddenly asked Lin Dongyan the question:

"Dong Yan, what do you think?"

Lin Dongyan put down his teacup, raised his eyes to look at Hu Yi.

Those eyes were too cold, without a trace of emotion.

"Is there any evidence?"

"Ah?" Hu Yi was dumbfounded by his cold question, and hurriedly said, "I heard that too."

Lin Dongyan's eyes fell, and his tone was calm: "Then he favors his students, is there a problem?"

Hu Yi hadn't seen Lin Dongyan a few times, but he had heard a lot about it.

Facing Lin Dongyan so directly, there was a feeling of confronting him in court, Hu Yi subconsciously looked away, and said with a dry smile, "According to Mr. Lin, it seems that there is no problem."

The old principal smoothed things over: "Mr. Hu is just suspicious, don't believe anything that is false."

Hu Yi nodded quickly and said yes: "I don't have anything else to bother you two."

Hu Yi had a bad nose at Lin Dongyan's place, so he had no choice but to walk out in a desperate manner, but just as he walked out, he bumped into Sun Qian head-on.

"Yo—" Sun Qian frowned, and said in a strange tone: "Mr. Hu, are you here to make a small report again?"

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Jiang Yin bought something and went back to the dormitory.

Last night's manuscript was not finished, Jiang Yin was sitting in front of the computer wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

He is usually lazy and listless in the face of everything. Only when he is holding a paintbrush can he concentrate.

This is a habit that Jiang Yin has developed since childhood.

Since his grandfather's generation, there have been several famous painters in the family, and Jiang Yin is only interested in painting, and has no interest in other things.

"Om-"

When the phone rang, Jiang Yin frowned slightly, put down his white fingers, and picked up the phone.

"Hey."

Jiang Yin connected the earphones, put the phone back, and continued to immerse himself in drawing on the digital board.

"Jiang Yin, I went to the principal's office to discuss the welcome party for freshmen. Guess what I saw?" Sun Qian said in surprise.

"Huh?" Jiang Yin was disturbed by him, and the tip of his pen paused.

"That fellow Hu Yi has come to the principal to sue you again."

"Whatever he wants." Jiang Man said indifferently.

Hu Yi has always been against Jiang Yin since Jiang Yin first entered the school.

Sun Qian said dejectedly: "When he filed the complaint, Lin Dongyan was sitting in the office. Putting shoes on for you in front of Lin Dongyan, does he not want to hang out anymore?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yin stopped moving.

When Lin Dongyan was mentioned, he remembered what happened last night.

Jiang Yin sighed and said, "Sun Qian, my relationship with Lin Dongyan is not as good as you think."

Sun Qian said disapprovingly, "Why are you ashamed? You don't have a good relationship with Lawyer Lin, so who has a good relationship with him?"

Jiang Yindao: "Sun Qian, I don't know how to explain it to you. But about me and him, it's like Hu Yi suing me in front of the principal. In fact, Lin Dongyan won't react at all. To him, I It's just a trivial matter, and he doesn't pay attention to it at all."

Of course Sun Qian didn't believe it: "Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Yin was very firm: "This is the truth."

Sun Qian's tone suddenly became serious, and he asked, "Jiang Yin, tell me the truth, do you not like Lin Dongyan anymore?"

"..."

He asked so bluntly that Jiang Yin was taken aback for a moment.

"Well, yes." Immediately, he responded softly.

Jiang Yin thought he asked because he saw something.

Unexpectedly, Sun Qian said righteously: "Jiang Yin, what you did is wrong."

"I wanted to ask two days ago, after only one year, are you tired of Lin Dongyan?"

Jiang Yin was speechless, just about to explain something, when he heard Sun Qian scream in shock.

"Fuck—"

He seems to have seen something, so nervous that his tongue is tied:

"I may have nothing... Your boyfriend may want to dark shark me."