I Got Caught After Flirting with the Wrong Person

Fei Bai really overestimated his altitude.

He had tiptoed to the limit, and he was still a little short of Luo Yusen's lips.

And Luo Yusen obviously didn't mean to bend over to accommodate him, and he didn't even realize that he wanted to kiss him.

Fei Bai, who failed in the sneak attack, had no choice but to put his heels back on the ground, while secretly regretting that he didn't drink more milk when he was a child.

Looking at Luo Yusen who was still waiting for his answer, he swallowed: "Brother, I just want you to give Feifei some more time."

Luo Yusen glanced sideways at Luo Feifei, took a step back from the glass, and asked Fei Bai, "Do you know what she's thinking?"

Fei Bai shook his head and said honestly, "I don't know."

He glanced at Luo Feifei: "But I think Feifei may think that shark is very similar to her."

All alone, all imprisoned on their own little planets with no escape.

Luo Yusen looked at Luo Feifei's back thoughtfully: "Really."

The National Day holiday is coming to an end soon. The first day of school happens to be Tuesday. Fei Bai has a public elective class that is eight in the morning. After being woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, he thought about getting up in five minutes, but half an hour passed as soon as he closed his eyes. Waiting for him It was past seven fifty by the time I got dressed and was ready to go out.

Fei Bai recalled the last time he went to the evening and met that crazy blue-haired man, his knees immediately softened after being plotted against. He looked at his watch and hesitated for a few seconds, feeling that the teachers seemed to like to be in this kind of classroom. After the first class roll call after the holiday, I finally bit the bullet and went.

Fortunately, there were still some vacant seats at the back of the classroom this time. Fei Bai heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down at a table at random. Through the gaps in the rows of heads, he saw that Lan Mao was sitting in the rows in front of him, turning on the computer. Playing games.

Fei Bai spent a quiet and peaceful public elective class, so quiet and peaceful that he even continued the drowsiness in the morning. He accidentally fell asleep when the class was about to end, and no one called him. When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding There was no one left, and students from the next class began to come in one after another.

He shook his sleepy head, and remembered that he should rush to his professional class, so he randomly packed the things on the table and stuffed them into his schoolbag, stood up and walked out.

Now is the peak time for entering and leaving the classroom. There are many people in the elevator room. Every time the elevator opens, the people inside are full. Fei Bai gave up waiting, turned around and went out to take the stairs.

He had just taken two steps out of the elevator when Lan Mao came out of the toilet next to him. The two of them accidentally glanced at each other. into the trash can.

Smoking is bad for your health, brother.

Fei Bai guessed that Lanmao was also heading towards the stairs, so he turned a corner and turned to another staircase on this floor.

As soon as he grabbed the doorknob of the stairwell and opened it, the blue hair nimbly squeezed past him, and then slammed the door shut. Even though Fei Bai withdrew his hand quickly, he was still caught by the metal latch on the door. A cut was made on the edge, and tiny drops of blood oozed out of the skin, igniting Fei Bai's anger along with the pain.

He opened the door with his good hand, and quickly ran down the stairs to chase after the blue hair. He planned to beat him up and at the same time suggested that he go to the hospital to register, and reminded the school hospital that he might not be able to cure him, so he had to go to the mental hospital There is hope.

And Lan Mao was obviously very familiar with the operation of running after playing dirty tricks, before Fei Bai could catch up, he opened the door of a certain floor and hid in.

Fei Bai paused, grandson.

He still has class in the next class, so he can't search every classroom.

Grandchildren grandchildren.

Fei Bai went to the professional class full of anger and with an injured hand. When he sat down next to Qiao Li to take the computer out of the bag, he was accidentally rubbed on the wound by the zipper. shook hands.

"Oh, what happened to your hand?" Qiao Li asked.

Fei Bai said angrily, "The dog bit me."

Qiao Li guessed who the dog was from the expression on his face: "That little blue hair?"

Fei Bai nodded angrily, feeling that his hands were really hurting, and wanted to ask Qiao Li if he had any painkillers, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Do you have Beethoven in your dormitory?"

"Beethoven?" Qiao Li glanced at his hand, "What's the matter, it still hurts you to death, and you want Beethoven to play the suona for you?"

"Blow your uncle's suona," Fei Bai finally remembered the name of the medicine, "I said ibuprofen."

"I accept the favor, but my uncle is long gone, and you are not in time." Qiao Li said with a smile.

Fei Bai curled his lips, and asked again: "Did you finish the task I gave you and Yuan Zidan last time?"

"It's more than half of the writing, and the remaining half needs Yuan Zidan to use CiteSpace to make a picture before I can continue to write. I urged him yesterday, and he said soon." Qiao Li said.

Fei Bai nodded: "Alright then, let's hold a meeting tonight and continue to move forward. The mid-term report is due in one month, and the time is tight."

He remembered that he still had Band-Aids and alcohol wipes at home, and he was going to go back to treat the wound on his hands at noon, but after going home, he searched everywhere and couldn't find them, so he had to give up, thinking about going to the pharmacy outside the school to buy them after the evening meeting.

The three of them had a meeting in the cafeteria. After eating, Fei Bai and Qiao Li stayed where they were, and waited for Yuan Zidan to come over while doing their homework.

While writing, Qiao Li asked suddenly: "Fei Bai, do you think Yuan Zidan's picture is really almost finished? Why do I think it's a bit unreliable?"

Before Fei Bai could answer, he heard a voice behind him: "What's unreliable?"

The two turned their heads at the same time and saw Yuan Zidan carrying a schoolbag.

"It's so rare that I'm not late." Qiao Li muttered.

Fei Bai assigned them the next stage of tasks, and then asked Yuan Zidan seemingly unintentionally, "How many pictures have you done?"

Yuan Zidan said casually, "It will be done soon."

Fei Bai said "Oh": "That's just a general idea, why don't you send a part of it to Qiao Li at night, and ask him to write the corresponding analysis, so that you won't be too hasty afterwards."

Yuan Zidan showed a flustered look: "Ah, I haven't been feeling well these two days..."

Fei Bai asked patiently, "If you're not feeling well, can you always turn on the computer?"

"Then what, I," Yuan Zidan scratched his head, "I've been a little allergic to computers recently."

Fei Bai felt for a moment that Qiao Li was going to roll up his sleeves and pounce on Yuan Zidan.

He patted Qiao Li's elbow to tell him not to be impulsive, and asked him clearly that it was because Yuan Zidan didn't know how to use software and didn't have time to learn, so the progress of making pictures was still at the stage of turning on the computer.

Fei Bai knew that Yuan Zidan was hopeless, so he let him go without saying anything, and stayed to discuss countermeasures with Qiao Li.

"Oh, it would be great if the alumni lecture I chose at the beginning of the semester could start the class earlier. It's called 'Big Data and Document Visualization Analysis', and it usually talks about CiteSpace." Fei Bai let out a sigh of relief, "Forget it, I will start by myself. Go back and learn from it, luckily I am not allergic to computers."

Qiao Li asked casually, "Who is giving the lecture?"