The male god is about to wear and tear down

There is an elective course in Zhou Heting's evening class, which is Introduction to Artificial Intelligence.

This is an elective course for computer majors, and students from other majors will not appear.In addition, one semester is coming to an end, although the class is held in a large lecture hall, Zhou Heting has a good idea of ​​who will appear.

So when he entered the classroom and saw Lu Jiayi who was sitting early in the back row, he almost suspected that he had gone to the wrong classroom.

Zhou Heting exited the classroom door, confirmed the house number and time, and then re-entered the room.

"Hi!" Because he came early and there was no one in the classroom, Lu Jiayi generously raised his hand to say hello, "You come to class too!"

Zhou Heting was a little helpless, standing by the door without moving, "Where's your own class?"

Lu Jiayi pretended to be stupid, "What class?"

"I have your class schedule..." Speaking of this, Zhou Heting realized that he had slipped his words, closed his mouth in a panic, and went straight to the front row of the classroom with his eyes dodged, and found a seat to sit down.

However, Lu Jiayi excitedly moved to Zhou Heting's side, "Hey, classmate, is there anyone next to you? Can I sit here?"

Having a headache from the noise, Zhou Heting rubbed his temples and said deliberately, "There is someone."

Lu Jiayi put on a serious face, and shouted to the air around Zhou Heting, "Go away!"

Then he sat down on his buttocks, and posted them affectionately, "Now there is no one else, so I will sit down!"

Zhou Heting felt even more headache, "You've been sitting all the time..."

"Hey, classmate!" Lu Jiayi stuck closer, "What did you just say, you have my schedule?"

Zhou Heting's complexion changed, and he moved to the side, Lu Jiayi reluctantly clinged to him, Zhou Heting moved again, Lu Jiayi stuck again...

In the end, Zhou Heting was forced between the wall and Lu Jiayi, and there was no way to retreat.

Being cut off from retreat, Zhou Heting had no choice but to change the subject, "Are you sure you want to sit in the first row? You will be asked by the teacher!"

When he heard that he would be "questioned", Lu Jiayi's expression clearly showed fear.

He sat in the back row as soon as he entered the classroom, purely out of habit.

On the university campus, apart from roll call and student number, the teacher of a large class usually does not ask questions about the students in the back row.

So for Lu Jiayi, the back row is a safe position.

Seeing Zhou Heting walking towards the front row, Lu Jiayi instinctively ran forward, but when he entered the front row site, he already vaguely felt that this place did not suit his aura...

Now that he heard Zhou Heting's words, he knew what was wrong!

Will be asked!

What's more, he is not a student of this major at all. If he is asked a question, he will die a miserable death!

Lu Jiayi looked at the podium close at hand, and then at the safe back row, struggling back and forth between life and death.

In the end, he gritted his teeth, looked at death as home, and slammed his fists on the table, making up his mind: "It doesn't matter, I'll just sit here!"

Zhou Heting, who never missed every change in the other party's expression, couldn't help laughing after all.

He smiled and shook his head, put away the materials needed for class, stopped entangled with the people around him, and deliberately stopped looking at each other.

Lu Jiayi is a gambler.

Nine out of ten bets.

Lu Jiayi lost the bet without a doubt.

Because it was an unfamiliar face, and sitting next to Zhou Heting, who was still in the first row, was too conspicuous...

Lu Jiayi was questioned by the teacher.

"This classmate, it's just you. You are sitting in the top seat of gold learning. You seem to be very interested in our courses. Let's analyze this formula?"

When the teacher pointed in the direction of Lu Jiayi, he still tried to pretend to be stupid, but when everyone around him looked at him, he couldn't pretend anymore.

Standing up under the pressure of death, Lu Jiayi looked at the formula on the projection screen. He couldn't even read the symbol. He opened his mouth several times, but no sound came out.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the person beside her, and Lu Jiayi secretly prayed that this person could save her...

The other party stared at the screen intently, still taking notes in his hand, as if the person being questioned was not his deskmate.

ah!He is so heartless!

Lu Jiayi burst into tears. During the stalemate, he heard some students whispering behind him. It seemed that someone had discovered his identity.

Seeing that the truth about rubbing class was about to be exposed, Lu Jia was determined, and she simply gritted her teeth and prepared to apologize to the teacher, but felt that the back of her hand was being rubbed with an elbow by someone around her.

Lu Jiayi lowered her head, and saw that the deskmate had already pushed the notebook with the answers over——

The top line reads: Follow along.

In the following analysis, when special symbols are involved, this person actually wrote down the phonetic symbols thoughtfully.

ah!He is so kind!

Lu Jiayi immediately calmed down, and read from the notebook very calmly, with a very natural expression, as if this class was custom-made for him, this notebook is his own, and the words on it are the knowledge points recorded by himself.

After being rescued perfectly, Lu Jiayi was praised by the teacher, and when she sat back, she still felt a little light.

Compared with being praised by the teacher, he seemed to be more proud of Zhou Heting's shot. While the teacher was writing on the blackboard, Lu Jiayi put his shoulder against his arm and said, "Hey, thank you for saving me."

Zhou Heting pulled the notebook back to write, did not reply, and continued to maintain his aloof sense of distance.

But Lu Jiayi didn't care. When Zhou Heting left his seat during the break, he insisted on catching up.

"Same table at the same table! Why are you going!" Lu Jiayi clings to him familiarly, feeling nothing wrong at all.

Zhou Heting was so pestered by him that he had no choice but to reply, "Go to the toilet."

"It's a coincidence, isn't it!" Lu Jiayi quickly answered, "I want to go to the bathroom too!"

Zhou Heting stopped and looked at the other party, "Do you need a companion to go to the toilet?"

How could Lu Jiayi manage so much, and hurriedly said: "I need it! Good friends just want to go to the bathroom together!"

Because the other party was too righteous, Zhou Heting was speechless for a while, and did not stop him, but silently quickened his pace.

Zhou Heting's actual height is taller than Lu Jiayi's, and his pace is also bigger than the opponent's, so if he speeds up, Lu Jiayi has to trot to catch up.

But when no one speaks in the corridor at night, the voice-activated lights will not turn on.It was the first time for Lu Jiayi to come to the territory of the computer department. In order to catch up, she didn't pay attention to her step for a while, and tripped over a roadblock at the corner.

"Ah!" He staggered and fell straight forward.

Zhou Heting, who was in front of him, was obviously some distance away from him, but he seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he turned around in time, spread his arms, and firmly caught Lu Jiayi who was bumping into him.

The fresh breath on the man's coat was rushed out, and broke into Lu Jiayi's nostrils with his breath.

His heartbeat was so clear that it could echo in the corridor.

"Idiot..." Zhou Heting's slightly hoarse voice sounded above his head, "Walk and watch the road!"

Lu Jiayi raised her head, her expression was dull for a moment because of fright.

But seeing the worried expression on the face of the person hugging him, he suddenly laughed again, "Zhou Heting..."

"what?"

"Why do you always show up in time when I need it? Can't you help it and leave me alone?"

Zhou Heting's breathing was stagnant, his pupils shrank, and he straightened the person in his arms to stand upright, then turned and went into the bathroom.

Without saying a word, it seemed to be running away.

But Zhou Heting like this also moved Lu Jiayi's heart.

Lu Jiayi supported her heart, as if talking to herself, "He can't leave me alone."

Smiling to himself, he couldn't help but say, "I like him more and more!"

At the end of a class, Zhou Heting packed up his things and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

Lu Jiayi insisted on following, saying that he wanted to send him back.

The dormitories of the two were only separated by two small streets, and Zhou Heting was a tall man, so there was no need for an escort at all.

But Lu Jiayi insisted on giving it away.

Because Zhou Heting seemed to be resisting, Lu Jiayi didn't make things difficult for him, so he kicked stones behind him and followed him from a distance.

Rather than "send", it is better to say "follow".

Accidentally exerting too much force on his feet, the stone that Lu Jiayi kicked rolled forward and hit Zhou Heting's heel.

Zhou Heting stopped under a bar of street lights and turned around.

Lu Jiayi also stopped under the streetlight and did not move forward.

There was a short distance between the two, and they looked at each other from a distance under their respective night lights.

Lu Jiayi was attracted by the small flying insects in the light beams, raised her eyes, followed them, and opened her mouth naturally, looking innocent and dazed.

It wasn't until Zhou Heting opened his mouth that he came back to his senses.

"Jiayi..." the other party said, "Stop chasing me."

Lu Jiayi has heard too many so-called "keep a distance" remarks, thinking that this is some cliché at this time, I don't even bother to listen, the tip of the shoe draws circles around her, pretending to be a compass, "I'm just doing what I like matter."

Zhou Heting asked: "Do you like chasing me?"

"Yeah!" Lu Jiayi raised her head calmly, "I can spend more time with you after chasing you. I like being with you."

After being hit directly in the heart by a straight ball, Zhou Heting covered his mouth with his fists, coughed softly, silently digested the overwhelming emotions, and then continued: "But you didn't go to class, so it won't work."

Lu Jiayi is the best at catching words, and he found the breakthrough point right away, "You mean, as long as I study well in class, I can come to you at other times?"

"That's understandable."

"Okay! Then I'll go to class!" Lu Jiayi's eyes lit up, "Then you can't avoid me on purpose!"

"Uh..." Zhou Heting pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to reply in a low voice.

Lu Jiayi leaned closer, "What?"

Zhou Heting shouted from a distance: "Tomorrow I won't go to the library in the morning, you don't have to get up so early."

"Ah!" Lu Jiayi changed her face faster than turning the page, "I just told you not to avoid me!"

Zhou Heting continued: "I'll go in the afternoon. So you don't have to get up early."

What this means is...

The street lights softened into stars in Lu Jiayi's eyes, "Are you inviting me to the library together in the afternoon?"

"Ahem..." Zhou Heting cleared his throat awkwardly, and said to him from left to right, "There's no need to send it off, let's go back to rest early tonight!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Heting turned around and walked away.

"Wait a minute, Zhou Heting!" Lu Jiayi didn't chase after him, but stood on the spot and shouted loudly.

Zhou Heting stopped and only slightly turned his head.

"Good night——" Lu Jiayi didn't care whether the other party could see it or not, she swung her arms round and waved goodbye to the other party with all her strength, "I wish you a sweet dream—Zhou Heting——"

His voice was too vigorous, Zhou Heting couldn't hold back, and still raised his eyes sideways to take a look.

In the night, under a beam of light, his whole body shone with dazzling innocence.

He bent his eyes and smiled this way, and said goodnight to himself solemnly.

Zhou Heting's fingertips touched the corner of his clothes, feeling his heart beating faster.

Someone's smile, I'm afraid it will fall into a dream tonight.

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