Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Visiting professors of Xiao Muran's level have a very weird temper.

It is rare for her to come to University A to take classes, and the school usually tries to coordinate her time as much as possible.

"History of Art" was arranged in the first session in the morning. The freshmen were also very satisfied with this, because in this kind of large class, there is basically no one to control discipline, sleep when you want to sleep, and watch your phone when you want to.

The open classes of liberal arts are regarded as water classes by default, even if there are a series of bright prefixes in front of Xiao Muran's name, they don't care.

Of course, Xiao Muran himself didn't bother to care whether others listened to her class seriously.

She came here for Li Rong.

Knowing that Cen Wei and Li Rong became friends and wanted to reverse Li Qing's case, Xiao Muran has been entangled for a long time.

After Li Qingli's accident, she immediately retreated into the safe zone she built for herself, not daring to listen to any news, because those news would not change anything except for her pain.

But it’s not like she hasn’t prayed that someone will stand up and stop the overwhelming insults and abuse, someone will go through the thorns and dig deep into the intricate entanglements of interests, someone will dig through the cocoons to pursue justice and truth, and someone will cherish the innocence of a scientist.

She didn't expect that that person would be her son.

Ever since Cen Wei took the exam in the Ninth District that day and did not choose to go home, Xiao Muran knew that she had drifted away from Cen Wei, not only psychologically, but also completely contrary to the three views.

She was imprisoned where she was, but Cen Xiao was moving towards her desired goal.

Xiao Muran stays at home all day, feeds the forget-me-not with the best cat food, takes good care of it, combs its fur, makes it happy, and buys a small bedroom for it. The things I love.

But obviously, Li Qingli also has a son, a son who is burdened with infamy, grievances, debts, and pain.

No matter how nice she is to the cat, she can't help Li Qingli anything, it's just touching herself.

So she wanted to meet Li Rong in person, and wanted to see how this child survived the collapsed worldview.

Li Rong purposely got up half an hour late in order to avoid Song Hyuk who persistently asked to go with him.

Song He had already carried his schoolbag and put on his shoes. He stood at the door of Li Rong's bedroom and knocked on the door: "Li Rong, it's almost time for class, why don't you get up?"

He is not a talkative personality, and he is unwilling to initiate friendship with anyone.

But he has no choice but to try to get close to Li Rong.

Li Rong was leaning on the bed, holding a copy of "Strategic Thinking" in his hands. He had read dozens of pages since he woke up, and he was getting impatient.

He cleared his throat and pretended to be sleepy: "You go first, I'll get up right away."

Song Hyuk is a very well-behaved student. He looked down at his watch. There was only half an hour left before class, and he didn't even have time to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

He really couldn't wait for Li Rong, so he gritted his teeth: "Then I'll go first, don't be late."

Li Rong raised his eyes, closed the book, and listened carefully to the movement outside the door.

The sound insulation of the dormitory was not very good, he could hear Song Hyuk's footsteps and the sound of the door closing, and soon there was silence in the dormitory.

Li Rong breathed a sigh of relief, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He didn't know why Song Hye suddenly got close to him, but he didn't have the time to delve into the reason behind it now, so he could only simply and rudely go against Song Hye's wish.

While brushing his teeth, Li Rong received a text message from Cen Xiao.

[Cen Wei: I went to the Ninth District, you just need to listen to the class normally, my mother is very timid, you don't have to worry. 】

Li Rong stopped brushing his teeth, stared at the text message for a few seconds, and raised his eyebrows.

Timid?

[Li Rong: Alright, let me know when you're done. 】

When Li Rong finished washing and ran to the door of the lecture theater, the class bell just rang.

He really stepped on the bell to get in.

But he didn't expect that one and only he entered by stepping on the bell. The classroom was already full of black and white people, and there were no vacant seats in every corner.

Not only did the students come early, even Xiao Muran was already standing in front of the podium and getting ready.

Li Rong didn't know when University A had such a good class habit.

He stood alone at the door, late was better than late, and he was inexplicably ashamed.

Xiao Muran looked at the door and became at a loss.

She deliberately came half an hour early today, just to take a closer look at Li Rong when there were few people around.

Prior to this, although she had tried her best to find someone to understand Li Rong's experience during this period, the recent photos of Li Rong are only the ID photos on the honor list of the A high school entrance examination. She was worried that the photos would be distorted, so she has been working hard Looking for Li Rong's figure among all kinds of faces.

But when she really saw Li Rong, she realized that she could recognize Li Qingli's son at a glance.

Li Rong looks more delicate and delicate than Li Qingli, with longer hair, only his eyes are almost exactly the same as Li Qingli's, delicate and gentle, beautiful peach blossom shape, when blinking, people can't help but want to look into it.

But the eyes of Li Rong and Li Qingli are completely different.

In Xiao Muran's impression, Li Qingli's eyes are warm, honest, with the temperature of the sun, looking at him, one can feel the love for the world and respect for life.

She had never seen that kind of healing power in the eyes of a second person, so she was addicted and unforgettable.

But Li Rong is not.

Li Rong's eyes were calm and restrained, wrapped in layers of cocoons, unable to reveal a single trace of real emotion.

He is not a shallow creek that can be seen to the bottom at a glance in the sparkling light, but a cloud that can't be melted all year round among the mountains and mountains.

She had seen this look in Cen Xiao's eyes before.

This is probably the price of trying to reshape the collapsed world view, and the price of suffering in order to survive.

But Xiao Muran didn't understand where Cen Xiao's pain came from.

Song He beckoned to Li Rong: "Li Rong, here!"

Li Rong paused, and found that he had no choice but to sit beside Song Hyuk.

He thought that Xiao Muran would not easily show hostility towards him in public, and would at least say "Hurry up and find a seat."

But no, Xiao Muran didn't say a word other than staring at him blankly.

Li Rong couldn't even fathom the emotion in that look.

Song Hyuk obviously didn't have breakfast, and went directly to the seat he occupied in the classroom.

He grabbed the second row and reserved a spot for Li Rong.

With difficulty, Li Rong squeezed past the legs of several classmates, and sat beside Song Hyuk.

"Thank you."

Song He stretched his pale lips, and clenched his fingers nervously: "I thought you were going to be late."

He glanced at Li Rong from the corner of his eye, and found that Li Rong's expression was very calm, and he was not at all embarrassed by entering the classroom under the eyes of everyone.

Li Rong slightly tilted his head in Song He's direction, and asked amidst the continuous rustling of the classroom: "Why are there so many people?"

Song He obviously didn't understand for a while: "The people... all arrived wrong?"

He is still thinking in high school, thinking that this is how classes should be, students arrive early, and even the teacher has to race against time.

Li Rong explained with a smile: "I thought college classes were relatively relaxed, and this kind of public class, everyone didn't wait so hard."

Song He was stunned: "Ah... Because yesterday, someone in the grade group said that Teacher Xiao is a beautiful woman, there may be a lot of people booing, and everyone is quite bored."

Li Rongren couldn't help laughing: "That's it."

In all fairness, Xiao Muran looks very beautiful, otherwise Cen Wei would not have the place to inherit that beautiful skin.

But as a teacher, Xiao Muran really has no aura, and seems to be easily bullied by students, no wonder Cen Wei described his mother as timid.

Li Rong felt that he was worrying too much, and Xiao Muran would definitely not be able to do something like Song's mother dumping money.

Xiao Muran's eyes followed Li Rong for a long time before he reluctantly retracted it.

She lowered her eyes to the PPT and said softly: "In this class, I will first show you some artworks that I personally like very much. All of them are imprinted with strong characteristics of the times. From these collections..."

The classroom gradually became quiet.

Xiao Muran's voice is not loud, and the back row of the classroom may not be able to hear clearly.

But Xiao Muran didn't mean to turn up the volume.

She doesn't really care if everyone can hear it, there are not many people who make her care.

Li Rong found that what Xiao Muran talked about was very basic and broad, and she didn't take out the museum-like treasure house of the Xiao family to show off.

Li Rong was a little absent-minded.

An open class is three hours, divided into two periods, with a 10-minute break between periods.

After about an hour, Song He asked in a low voice: "Li Rong, are you hungry? After class, I'll go buy two breads."

Li Rong glanced at Song He, only to find that Song He's lips were pale and his complexion was not very good.

Li Rong: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Hyuk: "I'm a little hypoglycemic, I didn't have time to eat in the morning, but it's nothing serious."

Song He didn't say that Li Rong couldn't feel it, but when Song He said it, he also felt empty in his stomach and started to feel hungry.

He couldn't help rubbing his stomach: "Is there not enough time for get out of class?"

There are teaching buildings nearby, and it is far away from convenience stores. Unless you ride a bicycle to and fro, but if you want to have a good meal, it will basically take up class time.

Song Hyuk glanced at his watch: "I'll try to hurry up."

Sure enough, as soon as the get out of class bell rang, Song Hyuk pushed through the crowd and ran out.

Li Rong leaned on his chin with one hand and lowered his head, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

Anyway, it's just four public classes, and it's over after a while, and Xiao Muran still doesn't know that Cen Wei is in love with him.

He was lowering his head, but he felt the eyes of the students around him gathered towards him, especially the students in the front row, who looked at him almost unabashedly.

Li Rong frowned, and had no choice but to raise his eyes, only then did he see Xiao Muran step off the podium and stand in the aisle looking at him.

Li Rong froze, moved his lips, but found that he didn't know what to call Xiao Muran.

Xiao Muran clenched his hands together, his fingers turned white, and asked him softly: "Li Rong, did you get up late and haven't eaten yet?"

"I..." Li Rong didn't expect that this was the first sentence Xiao Muran said to him.

Xiao Muran also seemed to feel that he was a bit awkward, and explained: "I saw that you rubbed your stomach in class, and I heard that your stomach is not very good. If you are hungry, you can eat something, it's okay."

Li Rong was slightly surprised.

Did he rub it? He didn't even have any impression. When did Xiao Muran notice it?

Li Rong smiled: "Thank you... Teacher, but there is no need."

He always felt that he had to keep a distance from Cen Xiao's parents, otherwise one day, when they heard that he and Cen Xiao were in a relationship, they might explode.

Xiao Muran could tell that Li Rong kept vigilance and distance from her.

That's right, after going through so much, it's impossible not to be wary of people.

This is a disaster that can destroy people's minds, and it is not easy to survive.

Thinking of this, Xiao Muran began to feel distressed again.

She suddenly remembered something, hurried to the podium, rummaged through her bag, and found a chocolate peanut energy bar.

The energy bar was a bit small, but it was better than nothing. It was originally for her to replenish her strength for these two classes, but she handed the energy bar to Li Rong.

Xiao Muran had a guilty face on his face: "I only brought this, you can eat a little, don't hurt your stomach again."

Li Rong held the energy bar in his hand, feeling a little complicated.

On the plastic package of the energy bar, there is still a light perfume smell, which is not pungent, it is a very light gardenia.

He suddenly had a feeling that Xiao Muran didn't care about everyone in this classroom except him.

And it's a matter of course that you don't care, frankly don't care, and don't even care what other people think.

It seems that to Xiao Muran, nothing is as important as filling Li Rong's stomach.

Song He ran back sweating profusely, and found that Li Rong was tearing open the package and slowly biting a chocolate bar.

Song He held two bags of bread and looked at him dully: "You...brought snacks?"

Li Rong shook his head, and said lightly, "Ms. Xiao gave it to me."

Song He sat down dully: "Oh... the teacher is really nice."

Li Rong rolled his eyes and dealt with Song He perfunctorily. All he could think about at the moment was, did Cen Wei say something to Xiao Muran?

Why did Xiao Muran treat him well?

Stuffing the chocolate bar into his stomach, Li Rong sent a message to Cen Ling.

[Li Rong: Are you back?Come find me in the lecture theater. 】

[Cen Wei: I'm back, do I want to bring you something to eat? 】

[Li Rong: No, did you tell your mother something? 】

[Cen Wei: What's wrong? 】

[Li Rong: Not only did she not trouble me, but she also cared about whether I had breakfast, isn't that unreasonable? 】

[Cen Wei: Why is it unreasonable, you are so cute. 】

[Li Rong: ... Come on less. 】

He knew that it was Cen Xiao's excuse to cover up the truth.

Although he and Cen Xiao have met each other 'candidly' and experienced 'hundreds of battles', occasionally, he still can't help but his cheeks get hot.