If you pretend to be A, you will be hugged and held high

"Brother Jiang! Shen Xi!" A loud voice called the names of Jiang Zejing and Shen Xi.

Shen Xi looked up, it was Yang Shulin.

Yang Shulin ran in from the door of the department, panting as if he had rushed all the way here.

"Shen Xi! I'm sorry for you." Yang Shulin apologized pitifully.

The body also bowed almost 90 degrees, and looked at Shen Xi eagerly with a sincere face.

"I didn't do it on purpose last night, huh." Yang Shulin cried, "I didn't expect that I would be like that, hahaha."

The appearance of crying and laughing made Shen Xi laugh.

Shen Xi thought to himself why this person is so interesting, there are so many psychological dramas, he is so cute.

Shen Xi didn't show his face, and calmly replied: "It's nothing, I know."

Shen Xi paused for a moment, took a meaningful look at Jiang Zejing, and continued, "Nothing happened to me, and I went to the doctor just now, and there is nothing serious about it."

"Ang? Have you seen a doctor? That's good! I was thinking of taking you there after class." Yang Shulin pouted and said aggrievedly.

Jiang Zejing, who was listening to the conversation between the two, saw Yang Shulin's movement and couldn't help but kicked him.

"Keep your mouth shut and I'll beat you." Jiang Zejing threatened.

Yang Shulin's little mouth pouted even higher.

"Shen Xi, look. Brother Jiang bullied me, so beat him up for me." Yang Shulin complained to Shen Xi.

Hearing this, Jiang Zejing looked at Shen Xi to see if he made any moves.

When Shen Xi heard Yang Shulin's words, he also turned his head to look at Jiang Zejing, glanced at him expressionlessly, then reached out his hand and slapped Jiang Zejing on the shoulder in a strange way.

Not very hard, just hit it lightly.

Jiang Zejing laughed immediately.

He didn't even know why he was smiling, he just thought the little boy in front of him was very cute.

Yang Shulin didn't expect that Shen Xi would really help him beat Jiang Zejing, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly grabbed Shen Xi's hand.

"Shen Xi, you are really my good son." Yang Shulin said.

Shen Xi pulled his hand away and said, "Stop it, don't do this."

"Okay. Enough is enough for you, class will start later." Jiang Zejing said from the side.

Afternoon classes are from 3.30 to 4.50.It happened to be an English class, and it was already 3.20, and most of the people in the department had finished.There are only a few people left, and now they are also preparing to take materials to class.

Each class in Star City University has a special department to store things, just like junior high school, but the place where students attend classes is not in the department.Every teacher has a different teaching location, which may be in a very professional laboratory or in a classroom with simple tables and chairs.

"It's almost time, let's go." Jiang Zejing stood up and patted Shen Xi on the head.

"Huh?" Shen Xi was puzzled.

"Go to class, it's better not to be late when you first come." Jiang Zejing said.

Shen Xi obliged, followed Jiang Zejing, and Yang Shulin followed behind, chirping.

The classroom is in a small auditorium, with more than 100 seats, the middle seats are filled, and some people sit sporadically in the back rows.Generally speaking, the seats for college students to attend lectures are like this, the front row is empty, and the seats in the middle and back are full.

Shen Xi, Jiang Zejing and Yang Shulin came late, so they had to sit in the back. What Shen Xi didn't know was that even if he came early, Jiang Zejing would still sit in the back, and it had nothing to do with whether it was sooner or later.

After the three sat down, the teacher card came slowly.

The person who came was a male teacher with glasses. He was in his early thirties, with a refined temperament, gentle and jade-like, and a tall and thin figure, resembling an ancient teacher.

Shen Xi is far away, but it can still be seen that this is a very well-educated and knowledgeable teacher.Temperament can't be learned, and it can't be faked.

Seeing that Shen Xi was curious, Jiang Zejing explained to him: "Xu Jing, the English professor, is our English major teacher. I can see him most of the time, and he is very nice."

Shen Xi hummed and began to listen to the class seriously.

Jiang Zejing and Yang Shulin also sat up straight and began to listen to the class.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and most of the class had passed.Yang Shulin had already successfully prostrated himself on the table and went to meet Zhou Ding.He slept soundly, and the sound did not disturb him at all.

While Jiang Zejing was looking at something with his mobile phone, Shen Xi couldn't tell what it was, but only saw curves, like stocks and company income curves.

Only Shen Xi was listening to the class seriously.Shen Xi saw that the two rows of students in front of him were drowsy. This teacher Xu's lectures were humorous, balanced between work and rest, and he had a wealth of knowledge, which was very attractive.

Shen Xi felt extremely strange.

It's not that Jiang Zejing doesn't listen to the lectures, but for him, the lectures taught by Teacher Xingcheng University don't have much effect on him.What's more, this class is the first class of the new term. Based on his understanding of Xu Jing, it is definitely not the main point.

Jiang Zejing's English is very good, whether it is oral English or theoretical knowledge, he is far superior to his peers.He also studied abroad, but it was only when he was a child.Being in China does not affect his high level of English.

But Shen Xi didn't know, he just felt that Jiang Zejing didn't want to attend class and his academic performance was not good.