You Sound Sleepy

Everyone knows the forum in K University. Recently, a professor Que was transferred from the old campus of the Faculty of Law and Research to teach international economic law to undergraduates.

I heard that the person is handsome and inexperienced, and the lesson is logically clear. It is the flower of the high ridge out of the mud but not stained.

In the back seat, Xu Tong was holding his mobile phone, flipping through forum posts and missed gossips, and sighed for the third time since class: "I knew it! I knew I had such a professor. I didn't even have a minute of class. It will be warped!"

Lin Mian on the side took out a notebook from his handbag and spread a page of paper on the table.

She looked at the page carefully for three seconds, then put down her notebook and sat upright, pretending to be serious, listening carefully.

Xu Tong was so regretful that he was bleeding, and shot a dozen or so secretly at the man on the podium from a distance, and took a look at Lin Mian's notebook.

It says in three big blood-red letters:

can not sleep.

Xu Tong: "..."

Just a few days ago, Lin Mian was still making a promise with Que that she would come to his class and would not be noisy or disturbed and would not sleep.

Before, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she lied to him so many times, so Lin Mian felt that it was very necessary for him to restore his trust in front of him.

However, half an hour later, Lin Mian just wanted to go back to the moment when she gave Que Qingyan a guarantee and withdrew the information.

sleepy.

The surging sleepiness couldn't be suppressed, Lin Mian supported his head, rubbed his temples and rubbed his eyes, his long hair fell, and his dangling eyelashes cast shadows in the sun.

"..." Lin Mian repeated the mistakes of the previous few classes, and was so sleepy that he wanted to bite his notebook, crying and saying, "Where is it not noisy or noisy and not sleeping..."

This is not noisy, just sleep, right?

On the podium, after turning over the previous page of courseware, Que Qingyan raised his eyes and dropped his gaze from the projection screen to the back of the amphitheater.

Lin Mian was so sleepy that he was unconscious, and a red mark was pressed on the palm of his white face. He occasionally regained his senses, staying sober for a short while with difficulty.

Que Qingyan's eyes darkened, and he took away the remote control pen.

He had never seen anything like this, frustrated and wronged, and looked reluctantly sleepy, for fear that he would be angry if he really fell asleep.

When she confessed to him that day, she was also panicked, blinking at him, and did not dare to call him Professor Que.

The word "que" was spoken out of nowhere.

After a while, in full view, Professor Que put down the remote control pen in his hand, and his slender hand picked up the roster on the corner of the table—

Start asking questions by name.

On the projection screen is an analysis of a contract case. The surroundings are quiet and silent, and everyone is waiting quietly on the screen for which is so unlucky...

Que Qingyan turned a page of the booklet in his hand, and said calmly: "Law Class Two and Three."

Lin Mian was still in a daze, and he heard Xu Tong taking a breath of horror beside him, and lowered his voice fearfully: "It's not me, right?"

"Lin Mian."

These two words were spoken clearly, and they were pronounced by Que Qing Ling Ling melodiously.

Xu Tong didn't react, and was stunned: "Is there a Lin Mian in our class?"

At the same time, Lin Mian was so sleepy that his forehead was about to hit the edge of the table, and he suddenly became sober when he heard his name.

She stood up when she heard the words, still with a hazy confusion in her eyes.

Que Qingyan joined the starting point list, tapped his fingers lightly, his voice was steady, and said: "Tell me about the terms applicable to the beginning and ending of responsibility."

His expression is natural, like an ordinary class question.

Lin Mian was unexpectedly called by him. After a few seconds of silence, he bowed his head guiltily, "I'm sorry, I..."

Root, I don’t understand...

"Do you know the right of stay clause?"

"..." Lin Mian tried to read the content of the courseware for a long while, gave up, and replied in a daze, "I don't know..."

Lin Mian felt very sad, and said to his heart, he wouldn't see her falling asleep just now...

Que Qingyan's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care, he asked casually, "Do you know what my name is?"

Compared with the first two, this question is surprisingly simple, as simple as a step for her. Lin Mian was inexplicably stunned, and glanced at him: "Qu... Qingyan."

Lin Mian's seat was far from the front row, Que Qing said that she didn't seem to hear clearly, she hesitated for a moment, and repeated it again.

Her ending sounded slightly, and her tone was still soft and sleepy.

Que Qingyan glanced at her and said, "Hmm", "Sit down."

A class is still going on, and after Lin Mian sits back again, he thinks about it and thinks something is wrong.

Que Qingyan already knew that she was not his student, and called her up by name and asked her professional-related questions.

He doesn't seem to be someone who wants to see her embarrassed in the public, so why...

After thinking for a while, Lin Mian recalled what he had asked her just now, and suddenly remembered, his face became hot little by little.

She glanced at the tall man in the distance, thought for a while, lowered her head and took out the phone.

Poke the WeChat dialog box.

Lin Mian: [If you are]

The first one was not finished, and his hands trembled.

Lin Mian took a deep breath and then took a deep breath, pressing his heartbeat to continue: [If you want to hear me call your name, I can call it to you in person. 】