I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

The sketch object is still the water cup.

After finishing the painting, Lin Xian took out yesterday's picture quality and compared it, and couldn't help nodding.

Very good, a little improvement, at least today's water glass looks more rounded.

Click!

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open.

I saw Wang Zejing walk into the living room with one hand supporting his waist and a small bag in the other.

The guy's face was full of depression, and the two dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible.

Seeing this, Lin Xian couldn't help laughing and said, "Old Wang, have you been sucked dry by a female ghost?"

Seeing Lin Xian, Wang Zejing showed a smile uglier than crying, and said stiffly: "I accidentally twisted my waist yesterday, so I went to prescribe some medicine in the morning."

Twist your waist?

Then why are you buying Liuwei Dihuang Wan?

Through the plastic bag, Lin Xian clearly saw the five large characters on the medicine box.

Liu Wei Di Huang Wan!

"Old Wang, as I said yesterday, our Jincai senior is not something ordinary people can control!" Lin Xian patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"hehe!"

Wang Zejing bravely said: "Brother Lin, you are joking 04, I really twisted my waist."

Seeing that he was still trying to maintain his dignity as a man, Lin Xian didn't point it out, patted him on the shoulder again, and said solemnly: "Okay, I believe in you, but take care of your health!"

"By the way, I won't go to class today. If the teacher calls the roll, Brother Lin, you can answer for me, and I'll treat you to dinner later."

After Wang Zejing finished speaking, he slowly walked into the small bedroom while supporting his waist.

After the door of the small dormitory was closed, Lin Xian couldn't bear it anymore and laughed out loud.

After a while, Zhang Kai and the others got up one after another.

After washing up, the five walked towards the teaching building with their books in their arms.

On the way, Zhang Kai suddenly asked, "By the way, Brother Wang hasn't come back yet?"

"Come back early!"

After Lei Hongguang answered, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I think, we should not have friends with senior girls. Freshman girls are actually pretty good."

"Why? Didn't you make an agreement with Brother Wang yesterday?" Zhang Kai immediately quit when he heard that. This guy wanted to get out of the order and was crazy.

But like Wang Zixuan, he has a sullen personality, he dares to say anything in private, and if he really wants to face girls alone, he won't fart.

We can only pin our hopes on the fellowship in the dormitory.

Hearing this, Lei Hongguang gave him a strange look and said, "Anyway, I won't go, I think freshman girls are pretty good."

This guy must have seen Wang Zejing's tragic situation, and he was probably frightened.

The main class in the morning is Chinese, but for Lin Xian, no class is important, he is all about mathematics anyway.

Ling Youyu came very early, and her petite figure sat alone in the back row.

Sitting down beside her, Lin Xian smiled and said, "That doll is very cute, I like it very much!"

"Really...really...really?"

Ling Youyu tightly clutched the ballpoint pen in her small hands, blushing.

"real!"

Lin Xian nodded and asked curiously, "Did you buy that doll, or did you make it yourself?"

For simple vocabulary, Ling Youyu sometimes speaks, but once it exceeds five words, she habitually expresses it in words.

I saw her holding a pen and writing on the paper: I pinched it myself.

"It's ok! It's beautifully pinched!" Lin Xian praised with a smile.

Didn't expect her to have this ability.

And to be honest, that doll is really good-looking.

After receiving his praise, Ling Youyu's little face turned even redder.

Thinking of the little girl's figure of 90 points, Lin Xian couldn't help but glanced at her bear mouth.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help asking softly: "Ling Youyu, what size underwear are you wearing?"

"Well!"

Ling Youyu let out a soft cry, her pretty face instantly turned into a ripe cherry, and she lay down on the table, covering her head like an ostrich.

"Well..………"

Seeing this scene, Lin Xian laughed twice.

No, this girl is too funny.

too sensitive!

Before, he was only skeptical, but now he is sure that if he kissed her, she would really faint.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian didn't dare to tease her anymore. He opened Xu Senlin's "Mathematical Analysis" and began to read the book seriously.

Many girls in the class also saw the scene just now, and gathered together in twos and threes to whisper.

"Heh! You can pretend!" A long-haired girl glanced at Ling Yuyu and sneered.

"Who makes parents look beautiful!"

"What's the use of being pretty? With her short legs of 1.5 meters, Lin Xian probably won't be interested once the novelty wears off.

"I heard that Ling Youyu seems to have congenital stuttering. Is it a bit bad for us to say that?" A girl hesitated.

"Who knows if it's just pretending? Forget it, let's not talk about her."

The teacher who teaches speechlessness in college is a middle-aged woman who looks around the sea.

Maybe it's because she has been exposed to writing all the year round, which makes her have a bookish atmosphere, and with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, she feels very intellectual.

There was no roll call and no sign-in. After putting down the textbooks, Gu Hai made a brief self-introduction, and then began to lecture.

Although the teacher does not call names, he likes to ask questions. In just ten minutes, three students had already stood up to answer questions.

Lin Xian was reading the book with relish when he suddenly heard Gu Hai's voice.

"Student Wang Zejing, please tell me what is the earliest collection of poems in the pre-Qin period?"

Wang Zejing?

Hearing this name, Lei Hongguang and the others frowned.

Lin Xian sighed and stood up slowly.

There is no way, since you promised Lao Wang, you must keep your promise.

"The earliest collection of poetry is the Book of Songs!"

Fortunately, the questions Gu Hai asked were not difficult, and the answers were in the books. She just wanted to use this method to test whether the students were listening to the class.

Gu Hai looked at Lin Xian, smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Very good, please sit down.

Lin Xian frowned, he felt that teacher Gu Hai's smile seemed to be a bit wicked.

That's right, it's bad fun.

Not long after Lin Xian sat down, Teacher Gu Hai asked again: "The earliest source of romantic poetry, which book of poetry did it come from? Lin Xian, you have to go back and forth on this question."

Fuck!

At this moment, Lin Xian finally understood the meaning of Teacher Gu Hai's smile.

All of a sudden, more than 200 people in the class turned their heads and looked at Lin Xian with strange eyes.

At this time, how could he not understand.

Gu Hai obviously knew him, so when he called Wang Zejing just now, when he saw himself standing up, the group immediately called him.

Why!

It's not good to be too famous, at least you can't help people order it.

Lin Xian sighed, bravely stood up again, and replied, "The source is Chuci!"

Gu Hai's smile remained unchanged, and he teased, "Student Lin Xian looks very familiar!"

Immediately, the others couldn't bear it anymore, bursts of joyous laughter resounded in the classroom.