Maid’s Diary: Devil Master, Please Behave

"Um..." Munan blinked, and found that all the dudes in the class had put down their work, and a pair of eyes fell on her.

There is anticipation, irony, doubt, jokes...

Surrounded by numerous palette-like eyes, Munan felt that he was a clown on stage, and he felt a little stomachache.

She urged sadly, and finally understood the Chinese saying "there are very few books when they are used." She is not a genius. God opened many doors for her, but she closed the window of literature so hard that she couldn't pry it open. Since childhood, my dad has “emphasized martial arts and despised literature”, so that Munan's best way to hypnotize is to read a monograph on literature.

I want to sleep when I see the cover of a famous book; I want to go into a coma when I open a famous book; I want to feign death after reading a famous book; I don't even remember Chinese after reading a famous book.

"Ithink——itisverygood." After holding back for a long time, Mu Nan came out with the purest and straightforward English. Secretly covered his belly with his hands to hide his embarrassment.

The British professor was dumb.

There were a few boys in the class snickering laughter.

Gu Yuze's cool gaze swept across the classroom, and the few smirking boys instantly fell into a cold sweat and bowed their heads, wishing to seal their mouths with tape.

Gu Yuze stood up quietly, dragged Mun Nan down, and slowly said: "MyassistantdidnotunderstandShakespeare,andIansweredforhim.Shakespeare\'sscriptisthekindofreadingisverystraightforward,thelanguageisveryreadingthestory-thepastfewfewplaywrightscandothis..."

Munan sat down with his waist, touched the bridge of his nose, and watched the fluent and tactful English overflow between his lips and teeth. Xu Xulanglang, like an ancient nobleman talking solemnly and casually. Gu Yuze talks casually, from the ancient origin to the present influence, in a structured, detailed and clear manner, such as everyone in literature who is appreciating Shakespeare, and every word is rational.

The British classroom was puzzled at first, and then shocked, so that in the end he was dumbfounded and full of "excellent".

When Gu Yuze dropped the last word, the classroom was full of thunderous applause.

"Wonderful! MayIknowyourname, boy?" The British professor was pleased to stroke his beard. He originally came from the Royal Academy of England, and his status was distinguished. Looking at Gu Yuze, the handsome guy is handsome. The more he looks, the more pleasing he looks. He has already imagined accepting an aristocratic apprentice, swimming in the ocean of literature, and sharing the prosperity of the world hand in hand.

Gu Yuze's thin lips hooked slightly and said, "Gu Yuze."

The British professor was stunned. Hearing these three words, all the beautiful visions conceived in his mind were all broken. As Lei Guaner, I am ashamed.

The girls' admiration and admiration shine brightly or secretly, and the boys are awed and jealous. Gu Shao, the head of the Big Three of Shenghua Academy, shocked everyone not only by his outstanding family, but also by his own unparalleled talent.

Some people are born to be looked up to, such as Gu Yuze.

Munan sometimes even wondered how much virtue he had accumulated in his previous life, or that his family had a good relationship with the King of Yama, to have such a good life. Even if you have money and look handsome, Nima is still so talented, how can she make a small civilian like her live?

The rich are not scary, but the scary thing is that the rich are educated.

In ancient times, Gu Yuze was a hero of Cao Cao who sought power to usurp the country. He was good at everything except his poor character.

"What are you looking at, I am jealous of Ben Shao's talent?" Gu Yuze sat down and saw Munan's expression hesitating, and he was dazed by a fox looking at the little chicken.

Munan replied sincerely: "Master, when will you be like an ordinary dude? I sympathize with the noble children in Shenghua Financial District. I foresee how those who inherit the family property will give away their family property in the near future. In your pocket."

Gu Yuze found that Munan's brain nerves were different from ordinary people. When he changed to an ordinary person, he cried and sighed that God was unfair. Since childhood, he has always been the focus of everyone's jealous look up, and no one can match him, except that there is no jealous look on Munan's face. He is pure and white, only the small unhealed wound on his right cheek.

"Yo, don't look at me like that." Munan sneered, coughing lightly, keeping his eyes closed, "Could it be that I would jump into the river and commit suicide because my English is not as good as you? I want to be beautiful, my life is worth money~"

Gu Yuze found that there was no slightest inferiority complex on this person's face. Facing the huge gap of difference between the two, she could face it calmly. Perhaps this is what makes Munan different. In her world, everyone is equal and there is no difference between good and bad.

And Munan's idea is very pure, there are many unequal things in the world, why bother to compare everything? The so-called people are more than popular, Munan is thick-skinned, only angering people, and never being angry.

Besides, she is no less inferior to Gu Yuze in terms of character, face value, and force value.

The English literature class ended in the bell, and Munan glanced at Gu Yuze, who was still sleeping and sleeping, and quietly moved outside the classroom.

The small step moved around and moved to the men's room. The thief squinted his eyes and got in when he saw no one.

Just now in class, Munan felt that there was something wrong with his stomach, and there was a strange pain in his stomach.

Sure enough, Munan opened her mouth blankly, her red relatives came... Mu Xiaonan's children's shoes and then counted, alas, she has been in Shenghua for two months, and this aunt is actually the first time .

Now the problem is quite serious.

auzw.com seemed to sense the master's heart in his stomach, and he kept twitching happily. Mu Nan grinned with pain, and the alarm bell suddenly sounded.

she was! pain! through! Up!

No matter how much Munan looks like a man, he is still a woman in essence, and there are still lovely red and gorgeous relatives visiting every month. How can she solve this kind of trouble in this huge area of ​​Shenghua?

I can’t tell Gu Yuze, hey, master, my aunt is here these past few days, please raise your hands and avoid trouble? Gu Yuze didn't kick her out of the Qingkong Mansion.

Munan clutched his belly, turned his head quickly, and finally walked out of the toilet in shock. Sent a text message to Gu Yuze and hurriedly left.

***

school clinic.

"The wound on your arm is very serious. It was scratched by a sharp tool like a knife. Apply some medicine, go back to avoid getting water, and let the family doctor check it again. It will heal soon."

"Thank you, Doctor Jiangcheng." The boy smiled shyly, his lips were pale, and there was sweat on his forehead from pain. He put down his sleeves, covering his arms wrapped in white gauze.

Very few students come to the school hospital, and there are very few boys. Jiang Cheng looked at the boy's name specially-Ma Kun, the little son of the Ma family.

The white glass door opened, the white curtain was raised, and a slender figure slowly walked in. Munan and Ma Kun passed by. Ma Kun saw Munan, his body was visibly shaking, and then he hurried away.

Munan looked back at the left back, with short yellow hair, a khaki coat, loose slacks, and black sports shoes. His left wrist was injured, and the wound seemed to be on the inside of his wrist.

"Brother Jiangcheng--this student has a tendency to self-abuse?" Munan blinked, closed the door, and left the lock, pretending to sit on the patient's seat as usual, looking at his aching belly with one hand.

Jiang Cheng put aside the ink pen in his hand and looked at Munan in surprise: "Making yourself? How come, this classmate said that he was accidentally cut his hand with a knife, and he didn't want to say anything, so he asked me for treatment.

"Impossible, this man is a right-handed man with a wound on the inner side of his left wrist. Either he committed suicide or he cut his left hand with his right hand." Munan touched his chin and recalled, a rare shrewdness floated in his black and white eyes.

What's even stranger is that the student just now was in a hurry, with his head down, in summer with long clothes and long sleeves, and deliberately lied to the school doctor, how it felt like he had just done something bad.

These exquisite reasoning flashed in his mind, Munan clutched his painful stomach, and felt that he should put down those who had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Cheng shook his head and smiled. He always knew that Munan was smart. His eyes fell inertially on that face, and after two glances, his eyes tightened.

Munan was still entangled and hesitated. It was the first time she encountered this dysmenorrhea problem. It was impossible to find a doctor to find the medicine. If we let people know that the handsome and unusual assistant next to Gu Shao Tang is actually a woman, this matter She didn't want to hang out in Shenghua if it was passed on.

After much deliberation, she felt that it would be better to confess to Jiang Cheng, who is a celebrity doctor, and a good friend of her childhood sweetheart, it would be better to... confess.

Munan struggled, Nuonuo asked, "Brother Jiangcheng, my mother's operation is over. Thank you for helping to send the money back."

Jiang Cheng smiled gently, and looked at Munan today. Today she was a little strange: "It's okay. I'm not good at cardiopulmonary treatments, and it's a pity that I can't help."

"No regrets, no regrets," Munan chuckled, his eyes erratic, and his white teeth habitually revealed, "Is there a specialty in surgery? Brother Jiangcheng, you can be a doctor at Shenghua College, which is enough to prove your first-class medical skills."

The face is calm, and I have already scolded countless sentences in my heart. In this situation, how should I tell Brother Jiang Cheng?

Munan has been cheeky for most of his life, and there is really no way to tell Jiang Cheng about dysmenorrhea, especially when the other party always thinks he is a man...

Jiang Cheng frowned without a trace. Today's Munan is very strange, erratic and drifting away. The delicate face was a little pale, and there was a few cold sweats on his forehead, as if he was holding back some pain.

"Your hand still hurts? After the accident that day, your body's nerves may be damaged. I'll take a look." Jiang Cheng got up and tried to check the condition of Munan's arm. Mu Xiaonan, who was guilty in conscience, yelled and hurriedly got out of the chair. He sprang up, stammered back a few steps to prevent Jiangcheng from approaching.

"Well, I, I'm fine, the injury on my hand has been healed long ago-hiss~" This violent exercise, the warm current in the lower abdomen mixed with pain, Munan grinned with pain.

Jiang Cheng Junyi's face appeared worried. Seeing that Munan would not allow him to come close, he couldn't help being a stern patient who did not cooperate with the treatment. He said in the usual tone of the doctor: "Xiao Nan, treatment of illness is a necessary process. If you don’t receive treatment if you feel unwell, you are irresponsible to your body."

Munan gritted his teeth.

When Old Paper came here, he was most responsible for himself!

She trot awkwardly drew the curtains, looked around the consultation room, covered the monitor again, got into the hospital bed behind the curtain, blushing, and pulled the white quilt to cover herself tightly.

Jiang Cheng stayed in the same place and couldn't laugh or cry. Why is this little girl crazy?

"Brother Jiangcheng, you may be unbelievable what I will say next, but it is true." Munan's voice sounded full of anger under the quilt.