Nightmare Attack

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's expression immediately changed delicately, from the initial embarrassment to the worry caused by the fear of being called out, and finally the determination to make a decision. ReadМ

"Did you skip class?" The senior student was obviously very experienced. He immediately saw through Jiang Cheng's true nature, and she seemed a little unhappy.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Why did you skip class?" the senior asked, frowning.

"I just want to come and see what the senior is doing." Jiang Cheng took out two cups of milk tea from behind and placed them on the table. He moved cautiously, as if he was worried that his move would make the senior angry.

Seeing the milk tea on the table, the senior sister opened her eyes slightly and said, "You skipped class just to give it away."

Jiang Cheng raised his head and glanced at his senior sister. The moment his eyes came into contact, Jiang Cheng lowered his head and his cheeks turned slightly red.

The next second, he said in a stammering voice: "Senior, it was me before. I'm not good. I shouldn't let you recall such terrible things."

"I've been feeling uncomfortable since I left, and I've been distracted in the last class. When I think about you being alone and having to be on duty here, I worry that you will be scared, so that's why"

"I won't do it next time." Jiang Cheng lowered his head, looked at the tips of his shoes, and said in a voice that only he and his senior could hear.

After a long while, Jiang Cheng thought that it was almost done, and then he raised his head, his confused eyes almost collapsed, "Senior sister, if you don't like it, then I will..."

"You're here." The senior sister pursed her lips, her eyes and voice became gentle, and her face became a little unnatural, "Then sit down for a while, it's too late for you to go back now."

"Thank you, senior sister."

"But don't make any noise. This is the school doctor's office, and I still have to work, you know?" The senior sister showed a very principled attitude.

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng handed over the milk tea, "Senior, drink the milk tea while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."

The senior sister continued to sit in her seat and write on the blue notebook.

While drinking milk tea, Jiang Cheng walked over and stood beside her, finding that she was writing something like a weekly newspaper.

And it seems that the senior sister is having a hard time writing. From time to time, she has to look through another folder and extract some sentences and vocabulary from it.

After reading for a while, Jiang Cheng also saw some clues. What she wrote was probably not her own, but was written for a certain teacher.

"Senior." Jiang Cheng pretended to be very curious and asked, "Do you need to complete all of this alone?"

"These belong to several teachers. They were on a business trip and didn't have time to make them, so they asked me to help make up some. The senior sister's voice also sounded a little resentful. After exhaling, she said: "Something happened to the old professor. The old professor is not in good health. Now Several teachers were replaced in charge of this area. "

Speaking of the old professor, the senior sister seemed to suddenly realize something and immediately changed the topic, but such a thing could never escape Jiang Cheng's eyes.

He came here just to talk.

In previous exchanges, the senior student in front of me inadvertently mentioned an old professor.

She said that the old professor told her that the door to the warehouse could not be locked at all, and that as long as she did not go near the warehouse at night, she would be fine.

Obviously, this old professor is an insider.

The main purpose of Jiang Cheng's trip was to find out this person's identity.

But now Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and scanned the senior sister's body. It was obviously not yet time.

Then, he complained in a dissatisfied tone: "Senior, it's too hard for me to write such a thick book. When will I finish writing it?"

After saying that, without waiting for the senior sister's reply, he reached out and took away the blue notebook that the senior sister was writing in a more forceful manner, "Senior sister, let me try it, okay? You sit down and take a rest."

The senior sister just thought he was trying to show off, and reached out to take it back, "Stop making trouble, you are an engineering student, if you can't do it, give it back to me quickly."

The senior sister is not joking, because these teachers are here to replace the original old professors, so a large part of their research directions are related to psychology.

Her major was not in these areas, so it was very difficult to write. She had to look up information and excerpt from previous notes.

She is like this, let alone a layman like Jiang Cheng who is completely engineering.

Jiang Cheng didn't argue too much. He had stood there and looked at it for a while, and he roughly understood that this thing didn't need to be too delicate, it was just for inspection.

At first glance, it looks passable.

Jiang Cheng spread the blue notebook on the table, and instead of continuing on the page where his senior sister had half written, he replaced it with a new page.

Even if this doesn't work, it won't force the senior sister to rewrite it. At worst, she can just tear the page out, and there won't be any discrepancies in the handwriting.

Following the example in another book, Jiang Cheng began to write. The senior sister had nothing to do with him, so she moved her wrist and stood beside him to read.

But after a while, the senior sister's eyes changed.

Jiang Cheng's handwriting is very beautiful. After holding the pen, his whole temperament is different from before.

The brush strokes are sharp, and each stroke is like completing a work of art.

What surprised the senior sister even more was that this man did not need to look up information at all when writing notes, and some professional vocabulary in psychology came one after another, which was very close to the sample essays given to her by the teacher.

The senior opened her mouth slightly and couldn't help but look at his face, seemingly wanting to ask him, but Jiang Cheng didn't give him the chance, leaving her with only half a focused profile.

The moment he picked up the pen, it seemed that the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Just like that, Jiang Cheng wrote and the senior sister read. Soon, one page was finished.

Jiang Cheng put away his pen and fastened the pen cap with a "snap" sound. It was full of ceremony, like a swordsman sheathing his sword.

"Senior sister." Jiang Cheng handed the folder to the woman and returned to his previous warm smile, "Look, is this okay?"

"You" the senior sister was absent-minded for a moment and blurted out: "How can you be so good?"

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips and said with some embarrassment: "My grandparents and my parents are both doctors, so I know a little bit about it through my ears and eyes."

"Do you come from a medical family?" The senior sister was a little surprised.

At this time, Jiang Cheng's arm moved inadvertently and knocked off the pen on the table. The senior sister subconsciously bent down to pick it up. Her milk tea was left on the table, very close to Jiang Cheng's milk tea.

Taking advantage of the moment when the senior bent down, Jiang Cheng quickly switched the positions of the two cups of milk tea, and then pretended that nothing was wrong and waited for the senior to get up.

Because the two cups of milk tea look very similar in appearance, you can’t even notice them unless you look carefully.

The two chatted a lot about this topic, and the senior naturally picked up the cup of milk tea that originally belonged to Jiang Cheng and drank it as her own cup.

But after just one sip, he realized something was wrong. Then he looked down at the milk tea and his face became embarrassed.