Yishi Yijia

Lu Jingxing looked at his friend who suddenly laughed at the phone, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

And his premonition is strange, it has always been good and not bad.

To what extent is it accurate?

For example, there was a final exam before. He thought that Xie Kun would fail the course in modern history. Later, when the results came out, this person was really stuck out of the door with a lucky number of 59 points.

There are many similar situations. After many times, Xie Kun even gave him two big gifts: a flag and a pair of sunglasses.

Lu Jingxing felt that he was ill. After looking around the sunglasses, he still couldn't understand what he meant: "What are you doing?"

Xie Kun pointed to the door very seriously: "Xing, there is a lot of traffic on the street outside, you can move a stool over there, put on your sunglasses and sit there."

Lu Jingxing: "What?"

"Fortune-telling!" Xie Kun patted him on the shoulder: "Axing, if you work hard in this business, you might make more money than being a lawyer in the future!"

How could Lu Jingxing live up to his good intentions, and immediately gave him a guess.

Half a month later, the final grade of the sophomore year came down, and Xie Kun's English audio-visual failed.

In the past two years, Tang Mubai, as a bystander, had a clear premonition of Lu Jingxing's magic, but he didn't take it to heart, and the smile on his lips continued: "I don't even have the right to laugh, right?"

"Yes."

"Are you so ruthless?"

"Come on," Lu Jingxing glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, because the distance was not close and the light reflected, so he didn't see the content on it very lightly, but the two heads were bright and he felt very familiar, "When are you? Added my sister's WeChat?"

Tang Mubai pressed the power button, the screen went black, he lifted his eyelids: "Forget it."

Lu Jingxing: "What are you talking about?"

Tang Mubai: "You care?"

Lu Jingxing really wanted to take care of it, but before he could say anything, Xie Kun grabbed it first. He exaggeratedly said "eh": "Xing, do you like Xiaobai too?"

He drank a few cans of beer and lost his mind, and his expression was astonished as if he had discovered Napoleon in the New World. Lu Jingxing was too lazy to pay attention to him, and changed the question: "Did she confess to you?"

Her own sister knew that Lu Yining was not hot for three minutes. The reason why Lu Jingxing went with her was because she wanted her to hit the south wall, otherwise she would not give up.

But now it seems that this south wall is about to be knocked down by her.

Lu Jingxing only put down his heart for less than a long time, and said to himself: "Even if my sister confesses to you, you can't promise her."

Next to Xie Kun's sluggish brain for a long time, he patted Lu Jingxing's shoulder, "Don't worry, Axing, Xiaobai is not the kind of person who can eat grass by the side of the nest..."

As if afraid that his words would not be convincing, he paused for a few seconds, and then said: "Think about it, Wen Jing has liked him for so many years, and he still hasn't had a good time with her. How long has your sister known him? , if they can be together, I'll cut off my head and give you a kick!"

How could Lu Jingxing believe his nonsense, without blinking his eyes, he stared at Tang Mubai for a moment.

The client opened a can of Coke, and with the sound of "hissing" bubbles popping, he raised his eyes, and his tone was casually mixed with a half-point of disdain: "Well, Guang Kun's head will be kicked as a ball for you."

No matter how you want to play, it's not his.

After the heating was provided in the dormitory, Lu Yining wasn't quite used to it. In the first few days, he would wake up from the heat every morning.

But it was only limited to the first few days. The tail of autumn quickly swept across the northern city of Beicheng. When winter came, the temptation of heating came up.

The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is so great that the little girls in the dormitory don't even want to get out of the bed, let alone go to the teaching building across half of the campus.

Lu Yining was the most diligent among them. He got up early every day, never missed a professional class, and skipped a lot of electives to follow Tang Mubai to various boring medical classes.

It's almost the end of December.

After three o'clock in the afternoon on Thursday, Lu Yining skipped the elective course of music appreciation for the nth time. While sitting in the lecture hall facing the teacher who was talking on the podium with a piece of bone, Lu Yining fell asleep when the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. a moment.

Lu Yining was still a little sleepy, rubbed his eyes and took out his phone.

There was a message on WeChat from a female classmate in the next dormitory: [Yi Ning, didn't you come to class for today's music appreciation? 】Lu Yining ran halfway in a drowsy moment, and even his nerves became tense: 【Has the teacher named it? 】Female classmate: 【That's not true. 】

Just as Lu Yining was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another long string of text came from the opposite side: [The teacher has left homework to be handed in in class, and students who haven't handed it in will go to her office to hand it over to her before class next week. 】…

For the first time, Lu Yining took a medical class that had nothing to do with him.

She brought paper and a pen, and after asking the female classmate who was in the same music appreciation class as her what the homework was, it took half an hour to finish the homework.

As soon as the bell rang, the female classmate tacitly sent her the location of the music appreciation teacher's office, which was at the corner of the fifth floor of Building 3.

Lu Yining didn't say hello to Tang Mubai, slipped out the back door, and climbed to the fifth floor in one breath.

This medical class is a big class, an hour longer than music appreciation, so at this point in time, the teacher is probably in the office.

Lu Yining hadn't been to that class a few times, but she only knew that she was a female teacher who was over half a century old and still had a charm. Even her roommate next door told her what her name was.

At the door of the office, Lu Yining didn't knock on the door immediately and went in. After silently confirming the teacher's name in his heart, he just raised his hand to knock on the door, and the door was opened from the inside.

Lu Yining took a half step back subconsciously, her tone was respectful: "Hello, teacher, is Teacher Fu Yun here?"

Teacher Fu Yun, who was mentioned by her name, nodded with a strange look in her eyes: "Here."

Lu Yining was brought into the office like this.

As soon as the door was closed, she realized that the space inside was not small, but there was only one desk. Lu Yining looked around, then glanced at the teacher who brought her in just now, and after considering the words, she said, "Mr. Fu. not here?"

Fu Yun took a sip of tea, walked around Lu Yining, stopped, walked and stopped again. After a few laps, she stood in front of Lu Yining: "Yes."

Lu Yining: "...Where?"

Fu Yun is very serious: "In front of you."

Lu Yining: "…"

Fu Yun looked at her a few times, "Classmate, this semester should be over, you still don't know what the teacher looks like?"

Lu Yining lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

After her silence, only the breathing of two people remained in the office. I don't know how long it took. Just when Lu Yining's scalp started to go numb, someone knocked on the door a few times.

There are no rules, and there is no way of distinguishing the length and the length, it should just be knocked casually.

Fu Yun turned to look at the door, "Please come in."

The door was quickly pushed open.

Lu Yining was still keeping her head down, and she was well behaved. It was really wrong for her to skip class, but fortunately, she had a good attitude, and the little girl was beautiful, so Fu Yun was not too angry, she took another sip of tea: "Say Why did you skip class?"

"…"

When the teacher asked questions, he couldn't help but reply, Lu Yining could only vaguely say: "...there is something very important."

"Every time there is something important?"

Lu Yijing nodded with a stiff scalp.

Someone sat down on the sofa next to him, and Fu Yun's attention was distracted a little. He glanced at the person on the sofa: "What are you doing here again?"

"come and see."

As for who to see, he didn't say.

In fact, just after class, Tang Mubai noticed that Lu Yining had slipped out through the back door.

Although this girl's liking for him is not too blatant, but she did not hide it. In the past, when get out of class was over, she had to brush her presence in front of him more or less. Today is an exception. faster than a rabbit.

Usually, I would like to walk up the stairs for five minutes, but this time I didn't even use a minute to climb five floors. Tang Mubai followed him all the way. After waiting outside for a few minutes, he didn't see any movement inside, so he knocked on the door.

The boy's voice was cold and clean, which Lu Yining was very familiar with.

She raised her head subconsciously, her eyes fell on the man, and she didn't take it back for a while.

Fu Yun: "Look at what he does, is he the one who prevented you from taking classes?"

"…"

It was only then that Fu Yun realized something was wrong. She glanced at Tang Mubai, then at Lu Yining, and said tentatively, "Is it really him?"

Lu Yining didn't speak.

Fu Yun originally planned not to bother with her, but when he heard that she skipped class because of such a trivial matter, he frowned: "Name."

"...Lu Yining."

"Write a three-thousand-word review and give it to me in class next week."

Lu Yining didn't dare to say anything else, and just obediently replied "Okay", the man next to him chuckled lightly.

Fu Yun finally looked straight at his son, who had a good skin bag while sitting or not.

It's okay not to look at it, the more you look at it, the more angry you are.

It was better when I was a child. When I grew up, I was like a butterfly. Flying from east to west, I knew how to attract bees and butterflies. Fu Yun didn't get angry and glared at him: "And you, follow me too. Write."

"What am I reviewing?" Tang Mubai didn't feel that something was wrong with him at all, and his tone was very innocent, so innocent that he was a little flat, "Do you review why you are handsome and rich?"

Fu Yun: "…"

She really wanted to get a teacup and paste it over there.

Forget it, it was born.