You Sound Sleepy

The next day, the editor arranged the itinerary of the signing event, sorted out the schedule in hand, sent an email to Lin Mian, and made a phone call by the way.

"It may be a bit hard to sign for two days in a row. There are many people going to the carnival this time, and two more assistants will be arranged in the club tomorrow. The organizer has already contacted him." The editor turned off the computer and thought of Mu Mian. The teacher's deceptive image of a soft voice on the outside, and added an extra sentence, "I should wear a mask at the scene."

Lin Mian turned on the hands-free phone, still holding a bag of milk in his mouth, and responded vaguely.

"The fans are too enthusiastic. It's not good. Last year, a fan rushed to kiss Teacher Guan Tao. That emoticon is still posted on the editorial department as a treasure of the town house." The editor chatted for a few words, listening to the other side absent-mindedly, and asked, Teacher, are you busy?"

The other party's voice was more vague: "Fang Gongxi."

edit:"……"

Lin Mian finally turned out the box from the bottom of the storage box and transferred the milk bag to his hand. This time he spoke clearly: "Put things."

Last night, Linmian Babadi asked for a tie from Que Qingyan. She thought about where to put the tie all morning. After much deliberation, she found the box for the collection of Blu-ray discs, and rolled the tie together and put it in.

The scary portrait on the cover of the Blu-ray Disc was half-hidden by the black tie, and it suddenly seemed a bit funny.

Lin Miansi didn't feel that he had insulted the dignity of a horror dish. After putting away the box contentedly, he took the milk back again and moved to the wall of the workshop to take a look.

A printed work schedule was posted on the wall, which was sent to her by Que Qingyan earlier.

He will continue to teach master and doctor students this afternoon, and will deal with affairs in the office in the morning.

The schedule was printed in original color, and the morning schedule was marked with two red letters concisely next to it:

Not busy.

The time for the signing event was tight, Lin Mian had to leave early tomorrow, and did not forget to make a change to K University before leaving.

The office building of the law school professor is hidden behind the green Fusheng park, next to the research building of the law school. Lin Mian had been here several times, and walked around the path in a familiar way, silently recalling it by the way.

In the past, she came here either by Que Qingyan for training or for review. This is the first time she came here without any guilt.

Although her purpose this time was not so... grandiose.

Lin Mian passed by the scientific research building and glanced inadvertently. Twos and threes of students were coming out of the building with their bags on their backs. They had just finished a high-intensity moot court with a look of irresistible fatigue.

Seeing this, Lin Mian stopped on the spot for a while, and quickly went through the schedule of Que Qingyan in his mind.

The case that Que Qingyan took is temporarily reported to a stage. Next, in addition to the time to teach students in school, he will also give lectures, bring topics, and evaluate thesis...

All in all, he may be busier.

Lin Mian put away the delicate and careful Si Die Ba Die Ba that came out of her, and looked for the next best thing, sadly said that she would not stick to him, she just left after a few words.

Before the melancholy was over, Lin Mian was stopped outside the porch of the office halfway.

"Lin Mian? What a coincidence, why did you come here?" Xu Zhulai sent the materials for the research project, and saw his old classmate at the door of the boss from a distance. He was a little bit astonished when he was surprised. My boss?"

Lin Mian responded.

Xu Zhuduo took a look and found that Lin Mian didn't have anything in her hand this time. It was estimated that she was simply visiting people.

At the beginning, Lin Mian asked him a lot about what he had said. Xu Zhu also felt that the other party was simply rushing to the class with their talents.

Xu Zhu and Lin Mian had known each other when they were in university. At that time, the latter would go to attend other classes for the purpose of manga creation. They had encountered Xu Zhu's own professional class many times. So when Lin Mian asked Que Qingyan, Xu Zhu didn't take it to heart, so he shared his mentor's itinerary.

later……

Later, Xu Zhu stared at Lin Mian's WeChat reply "I want to send flowers" and turned into a mallet.

Don't forget to send flowers, this time I go to the office directly.

According to his boss's temper, Lin Mian should be told that he was crying in person.

"You may not know," Xu Zhu planned to put the club to the end, and persuaded with all his heart, "I used to have a direct sister, who liked my boss very much, but also came over to give small gifts in two days when my boss was away. Knit a scarf yourself and send it here, guess what?"

The last question also brings a sense of suspense to telling ghost stories.

Lin Mian looked complicated, and asked, "How's it going?"

"One day when she came to deliver things, my boss happened to be in the office. My boss said something. She walked away in a minute after entering the door, crying." Xu Zhu had a mysterious tone and carried the sense of suspense to the end, "You Do you want to know..."

"...I don't want to." Lin Mian listened for a long time before suffocating, "You let me in first."

Xu Zhukan persuaded him for the sake of his old classmates, but he didn't want to stop him. Seeing that Lin Mian's knocking on the door hadn't gone down, he stopped, then hung down like giving up, and turned around slowly with the doorknob.

Lin Mian pursed her lips, and seemed to ask in a low voice reluctantly: "What did you say?"

"Self-cultivation and clear law." Xu Zhu added, "Our school's motto. In fact, there is the second half of the sentence, "Self-cultivation and clear law. Don't forget the original intention."

He didn't say anything to refuse directly, but put himself in the position of the teacher lightly, leaving the last half sentence to be completed by himself. Leave plenty of room, but also gave a step.

Lin Mian could imagine Que Qingyan's indifferent expression when he said this, thinking for a moment, it must be exactly the same as when he punished her to write a 20,000-character review.

"There are too many examples of this," Xu Zhu patiently persuaded, "They are all failure cases. My boss is the flower of Gaoling who can't eat the fireworks in the world, and he can't move it."

Xu Zhu rushed to deliver the subject materials and didn't stay at the door much. Seeing Lin Mian still pestering in place, he glanced with compassion and sympathy, knocked on the door and went in.

...

In the office, papers and materials are neatly lined up on a mahogany table, and Que Qingyan is on the phone.

"...Then I'll make an appointment. But Quinn, in fact, I've mentioned it to you a few times, and I haven't seen you agree to go." On the other side of the phone, Cheng Ze smiled, "Is it possible to play polo this time? Take the little girl?"

There was a knock on the door, Que Qingyan briefly mentioned a few words, and hung up the phone:

"Come in."

Xu Zhu was the time to come in to hand in some materials. Seeing that Que was busy and didn't dare to delay, he greeted him and just wanted to leave when he saw his old classmate also followed in.

"..." While Que Qingyan was still looking through the paper, Xu Zhu stopped Lin Mian and winked at her without saying a word, "Why are you still coming in?"

Xu Zhu hates that iron can't make steel. He said in his heart that he has said so clearly. When Lin Mian is next, would he still want to perform a Qiong Yao-style run of tears?

After thinking about it, he secretly sighed, how could he have such a wayward and stubborn old classmate?

Willful and stubborn Lin Mian: "..."

Que Qingyan didn't lift his eyes, and asked indifferently: "Is there anything else?"

Xu Zhu retracted his hand and hurried back: "It's okay."

Unable to stop Lin Mian, Xu Zhu had to walk out on his own. Before closing the door, he fought an old father's heart and couldn't help but look twice.

At the desk, Que Qingyan turned a page of paper, inadvertently raised his eyes, and just glanced at Lin Mian who was a silent statue in front of him.

Tomorrow Lin Mian will catch a plane to S city, Que Qingyan didn't expect her to come. His slender finger bones touched his eyebrows, put the pen down and got up, his voice suppressed a little smile: "Why didn't you make a sound just now?"

"I see you are busy..." Lin Mian sacked in the seat opposite the desk, without looking away from the other person, promised, "I'll just look around for a while, I won't make any noise, and I won't bother you. "

"Have you eaten?" Que Qingyan glanced at the time and added, "What do you want to eat at noon?"

He still has classes in the afternoon, and she won't stick him until noon. Lin Mian shook his head, suppressing the feeling of excitement that he was about to agree, and reluctantly said with understanding, "Stop eating, I just come to see you... I'll leave later."

After speaking, he really raised his eyes and looked at Que Qingyan carefully.

After reading it, Lin Mian went through what Xu Zhu said just now in his mind, and tried to think about it. If she was really his student, she would definitely pursue her professor without hesitation.

Que Qingyan noticed Lin Mian's series of small movements. Before asking, she suddenly whispered: "Que Qingyan."

He responded.

"I haven't had many suitors until now." The topic was abrupt, Lin Mian took a deep breath, bit the scalp and continued, recalling his own emotional history, and said in confusion, "There may be some, four or five, but They are not very familiar."

Que Qingyan heard that she then began to carefully review the history of the suitor, concealing the name information, and picked up the time and progress to mention it again.

Lin Mian didn't mean to show off his love history. She set up a long list, and finally returned to the topic with red ears: "I have told you my suitor, and you will have new suitors in the future..." She closed her eyes, and the sense of crisis finally defeated the shame. , Softly completed the words, "Can you tell me too?"

After listening to Que Qingyan, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, and asked, "Am I included among those suitors you just mentioned?"

"You are not a suitor," cultivate one's own body, and don't forget the original intention. Lin Mian was still organizing his words, and suddenly this sentence flashed in his mind, without a word before he could not tune in, and he went on smoothly, "You are... the original intention."

Speaking out, it's almost a love sentence.

There was silence for a while.

Lin Mian wanted to have a good chat, but he couldn't control it when he saw Que Qingyan, so he dared to say anything. Annoyed, she rubbed the chair cushion with her fingertips, closed her mouth obediently, and stopped talking.

Que Qingyan understood, and suddenly laughed.

Okay. I also know to use the hospital training to tease him.

"Fa-study has a principle. Before a person is truly found guilty, he is considered innocent. It is called the presumption of innocence." Que Qingyan picked up the phone on the table, unlocked it, and pushed Lin Mian across the table. Slowly said, "Before you decide whether I have ambiguous suitors, shouldn't you also check it out first?"

The phone has been unlocked and the screen is shining brightly, staying in the original interface. His communication records, text messages, browsing content... as long as she wants, these can be clearly turned over.

Lin Mian didn't expect Que Qingyan to give such a personal thing to himself, and quickly retracted his gaze and explained, "I didn't want to know this, I just wanted to..."

"I know." He took the conversation, paused for a moment, and calmly said, "In fact, it is too much for you to change your heart."

Why is it unnecessary?

Lin Mian was a little confused at hearing, and looked up at him.

Que Qingyan lowered his eyes, his eyebrows were solemn: "After all, mine is already with you."

The next day, Lin Mian boarded the plane with several assistants from the magazine and flew to City S.

The activities of the carnival lasted for a whole week, and the popularity continued to rise. The signings of Mu Mian and several contracted cartoonists of "Sugar Heart" magazine were all placed in the first two days. The scene was crowded, and the signings continued from 2 pm to the end.

The signing and sale ended the next day, and the staff had already started to clear the venue. Lin Mian took care of things and was about to leave with his assistant, but was stopped by enthusiastic fans halfway.

The remaining fans lined up for several hours and didn't make it. They were reluctant to just leave, and they gathered around.

The assistant on the side couldn't stop so many fans, so he turned to ask for advice: "Teacher, do you still have to sign?"

"Ok."

Lin Mian stayed for a while, intending to find the pen in the bag again. Before turning to the signature pen, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the phone in the bag with the screen on, indicating that a call was received.

After two days of signing and drawing, the hands that answered the phone were shaking. Lin Mian didn't look at the phone display, and directly picked it up, clamped the phone between his shoulders and neck, signed the sale as he connected the phone, and responded.

After a short pause, a deep and sweet voice came from my ear: "Are you still busy?"

Lin Mian's signature motion paused, his eyes brightened, and he whispered very calmly: "I'm not busy..."

assistant Manager:"……"

As soon as the voice fell, the staff who was clearing the field passed by and said loudly: "Area C has begun to clear the field, please take your belongings and leave the passage..." After speaking, he saw Lin Mian who was struggling to sign for sale while making a phone call. "A few over there. The signing is over. Don't sign around anymore. Didn't you see people busy making calls?"

Lin Mian: "..."

Ten seconds later, Lin Mian crossed out the word "Qu" written on the title page of the comic book, and blushed and said to the fans: "I will ask the assistant to change you a new one."

Lin Mian suppressed his heartbeat and tried to remember.

He...did he just laughed?

Fewer than a few fans were still waiting for the signing, Que Qingyan didn't speak any more.

Lin Mian didn't want to hang up the phone, and did two things at once. Someone handed over this cartoon while he was busy.

"Mumian, I really like your comics and you," the male fan said embarrassedly, "Could you please sign me a "I like you"?"

The presence suddenly fell silent.

The assistant awkwardly rounded it off: "Sign something else, this won't work."

Lin Mian wanted to speak, and the staff on the side said again: "Area C has been cleared, and those who have nothing to do with it, please leave through the passage——"

This time it was quieter, Lin Mian could finally hear it clearly.

She was stunned for a moment, and said to her heart that the phone seemed to be...

The male fan next to him was still waiting for the signing. Lin Mian took a cell phone and looked around, and saw someone beside the roll-up banner not far away.

Que Qingyan didn't know how long he waited there.

The voice on the other end of the phone was steady: "What do you want to eat at night?"

The male fan on the side saw Mu Mian not speaking, and said: "I actually like you for several years. I have come every time you sign up, and I haven't talked to you before. Now it's hard..."

The two were close, and their voices reached the other side of the phone clearly and without a word.

"..." Lin Mian said with difficulty, "Does the presumption of innocence... still apply?"