Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 255 Battle Rose (13)

At the end of the Danube song, Ling Xiao stood in the middle of the dance floor, bent slightly, and bowed to the crowd and audience around him.

Everyone applauded, cheered, and applauded with dignity.

Fang Ce was squeezed to the back by a group of enthusiastic young men, and was forced to leave Ling Xiao, and could no longer approach her.

Ling Xiao looked around, and saw that Fang Ce was staggered by several enthusiastic men, and almost fell to the ground in public.

Ling Xiao pursed the corners of his lips and thought over and over again, but in the end he didn't go over to rescue Fang Ce.

after all……

They are unfamiliar!

Fang Ce barely held on, looking at the girl who was surrounded by everyone praising her, a ruthless gleam suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Ling Xiao returned to a remote corner alone after dealing with these men who liked to hunt for beauty.Seeing that Mr. Sutter also came back, he exclaimed, "You dance so well! It's very flavorful."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Thank you, next time you are free, you can also dance with me."

Sartre pointed to Fang Ce, who was not far away, who was looking a little embarrassed, and said with a low laugh, "Your male partner is in trouble. I'm worried that dancing with you will be completely suppressed by you. "

Ling Xiao did it on purpose!
Who made Fang Ce, a bastard, owe the original owner in his previous life? !
Ling Xiao smiled calmly and said: "Maybe it's because you're not good at learning! It's okay. It's just a dance, there is no need to go online."

Mr. Sutter praised: "You see clearly."

"Generally average."

It's getting late.

Ling Xiao was about to head back home.

Annie was drinking and chatting with some young and handsome men not far away. When she heard Ling Xiao's cry, she turned her head in confusion, assumed a sisterly attitude, and said with a smile: "What's the rush, not tonight?" Don't get drunk."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said with a smile: "There is still class tomorrow, so I can't accompany you for the time being."

Annie pouted her delicate red lips, and said with a delicate smile, "Okay then! Wait for me a moment! I'll go and call Fang Fang over."

Sure enough, Annie ran not far away and called Fang Ce over.

But... Fang Ce's expression was a little awkward, especially when he saw Ling Xiao talking and laughing, he felt even more aggrieved and dissatisfied.

Obviously this beautiful and lovely girl from the same country should belong to him, but only to him.

Instead of being surrounded by so many men in public.

How could Ling Xiao fail to guess that the other party was a typical male chauvinist.

Ling Xiao put on the woolen coat, put on his bag, and left with Annie and Fang Ce.

Mr. Sartre suddenly caught up and said with a smile, "I'm going the same way."

Fang Ce was a little impatient. Things didn't go well tonight, so he didn't bother to argue with these foreigners: "Why are you on the same road? You are also a student of the Ecole Supérieure de Paris?"

Mr. Sutter smelled a faint smell of gunpowder, and quickly explained: "I teach in the college, and I am a teacher in the philosophy department."

Ling Xiao: ...

No wonder she found it familiar. It turned out that he was the deity who put forward the theory of existential philosophy.

In the plot of the original owner, this guy is Beauvoir's soul mate, a perfect pair of Condor Heroes who are unparalleled in the world.

Ling Xiao did not express his refusal, but gave Fang Ce a squinting look, and smiled calmly: "Yes, Mr. Sartre is the tutor of the School of Philosophy. Strictly speaking, he is also our teacher."

Fang Ce choked with anger, wishing he could shatter the smile on Mr. Sartre's face with his fist.

Ling Xiao has already expressed his attitude, Annie doesn't care about everything, and Fang Ce has nothing to do with the other party.

So the four of them, maintaining a weird atmosphere along the way, went all the way back to the door of the girls' dormitory.

Beauvoir was holding a bottle of hot water in her hand, and happened to be walking back from the boiling water room not far away. When she saw Ling Xiao and Annie coming back in the middle of the night, she didn't feel any fuss, but smiled considerately: "I hit you!" Hot water, you go back and wash your face?"

"En!" Ling Xiao nodded, and introduced Mr. Sartre to Beauvoir by the way.

The legendary lifelong partner, when they met for the first time, there was no thunder, nor did it fall in love at first sight.

Beauvoir smiled plainly: "It's a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Sartre."

Sartre was quite interested in this little girl with a pretty face, and said with a smile, "You can see that she is a learned girl."

Beauvoir was slightly surprised, and mistakenly thought it was the other party's skill in picking up girls, so she replied flatly: "Oh. You are the same."

Both of them have a bookish look, the man is elegant and handsome, and the woman is wise and intelligent.

Ling Xiao observed carefully, but couldn't hide his gossip.

After Mr. Sutter said goodbye and left, Fang Ce reluctantly kissed Annie goodbye. Ling Xiao returned to the girls' dormitory, immediately grabbed Beauvoir and smiled: "How is it? Do you have feelings for him?"

Beauvoir seemed confused, and said with a smile: "Ai, I just met him for the first time."

Ling Xiao couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

I always feel like I'm missing something.

Anne quickly took off her makeup, changed into her pajamas, and read her professional books while lying on the bed, but she was not keen on studying, and soon fell asleep with the quilt rolled up.

In the silent night, there is only the subtle sound of Beauvoir writing at her desk and concentrating on her concentration.

Next, Fang Ce came to find Annie from time to time, in the name of cultivating a relationship with Annie, but in fact it was because of drunkenness.

He can always find excellent excuses, such as getting acquainted with Anne's living and learning environment.

For example, invite everyone to hang out together and enjoy a relaxing mood together.

It's a pity... Ling Xiao is quite familiar with his ambitions and routines, and basically won't create any opportunities for him to be alone.

On the other hand, after Nuo Lan and Will broke up after a quarrel, the two did not pursue Ling Xiao with all their strength, but put work first.

Friendship first.

For them, the military affairs at hand are the most important.

This afternoon, Ling Xiao asked Beauvoir to come to the library for a self-study class.

Beauvoir took the college exam and got the impressive result of No.1.

I met Mr. Sartre unexpectedly in the library. He was surrounded by a group of classmates, and he was talking eloquently, with very sharp and professional words.

Beauvoir seemed fascinated by him, and couldn't resist joining their small circle, sitting with Mr. Sartre and chatting.

Ling Xiao had no interest in those philosophies and life discussions, so he went to the second floor of the library alone, looking for a book to pass the time.

Finding an award-winning popular novel on the bookshelf, The Tin Drum, Ling Xiao suddenly became interested, so he reached out to get it.

Coincidentally, the person on the opposite side of the bookshelf also reached out to hold the tin drum.

Ling Xiao exerted strength with her fingers, and pulled out the German novel vigorously, and then glanced at the opposite side through the gap in the bookshelf.

Nuolan was dressed in black plain clothes. He was tall and tall, with a fine face. He also noticed Ling Xiao's existence, so he greeted him friendly and said with a smile, "What a coincidence."

It is indeed a coincidence.

Ling Xiao narrowed his bright peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile, "You like this novel too?"

Nuolan paused, walked around the bookshelf, walked straight to Ling Xiao, and said with a smile: "I don't like it. I prefer historical books. This novel is a representative work of a German writer. It has become very popular recently, so I plan to read it." Take a look."

Ling Xiao shrugged his delicate shoulders, and smiled frankly: "Well...do you want to watch it together?"

Nuolan seemed a little surprised, and also felt a little surprised.

(End of this chapter)