Madam's black history was picked up

Anyajie looked up at Si Tianmu, Si Tianmu turned into two people before her eyes, and then turned into one again after a while.

He opened his mouth to speak, but found that his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke, so he could only shake his head at Si Tianmu with difficulty.

Si Tianmu reached out to touch Anyajie's forehead, which startled him a lot. Anyajie's forehead was so hot that he could fry an egg.

"You have a high fever." Si Tianmu picked up Anyajie by the waist and ran to the infirmary on campus.

"Hey, you..."

People in the campus saw Si Tianmu running forward quickly with a girl in his arms, they all stopped to look and guess who the person he was holding was.

After Si Tianmu carried Anyajie to the infirmary, the school doctor took Anyajie's temperature.

"The body temperature is 39.6. First take a fever-reducing injection, and then prescribe some medicine to go back to take. If the temperature has not dropped, come back for an infusion."

The old school doctor did not forget to complain while preparing the injection: "I only thought of coming to the doctor after the burn was like this. I really regarded myself as a superman."

Anyajie and Si Tianmu looked at each other, and Anyajie lowered her head and muttered in a low voice: "I've survived like this before, and I'll be fine in the end."

"Nonsense, how can you rely on boiling if you have a high fever? If you have a fever, it's up to someone to cry to. That's it, take off your pants."

The old school doctor walked up to An Yajie holding a syringe filled with needle water.

Looking at the thin and sharp needles, the corners of Anyajie's mouth twitched. She was most afraid of injections, not because of the pain, but because she felt an inexplicable fear when she saw the needles.

"Hurry up, why are you in a daze?" The old school doctor couldn't help complaining again.

Anyajie looked at Si Tianmu who was standing on the side, a little embarrassed: "Student Si Tianmu, can you go out for a while."

Si Tianmu glanced at the old school doctor. Although he was old, he was still a man. He turned around and muttered, "I didn't see you shy when you gave me artificial respiration last night."

Anyajie saw that Si Tianmu just turned around and didn't go out, and also said such embarrassing words to her, her blushing face turned even redder now.

"Hiss." Anyajie gasped, the school doctor was already giving her an injection.

"Okay, put your clothes down, it's just an injection, I'm afraid your boyfriend will see it."

Anyajie glanced at Si Tianmu's back, and wished that he was really my boyfriend.

Si Tianmu had already turned around: "I'm not her boyfriend, we're just classmates."

Seeing that Si Tianmu said so calmly, Anyajie couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.It could be seen that he had never considered the possibility of them.

The two had nothing to say on the way back, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Anyajie was still the same as before, desperately trying to find something to talk to Si Tianmu.

"Thank you for today." She couldn't find a suitable topic, and it took her a long time to hold back such a sentence.

Si Tianmu twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, I should thank you too."

After the two of them each finished their sentence, there was no topic to talk about, and the atmosphere returned to the original point.

In the end, Si Tianmu was the first to break the silence: "I heard that you are very good at kung fu, who taught you?"

"My grandfather taught me, and I have learned from him since I was a child."

Si Tianmu nodded: "I know a little bit of kung fu, let's compete when we have a chance."

"You also know kung fu?" Anyajie was taken aback.

"Well, I was kidnapped once when I was young, and that time scared my parents."

"After I escaped back, they found a professional master to teach me kung fu so that I could protect myself in case of danger."

"You were kidnapped before, did the person who kidnapped you abuse you?" Anyajie turned her head and looked at Si Tianmu worriedly.

Si Tianmu stared blankly at Anyajie, knowing that the person who was kidnapped, except his mother Zhang Huixin, the first thing everyone asked when they saw him was: "How did you escape? You are really amazing!" ?”

But the girl in front of him looked at him with worried eyes, repeating what Zhang Huixin asked at that time: "Did those who kidnapped you abuse you?"

Si Tianmu had mixed feelings in his heart, and after a while he smiled: "No, I took advantage of the kidnapper's sleep, cut the rope with a piece of broken bowl that I had already held in my hand, and escaped."

"Didn't the kidnappers find out?"
"At that time, there were only two people guarding me, and the other two went to collect the ransom paid by my father."

"After I untied the rope on my body, I tied the rope into two hoods and put it around the kidnapper's neck. As long as they moved, the rope would be pulled tighter and tighter."

"How old were you then?"

Si Tianmu thought for a while: "Nine years old."

"You're only nine years old and you can deal with kidnappers calmly?" Anyajie couldn't help but admire the Si family's education of Si Tianmu. It seems that his excellence was cultivated from an early age.

Si Tianmu raised his eyebrows stinkingly, as if enjoying Anyajie's admiration.

It was the first time that An Yajie chatted with Si Tianmu so freely.

"If I encounter this kind of situation, I may not be afraid, because I have kung fu. I was already very good at kung fu when I was nine years old." He said and raised his fist.

"Hehe, bragging." Si Tianmu laughed.

"At that time, your little fists were all in front of those kidnappers, and they could pick you up like a chicken."

"Who is the chick? You are the chick." Anyajie looked unconvinced.

"I was a standard 'student bully' in school at that time, of course, not the 'student bully' who is good at reading, but the kind of school bully who is very good at fighting, referred to as 'student bully'."

"Hehe..." Si Tianmu was amused by Anyajie's serious expression.

For the first time, he discovered that as long as Anya Jie was always chasing after him to ask him what he liked and what he didn't like; or when he was always trying to please him, chatting with her was quite fun.

The two walked talking and laughing, and the embarrassment when they just left the infirmary disappeared unconsciously, and they still felt unsatisfied when they walked to the door of the teaching building.

Anyajie stood at the door of the teaching building, a little reluctant to part: "Well, that, I'm here, goodbye."

Si Tianmu looked at the teaching building. Anyajie was in the same grade as him but in a different department. They were not in the same building. Then he smiled: "Well, goodbye."

Si Tianmu waved to An Yajie, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked into the teaching building of the Department of Economics next door.

Anyajie stood where she was until she could no longer see Si Tianmu, then she walked into the teaching building of the Design Department with a smile.

Anyajie walked into the classroom in a happy mood. As soon as she sat down in her seat, Song Ci, who was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, approached her.

Song Ci is one of the few classmates and friends of Anyajie at school. She is lively, upright, and loves to gossip; her family is also a well-known scholarly family.

Her ambition is to become a paparazzi after graduation, to pick up all the gossip about popular stars, and she wonders how her professor mother will react when she finds out about her ambition.

"An Ya, have you heard?" Only people who have a particularly good relationship with Anya Jie will call her "An Ya" like her grandfather.

"What did you hear?" Anyajie took out her textbook.

"Why are you so ill-informed?" Song Ci pushed the black-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose.

"Our Qingyuan University's quadrennial school spokesperson selection competition will start again this year. Do you want to participate? You have studied well and are not bad, maybe there is hope."

Yajie heard about this selection Sai Anya when she first entered the university. Once every four years, a man and a woman with good moral character were selected from the current students as the spokespersons of the school.

Photos of the two of them and a brief introduction to the school will be printed on the admission letter sent out to freshmen, and short videos taken by the two together will be stored in the campus archives.

If selected, it is also a manifestation of one's own ability.

Anyajie opened the textbook and shook her head: "I'll forget it, I still like to be an unknown grass, and let others show my face."

"Hmph, I really have no ambition." Song Ci cast a look of contempt at Anyajie.

"I definitely have to see it, because I want to shoot a poster with my male god." Song Ci said, countless pink bubbles popped up in front of his eyes.

Anyajie looked at Song Ci, a nympho, and shook her head amusedly: "You have changed your male god again, this time is it a handsome uncle or a young fresh meat?"

"Of course it's our school's number one school grass teacher, Tenmura."

"What? Si Tianmu?" Anyajie froze for a moment.

"That's right, you don't know that. As soon as the announcement of the selection competition came out, except for a few coquettish and conceited men who refused to accept it, the whole school unanimously elected Si Tianmu as the spokesperson for the boys' side."

"So people don't need to compare, and they directly became the male representative of this year's class, but the female side is very controversial."

"Originally, the school decided to choose from several candidates, but almost all the girls in the school disagreed, and jointly requested the school to give everyone a fair chance to compete."

"So this year's election rule is that all girls in the school can sign up for the election, but the competition is also quite cruel. There are only two competitions in total."

"In the first round, the five best performers will be selected from all the contestants. In the second round, one of the five will be selected, and the one who wins will become the representative of this year's women's team."

Song Ci babbled for a long time, and Anyajie's head was already spinning at high speed.

If she wins, she will be able to shoot posters with the male god, and he is also her favorite male god. How could she miss such a good opportunity!

"Let's go." Anyajie confiscated all her textbooks, pulled Song Ci like chicken blood and ran out.

"Hey, hey, where are you going, slow down." Song Ci couldn't keep up with Anyajie's footsteps and almost fell down.

"Sign up."

Panting, An Yajie and Song Ci ran to the Academic Affairs Office, and saw a long queue from a distance, and the people queuing up for registration had already lined up from upstairs to downstairs.

"Wow, there are so many people, no matter how short-sighted I am, I can still see those people." Song Ci was surprised by the long line.

Anyajie didn't expect so many people to sign up. It seems that they can only be ranked last.

Minutes passed by.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" leg

It turns out that taking pictures with the male god needs to pay such a high price.

"We've been in line for two hours and I want to pee and I can't hold it in."

Anyajie looked determined: "Hold on, do you still want to take pictures with the male god?"