I'm going to raise my head again today

Chapter 47 The gloomy girl and the underworld young master (49)
You must know that when Luo Lan usually rides in her car, she always emphasizes that she should not drive too fast. Fang Xiaxia does not feel that she is driving fast, but Luo Lan is sensitive and feels uncomfortable when riding a fast car.Therefore, if the two of them go to class together by car, no matter who drives, it will be very slow.But now, judging by Luo Lan's driving speed, he's already over the speed limit, right?
Although it is indeed a little late, it is somewhat inappropriate to do this in school.

Fang Xiaxia felt that after Luo Lan came back, his personality was a little different.

Soon after reaching the information building, Luo Lan drove the car into the garage and parked it.

At this time, the class bell rang suddenly, surrounded by students who came to class from all directions.

Carrying schoolbags, or holding books, holding breakfast in hand, eating and walking in, like dense ants swarming in.

The two rushed all the way to Room 108 on the first floor, where she had classes.

Passing by classroom 102, Luo Lan vaguely heard a voice coming from inside.

Low and sweet, very familiar.

As if to confirm something, she couldn't help but take a look inside, just in time to meet Ou Ziwei's gaze when he turned around, and their eyes met in mid-air.

Luo Lan was stunned.

In the classroom, Ou Ziwei is standing on the podium, wearing a clean white shirt. His legs are long and his waist is thin, and his tall and straight posture adds glory to him.

There was a PPT in front of the projector, a professor was standing next to it, and there were nearly 100 people underneath, all of them were full.

He is in class.

As soon as this thought flashed in Luo Lan's mind, Ou Ziwei took the lead to look away, lowered his head and continued to explain his PPT as if nothing had happened, with a focused and serious expression.

Their eyes met for less than a second.

Luo Lan came back to her senses in a little embarrassment, then hurriedly turned and left.

"You were looking at Ou Ziwei just now, right?" Fang Xiaxia, who was left behind inexplicably, caught up with her and touched her with her shoulder, with a narrow smile on her face.

Luo Lan frowned, trying to deny it, but it was obvious that Fang Xiaxia saw the scene just now clearly.

"Yeah." She said concisely.

"I thought you were immune to handsome guys," Fang Xiaxia walked into the classroom with a book in her arms, and lowered her voice, "I didn't expect you to be a nympho."

Luo Lan never spoke much back and made very few friends. It can be said that except for Fang Xiaxia, she had never seen her interact with that classmate.

The original owner seemed to have a gloomy personality. To be honest, the people around her were more afraid of her than others.

Not only that, in the past, Luo Lan didn't care about anything, she kept all her emotions in her heart, and never told others. She had a narrow circle, an unpleasant personality, and almost no friends.

Luo Lan's face turned red immediately, and the two sat down in the middle seat. Luo Lan glared at Fang Xiaxia and denied guiltily: "Who is a nymphomaniac? I'm just curious."

She opened the book and flipped through the pages.

Fang Xiaxia laughed twice, obviously not intending to let her go, she looked at Luo Lan from the bottom up with her head: "What are you curious about?"

Looking at the stiff-faced professor who walked in from the door, Luo Lan raised her hand and pushed Fang Xiaxia's head away, lowered her voice, and asked calmly, "Aren't you curious?"

Fang Xiaxia didn't deny it either: "I'm curious, but I won't stare at people like you."

There is ridicule in the tone.

"Isn't this normal?" Luo Lan looked at the podium without squinting.

"You weren't like this before."

Luo Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't have time to hide it.

Then I heard Fang Xiaxia next to me continue to say, "Don't just stare at people, even talking to them will make you nervous."

Luolan: "..."

Fang Xiaxia was just wondering, but didn't notice the change in Luo Lan's expression.

(End of this chapter)