Kuaishou: The host of calamity has meddled in the villain again

"There are a few repeaters in finance this year, the other two are fine, but that one is probably about to break a certain professor's record."

The middle-aged black-bearded uncle was worried: "I don't know who to sympathize with at the moment."

"You don't have to be so pessimistic, maybe there will be a reversal." The professor who wanted to persuade him a little bit more saw the blank report cards in the middle-aged man's hand and closed his mouth. He said dryly: "It's okay. , it will pass after a while.”

"Yeah, little girl, she's playful and doesn't want to learn to be normal."

Everyone in the office covered this matter up with a haha, it's somewhat impolite to mention work in such a rare leisure time, especially this student who gave them such a headache.

*

"You, what do you want to do?"

The girl in a preppy skirt had two braids. She timidly leaned against the wall, holding an envelope tightly in her hand, with a tear in her voice.

"hand over"

The two girls in front with the younger brother had fierce voices, clenched their fists, and seemed to be able to breathe in the next second.

"Hurry up and take it out, why? Have the guts to confess to Lin Shao, but don't have the guts to admit it?"

The little girl was startled by the ferocious voice and trembled, she didn't dare to say a word.

A group of ferocious female students surrounded a well-behaved and cute girl. No matter how you look at it, it is campus bullying.

"okay."

A female voice sounded, and a road was opened in the middle. The faces of the few people who were aggressive just now immediately changed.

"Sister Ran, it is she who wants to send a love letter to Young Master Lin. Don't worry, we will definitely handle this matter properly."

With a doggy face, if she hadn't just witnessed this savagery just now, I'm afraid she would have thought she was a different person.

'Snapped'

The rainbow-colored girl pushed away the person she was trying to please with the back of her hand. She was wearing heavy makeup, with a maturity that did not belong to this age, because the strange makeup could no longer tell her original appearance, but those eyes It should be very bright, but her expressionless face looks a little scary.

"Like people surnamed Lin?"

The envelope in the hands of the girl who was already clinging to the wall was crumpled. She nodded nervously, and quickly shook her head when she realized she had made a mistake. Then, without saying a word, she handed over the letter with both hands.

Su Ran took the envelope from her hand, rubbed her head, with a hint of admonition: "Study hard, beautiful girls don't be delayed by stupid things."

There are too many meanings in one sentence, the little girl in front of her raised a smiling face with some fear, and nodded with a vague understanding:

"I, I won't confess anymore, I will study hard. Thank you, sister Ran."

Like a frightened kitten, but still brave enough to talk to her.

There was a little smile in Su Ran's eyes, as if she was relieved that she could listen, she folded the envelope a few times and put it back in the little girl's hand:

"Such a thoughtful thing deserves to be received by better people. Go back to school and study hard!"

The little girl's ears were red, and her face was blushing. She was not scared, but too gentle. She held the love letter and bowed her head: "I, I see. Thank you, Sister Ran, thank you all."

After she finished speaking, she quickly ran away from here.

The girls were stupefied by this scene, they suspected that they had auditory hallucinations, should they study hard?

What kind of weird and weird thing is it that an unlearned and ignorant person in Dama persuades people to learn?No matter how you look at it, you feel like you are possessed by a ghost.

Especially that stupid thing, the girls tentatively asked: "Sister Ran, are you okay?"

Are you sure it's not out of your mind?Don't need to go and see?

Could it be that he was rejected by Lin Shao too many times and then driven crazy?That's what they mean all over their faces.

"Ah."

The cold answer was in line with Sister Ran's usual temperament. They looked at each other and their hearts sank. Sister Ran must have been driven crazy.

When they didn't know how to speak, Su Ran glanced at them. They had different styles of hair and colors, and their clothes were not too strange, which was acceptable.

"How did you deal with the sender of the love letter just now?"

Facing Su Ran's eyes, they felt as if they were playing truant in elementary school and met the dean around the corner. It was equally scary and majestic. Although they were often suppressed by Sister Ran, they had never felt this way.

They looked at each other, and their intuition told them that if they didn't answer well, there would be no good end.

"We just plan to reason with her." The girl's scalp was numb at the sight of Su Ran, and she gritted her teeth and continued: "For example, tell her that you are Lin Shao's fiancee, so that she can retreat and not be a mistress, or Give her money and drive her away."

Su Ran put on a paralyzed face, and didn't say yes or no, but she looked at them softly. Fortunately, it wasn't some kind of campus bullying, otherwise she would have preached the core values ​​of socialism on the spot.

They were all young girls, and Su Ran couldn't say anything harsh.

"You are not allowed to do this kind of thing in the future. If you have money, go out and have a good meal. Don't waste it on such stupid things. Go home!"

How many girls:? ? ?

They suspected that the ear was broken.

Su Ran was about to leave, when she suddenly turned her head and frightened the girls to stand up, she said leisurely, "Don't skip class during class time."

After she left, she didn't find the words '120' displayed on the pages of the girls' mobile phones.

*

School of Economics, International Finance.

The noisy students in the large classroom followed the person pushing the door and stopped their voices, opened the books in an orderly manner, and sat neatly, so well-behaved.

The man was dressed in formal attire, holding a textbook in his hand, and pinned to the book was a pen that looked a bit old but had been polished. He walked to the desk unhurriedly.

After arriving, about half a minute later, the ear-piercing bell just rang.

On time and on time, he ordered.

He knocked on the table, took out a roll call list, and took a few glances at the class.

"I heard that there are a few new students here, so I won't order the previous ones, just order them."

In an instant, the sound of relaxed breathing came from the classroom.

The young professor in formal attire didn't seem to hear, and found the names of those people in the form.

The first two are boys, thin and weak, and they look well-behaved. There are their report cards at the back. One has delayed schooling due to family reasons, and the other has failed and needs to retake too many subjects, but his attitude is okay.

As for the last one, the young man's hand paused slightly.

The grades are whiter than the wall, eight, nine, ten, this is the first time I have seen such consecutive scores.

He raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and read out the name on the form:

"Su Ran."

There was silence and no one claimed the name.

He raised his voice and yelled again, but it was still the same as before, and no one responded.

The professor who only called the name once was enough to make them panic and frightened, and what was even more frightening was that the senior who was repeating the grade dared to be absent from the professor's class, and the classroom was quieter than ever at this moment.

"I don't call names, but the system does roll calls, and five points will be deducted for those who don't show up."

The students who were relieved just now are full of bitterness and resentment. They know that the professor is here to restrain them, so how could they let them go so easily.

A roll call ended and the class continued, and on that form, the word 'absent from class' was written next to Su Ran's name, and there was also a minus ten.