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

Listening to the words of the people around him, Lin Zhuo looked at the burgundy red, and he dismissed it: "What are you afraid of, if she dares to come, I will refuse again, it depends on how shameless she wants to be."

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, some people who knew the gossip stopped and looked at them a few more times before leaving in a hurry.

In the end, the distance between the two was only about one meter.

A car passed by them in front of the school gate. The people in the car held the steering wheel and glanced at the two bright colors. The car stopped for a while, and then continued to drive in.

"Hey, come to tell again..." Bai?

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Lin Zhuo's words were stuck in his throat, Su Ran passed by him without noticing him at all.

The painting style was awkward for a second.

People including Lin Zhuo didn't speak. Who knew it would be like this. The person who was rumored to have always liked and confessed to Brother Lin, now skipped it directly. Could it be that he is crazy?

[Host, the one just now is Lin Zhuo. ] 066 Reminder.

Su Ran glanced back, her red hair was very eye-catching, and her long hair was indeed worthy of the position of school girl. She felt very interested, so she stopped looking at it.

And this glance of her happened to be seen by Lin Zhuo and his brother, and their hearts became more thoughtful.

"Brother Lin, is this the legendary play hard to get?"

Lin Chen snorted lightly, obviously not interested in this, his expression was a bit thought-provoking, and he entered the school gate with some disdain.

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Su Ran only had one class in the morning, one and a half hours, ending at 10:30.

She waited quietly in the large office outside.

"like me?"

The people in the built-in office tapped on the tabletop, and the sound of clear water hitting a stone and re-entering a clear spring came out, clear and melodious.

Standing in front of her was a petite girl carrying a small bag.

Su Ran raised her ears to listen, and watched the movement inside through the gap.

The girl was very reserved, with her back turned to her, and her ears were red when she watched from behind.

"I, Professor..."

"Good eyesight."

This sentence stunned the girl.

Wen Jingli put out three stacks of materials: "Can I finish it in one minute?"

"Which one of the latest Nobel prizes?"

"Going to school is for these bells and whistles? What do you think love is? Can it be eaten? In the past, it was your parents who took care of you and raised you. In the future, it is your knowledge and work that can promote and support you. How long do you think you can last the love you have generated? If you have time to pin your hopes on illusory things, it is better to improve yourself and create the future."

"You know where your liking comes from, and it's to satisfy your own vanity." He mercilessly pointed out her fantasy: "It's a bit superficial to talk about liking because of the so-called superficial phenomenon. Everyone It is selfish, you will choose to look upwards and raise the conditions, and the person who has ever considered being pursued by you also has the same idea as you."

Being rejected and hit so bluntly, I could already hear the crying from inside.

"Being able to take this step shows that you are very bold, but your boldness is used in the wrong place. There is no need to be ashamed of this kind of thing. People will always do things that disturb others and are meaningless out of impulse. Just change it. Wish you You have a bright future, find another lover. Go back and pretend that what happened today never happened."

The girl ran out with the love letter in her hand, her eyes were red, and when she reached the door, she wiped away her tears fiercely. The people inside didn't even give them a tissue, and she blushed when she saw someone outside the door.

Su Ran handed over a pack of tissues: "Why are you crying? There are thousands of men, if you can't do it, just change to another one. Why do you, a young girl, stare at an old branch? Go out and circle around, which milk dog is better than him fragrant?"

The girl held the tissue, and the tears in her eyes were forced back. She nodded, thanked her half-understood, and left.

Su Ran knocked hard on the door three times.

"Enter."

After hearing this, she closed the door without any hassle, and walked in front of the rumored 'scary' professor a little leisurely.

Wen Jingli, professor of finance, 26 years old, single by mouth.

With a single mouth, he can go up to the leader and down to the students, and he is not afraid of anyone.

He is the only professor in Nantah University who has never had a student who dared to skip classes, and has a failure rate of zero, breaking the record in the history of the school.

Just because, before the end of the semester, he would pick out those students who might fail their subjects to make up the lessons crazily, and the students who failed the subjects could almost only retake the exams. He gave everyone the opportunity to make up the exam, but the difficulty of the make-up exam papers he produced was that of the final exam. hundred times.

Before the previous final exams, those people will have a set of test papers that are as difficult as the make-up exams, which are beatings and warnings, which makes the students have to use the review week to study frantically.

The pen Wen Jingli was holding turned around, and the door was not closed tightly, so he naturally heard what he said just now.

old branch?

It was the first time he heard such a title.

"Keep secret, and misfortune comes out of your mouth."

With just eight characters, Su Ran understood the meaning of the words, making her forget what happened just now and learn to shut up.

She glanced lazily at the sitting person.

Dressed in formal attire, with slightly raised ink hair, brown pupils, and a strong scholarly air on his body, the charm accumulated by documents and then precipitated, reminds him of an ancient scholar, gentle and elegant.

The skin is as bright as a full moon, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the eyes are like autumn waves. It seems that there are many styles in it, which is comparable to poetry and painting.

He has a cold demeanor, and he looks like a capable person who came out of the hidden world, with a kind of alienation that is difficult to integrate into the mortal world.

Su Ran looked away and sat down on the sofa in front of him.

"I don't have such a hobby."

One sentence is an explanation for his question, and there are no other words in the whole process.

Wen Jingli put down his pen and flipped through the previous materials.

A photo with a blue background was clearly in front of him.

He said in confirmation, "Su Ran?"

"You don't have my information?"

There was some impatience in his tone of being disturbed, seeing the teacher not only did not say hello, but also dared to sit in front of him without any scruples, it could be said to be extremely arrogant.

Wen Jingli didn't pay much attention, and he wasn't a person who followed the rules.

The person in the photo also wears heavy makeup, but it is quite different from the one in front of her. The light curly wine red hair and slightly normal makeup match her somewhat, except for the makeup and hair color, everything else matches.

"Of course there is information, but you just have to look carefully, after all, you may see me often in the future."

If other people here hear this sentence, they may faint in shock. After all, what he said is common is not just a simple meeting.

"Common?" Su Ran turned off her phone, her eyes were raised, as if she heard something interesting, she pursed her lips slightly provocatively: "Then this teacher must keep it in mind, it's best to be able to Always keep it in your heart."

She deliberately prolonged the last five words, the meaning was unclear, and her coquettish voice sounded provocative, provided that she didn't look at her provocative and disdainful eyes.