Sister, Shut Up!

Although Tuesday afternoon is a public holiday and there are no classes, but as a class assistant, I have to sort out all kinds of information and go to the counselor's office to jumble up messy materials.

"Fairy Wood"

Most of the time, Su Huai Porridge was the one to do it all by himself, but Jiang Miao still had to come over to help as a coolie when there were too many things.

After arriving at the counselor's office, Li Haiyan rarely saw him, and suddenly laughed: "The great writer is here?"

"Cough..." Jiang Miao got goosebumps all over her body after being called out by the counselor.

Next to Li Haiyan's best friend, Teacher Yang, who is also a counselor, laughed and said, "Jiang Miao remember to update when I go back. I'm still reading your new book."

Jiang Miao: "..."

Obviously, Jiang Miao has become a very famous thing in the office because of the exposure of Peach Jam.

There are even some teachers who read his novels and read them with gusto.

At any rate, he is also a uniform, Jiang Miao clenched his fists and endured the humiliation of death, not as knowledgeable as these teachers.

Fortunately, Su Huai porridge saw him pitiful, so he left immediately after handing in the materials, and slipped out of the office with his junior.

"Phew..." Jiang Miao was sweating profusely as if she had entered the bone demon's cave three times, and almost felt like she was dying in the office. "It's terrible... I will never come to Li Haiyan's office again."

"Who said before that you can get used to it?" Su Huai porridge snorted, "Why are you still embarrassed now?"

"Can it be the same?" Jiang Miao had a toothache, "We were all the same age before, no matter how old they are, it doesn't matter if everyone is joking and making trouble."

"Now they are all teachers, how can I stand this?"

"Sister, don't drag me next time you come to the office."

Su Huai porridge gave him a blank look, and said with a smile: "Just get used to it, don't be afraid."

"..." Jiang Miao was speechless, and changed his mind and said, "Then next time, I will share my sister's Biz station account with Mr. Li and the others."

"you dare?!"

Compared with Jiang Miao's all-round social death at the school level, Su Huai Porridge's social death is actually better, at least because of the wedding video, the identity of the up owner of the beep station was not exposed on the teacher's side.

Most of the people who knew that Su Huai Porridge was drawing comics at the beep station were classmates around him, and the teacher hadn't been affected yet.

That is, Jiang Miao's father stabbed him in the back, otherwise the information exchange between the teacher and the students would not involve the novel written by Jiang Miao.

"Let's go, let's go." Jiang Miao licked the hairy senior sister, stroked her soft long hair, and took advantage of the opportunity to put her arms around the senior sister's slender waist, and walked towards the outside of the college building.

……

The freshmen are still in military training, and the two-week military training time is slowly coming to an end, entering the countdown stage.

After the military training exercise for freshmen on Friday afternoon, this group of freshmen finally started their brand new university life.

Su Huai porridge stood on the stands, leaning on the railing and looked down at the freshmen in green or blue military uniforms, and sighed faintly.

"What's the matter?" Just after taking two elective courses with her senior, Jiang Miao was still reminiscing about the feeling of her hands in class, and seeing her like this, she couldn't help asking strangely.

"It's nothing... just feeling old again." Su Huai porridge lay his upper body completely on the railing, lowered his slender waist and stretched his body, and finally exhaled slowly, "It will be a junior in a blink of an eye, and in a couple of days I graduated in [-], and I don’t know what to do in the future.”

"Painting." Jiang Miao sat on the chair in the first row with her head in her arms and leaned back. After being blown by the wind, she squinted her eyes to admire the figure of Miaoman after the senior sister bent down, "Sister, you also like it yourself. Isn't it?"

"But isn't there a saying that turning one's hobby into a job will only make people lose interest in it?" Su Huai porridge turned his head and asked, "What if I suddenly feel boring while painting in the future? Woolen cloth?"

"Why worry about the future?" Jiang Miao shook her head, "Senior sister, you don't just like painting, but you have the ability to generate income based on your liking."

"It's like I like writing online articles, but I don't have any grades. Then I will definitely not brazenly say that I will write online articles full-time in the future."

"But if I can support myself from online writing, even if the income is not low, why not?"

"Most people's passions are wiped out, more by the hardships of everyday life than by the things they love."

"If you still give up what you once loved when your economic income is enough to maintain a normal life, then it can only be said that it is nothing more than that."

Su Huai porridge turned around, leaned against the railing and laughed: "Why do you feel like the teacher, you say the same thing."

"I just hope that senior sister can live a happy life." Jiang Miao stood up, reached out and hugged Su Huai porridge into her arms, and pressed her head close to her chest, "If senior sister likes to draw, then do it boldly , nothing to worry about."

"Then what will you do if your code words hit the street in the future?" Su Huai porridge leaned against his junior's broad chest, raised his face and asked curiously.

"Find the reason when you hit the street, summarize and summarize, learn from the lessons, and make persistent efforts in the next book." Talking about Wang Wen, Jiang Miao's face became a little serious, "Many people like external attribution when they fail, but the most important thing is to start from Go out and find the problem yourself."

"It feels like you can become a philosopher." Su Huai porridge laughed, tiptoed, and tapped lightly on his lips.

"It's not so simple to be a philosopher." Jiang Miao also lowered her head, ignoring the younger students passing by under the stands, and kissed her seniors deeply for several seconds, "Please call me a congee scientist in the future. I am in a bad mood now. Isn't it better?"

"If I make trouble for no reason, should I scold you for being unromantic, rational but cold-blooded, and impersonal?" Su Huai porridge tilted his head and asked with a smile.

"Sensible words are words of thought, romance and humanity are here." As he spoke, Jiang Miao covered Su Huai Porridge's face again, and all the freshmen passing by opened their mouths wide open.

Especially the students in Accounting Class 1 covered their faces helplessly.

Since last weekend, the seniors and seniors were exposed by them about their relationship, and they even played around in the live broadcast room, the pair of class assistants have completely revealed themselves in front of them.

Every time they appeared in front of them, they didn't hide their relationship anymore, they always held hands and arms around their thin waists, looking so intimacy that they couldn't be more intimate, which made the students in Accounting Class 1 suffer a lot.

If I knew this earlier, why did I...

How happy it was to expose the seniors and seniors at that time, but now it is so sad to be stuffed with dog food and choke.

"Hmm... alright..." Su Huai porridge gently pushed him away, glanced at the bottom of the stands with a blushing face, quickly grabbed the hand of his junior, and hurried away with his head down.

……

On September 9, another week passed.

In the third week of school, the first-year freshmen have initially adapted to the rhythm of university classes, and the duties of Jiang Miao and Su Huai Porridge's class assistants have been gradually reduced.

After finishing the first class in the morning, Jiang Miao picked up the senior sister at the door of the teaching building, and went to the class of "Marriage and Law" with her.

Although Jiang Miao had accompanied her senior sister to take classes before, those courses were not his electives.

This "marriage and law" is the first time that they have chosen the same course to take.

"Sister, let's sit here." Jiang Miao dragged Su Huai Porridge into the classroom, and focused on the two positions next to the wall in the back row, quickly occupying the best terrain.

Seeing his appearance, Su Huai Porridge couldn't help but rolled his eyes, but the corners of his mouth subconsciously turned up slightly, and under Jiang Miao's sideways gesture, he sat in the innermost position by the wall.

At ten o'clock, the class officially started.

The chubby middle-aged female teacher stepped onto the podium to open the courseware, and started the opening speech very skillfully.

But Jiang Miao basically didn't listen much, all her attention was focused on the senior sister.

The two people's arms were tightly attached to each other, and their fingers were interlocked under the table.

Last Friday when I was in class, my junior was messing around with me. This time, Su Huai Porridge had learned his lesson and held his junior's hand tightly so that he wouldn't touch it again.

"Listen to the class carefully." Su Huai Porridge whispered in his ear, "This class is quite famous in the school, and everyone likes this content very much."

"It's okay." Jiang Miao turned her head and whispered to Su Huai porridge, "We can practice it after we graduate."

Everyone knows how marriage and law are practiced.

Su Huai porridge, with moles on the corners of his eyes, rolled his eyes at him: "The teacher is now talking about pre-marital property and post-marital property, do you want to practice it in the future?"

"I listen to my sister." Jiang Miao said solemnly, "The money I earned was originally used to beg my wife."

"You can be poor-mouthed." Su Huai porridge pouted, "Who wants your money, I won't earn it myself?"

"Yes, yes, I still have to rely on my senior sister to take care of me."

"Be serious." Su Huai porridge couldn't laugh or cry, and then he said seriously, "I think, you can open a bank card for two people, and we will deposit a certain percentage of money in it every month according to our income."

"Usually use the money left over for personal expenses. If it is a relatively important expense, you can discuss it with the two of you and withdraw it from your bank card."

"Usually this bank card is used as a deposit, and no one can move it alone. Isn't it good?"

After Jiang Miao listened, she rubbed her chin thoughtfully: "Sister."

"Huh?" Su Huai porridge tilted his head.

"It turns out that you have already thought about such specific things after marriage?" Jiang Miao looked at the senior with a smile, and held her little hand tightly, very relieved, "I am very touched."

"..." Being reminded by Jiang Miao, Su Huai Porridge's face turned red immediately, and he hesitated, "No, no... This is what I thought about before..."

"Really?" Jiang Miao pretended to be curious, and asked in a low voice, "Then who is Su Huai porridge who said before that he would never fall in love or get married in this life?"

"Shut up." Su Huaipu stretched out his hand to cover Jiang Miao's mouth angrily.

It turned out to be a good move, Jiang Miao's hands were freed, he didn't resist the senior sister's little hand at all, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the senior sister's slender waist, and secretly embraced her body in his arms.

Fortunately, he was sitting in the last row, and the classroom was quite big, and Jiang Miao was still restrained, so the teacher on the stage didn't notice.

"Don't..." Even though she was sitting in the last row, Su Huai Porridge was still a little shy, afraid of being discovered by the teacher on the stage, bit her lip and whispered, "Let's talk about it when we go home on the weekend..."

"Senior sister, this is the material." Jiang Miao looked serious.

Su Huai porridge actually enjoys this secret stimulation a little bit, but it still needs to be resisted a little.

Now that the junior came up with this universal excuse, Su Huai Porridge immediately fell silent, silently feeling the hot palm of the junior.

"That, that's just the material... You can't go too far..."

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

……

An hour and a half later, the bell rang and get out of class was over.

Jiang Miao and the ruddy Su Huai Porridge came out of the classroom, ready to have lunch.

In the afternoon, there was an elective course of "Psychology and Life" waiting for them.

"You made me not listen much in class." Su Huai Porridge angrily pinched his waist.

"There is no exam in this class, it's just a final group assignment." Jiang Miao took the senior sister's troublesome little hand, "Let's eat first."

"Hmph." The reserved Su Huai porridge couldn't show it, even if it was very comfortable to be touched by the junior.

But when the two were on their way to the cafeteria, Jiang Miao suddenly received a call.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Wang Xin.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Jiang Miao asked doubtfully after answering the phone.

Wang Zi's calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Chen Haotang was in a car accident."

"A car accident?!" Jiang Miao paused for a moment, and her face suddenly sank.