Xiao Qingjia

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Nan Xiaoyun lowered her head and smiled, "Okay."

—

Both soon received offers of admission.

Xue Xingchen was admitted to a good secondary school, but his major was changed to philosophy.This new department and new major have been open for two years, and the teaching buildings are empty.Study philosophy at a polytechnic.

School discipline is strict.

In the class schedule, self-study is early at 07 o'clock every day, and the department stipulates that you must arrive in the classroom on time at 30:[-], and there will be teachers patrolling.There are also people from the student union counting the number of attendance at the back of the classroom.After all, there are only so few people.

"..."

In a blink of an eye, the first semester of enrollment as a freshman is coming to an end.

Xue Xingchen was late for countless times this semester, standing at the door, the sunlight coming in from the corridor reflected on his body warmly.

She carried her breakfast and ate it slowly.

In the thermos, pour out the steaming soy milk, take a sip and then take a bite of the sandwich.

Playing with mobile phones while eating.

She does this every day, carrying the morning sun to finish eating, and then going back to the classroom.

Obviously he was punished by the teacher for being late, but he was extremely relaxed.

Until the end of early self-study.

Everyone walked out together, changed classrooms and went to class.

"Sister Xue, do you want to play games after Old Wang's class?"

After Xue Xingchen finished her breakfast, she tied up the garbage, carried it in her hand and threw it into the large trash can at the corner, and casually dismissed the boys around her: "I don't want to go to Lao Wang's class, no matter what games I play."

"Aren't you going after class is over today?"

"No," Xue Xingchen took out his phone, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I have other important things."

"what's up?"

"Girlfriend's birthday."

"..."

The boy who came out from behind patted him on the shoulder, "Do you still have the guts to play games? Sister Xue is beautiful, rich and has a perfect girlfriend, so she deserves to play games."

"Well, I only deserve to study hard..."

—

Nan Xiaoyun came out of the self-study room after seeing Xue Xingchen's text message, with her face facing the sky and her ponytail hanging down a bit.She still wears glasses on her face, and when she looks at her, she bends her eyes and smiles, the lenses cannot hide the joyful little stars in her eyes.

"Why did you come so early?"

Xue Xingchen stuffed her hands into his pockets, "I don't have any class, so I came earlier."

"Oh," Nan Xiaoyun smiled. He was about to say something when he suddenly realized, "Why is there no class today? There is a section on the history of Chinese philosophy."

"Answer class, don't go if you don't call your name."

"You didn't go to the class called before, how could you not go to the question-and-answer class."

Nan Xiaoyun frowned, seeing her face full of thoughts of skipping class, she held her hand, "Let's go to class, I'll accompany you. Anyway, it's too early to go to lunch now, okay?"

"But..." Xue Xingchen was a little reluctant. After all, she hated this class the most. "The old man is very annoying and fierce. No sound is allowed in class. You will feel very bored if you go there."

"It's okay, then go and listen to a class."

"Well, the birthday star has the final say."

—

Xue Xingchen took her to the classroom where she was going to teach, and just stepped on the bell. The classroom with 200 people was almost full.More than half of them are the seniors and sisters who died before, who come to focus on the lesson.

She led Nan Xiaoyun to the back row, waved away a male classmate, and got two empty seats side by side.

The old professor had already set up the projection equipment, and said in a serious tone: "I told you a long time ago that my pass rate for this class is not high, but I don't feel sad if I take the class seriously."

"Many of you came to me to intercede before the exam. It's useless. The usual scores are your classroom performance scores, and each score is based on a basis. It is as much as it should be. I will show you my scores."

The old professor opened a document, which was full of homework scores for each student arranged by student number.

Nan Xiaoyun usually heard Xue Xingchen complain about how difficult this class was. Each class has a quiz. Although you can flip through the book, the answer is not easy to find, and you have to copy a lot of words, etc...

She squinted her eyes and quickly saw Xue Xingchen's score on the projection screen.

There are ten or twenty points.

"What's the total score?" Nan Xiaoyun asked in a low voice, then glanced at the scores of other students beside him, "Oh, one hundred."

"..."

Xue Xingchen couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was from her flat tone.He turned his face slightly, looked at her expression, and answered cautiously, "Well, one hundred."

"..."

Nan Xiaoyun didn't speak any more.

He took out the draft paper, calculated a few strokes smoothly, and finally came up with a number.

"72," she added two underlines at the bottom, "according to the current situation, you must have at least this score in the final exam in order to pass. Fortunately, it's not too difficult."

The corners of Xue Xingchen's lips twitched, and he explained in a low voice, "This...is too difficult for me! I heard they said that usually only two or three people can pass the exam."

Nan Xiaoyun raised her eyebrows, "So you were waiting for the make-up exam from the beginning?"

"……Um."

"..."

Nan Xiaoyun sighed lightly, didn't say anything, picked up a pen and opened the textbook silently.

In front of the podium, the half-haired old professor was cutting the slides to the last unit of the course, and began to give a new lesson.

There were murmurs of discussion below.

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