[Quick Transmigration] A cookie for you

After Yan Lu's performance, no one spoke for a long time, and it seemed that he couldn't catch his breath.After a while, the old professor took the lead in applauding.

Only then did the students come to their senses, and they all clapped their hands vigorously. Some naughty male students even whistled to add to the fun.

"Good performance." The old professor stood up from the chair, walked to him, and patted him on the shoulder.

"What's your name?"

"The law of color, the color of color, the law of a lawyer."

"Lawyer? Your parents will name it. Are you interested in playing a lawyer?"

"Teacher, what do you mean...?" Yan Lu had a faint guess in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.Because in his thinking, for a role like "lawyer", he has to find a mature and stable actor to play it. How could he give himself such a stupid student?

"It's just what you think. You already know which TV series it is, don't you? Find me after class. Okay, you go down. Let's continue class!"

Yan Lu then casually wiped away the two tears he shed when he fell in love just now, and then went down the steps with a relaxed expression, and sat down beside that roommate.

"Why don't you talk?" Yan Lu casually asked Xiao Lu while taking him.

The melancholy roommate gave him a strange look, then turned his head away and focused on the book in front of him.

Yan Lu: "..."

"System, I think this person has the characteristics of a protagonist. Isn't he really my Ning Zheng?"

"..." The system felt that he was about to roll his eyes to the sky, "Do you think you have feelings?"

"What do you feel?"

"Telepathy! Don't tell me you were abused in the last world? Is it because you are always attacking? Can't you feel it? When you looked into his eyes, did you feel any throbbing in your heart? Was there a tingling, Or a warm current passing through?"

"..." Yan Lu felt it seriously, and said honestly, "Not at all."

"That's it." In order to avoid the conversation with him, the system would lower the IQ, and it went offline again without saying hello.

Yan Lu: "..."

Well, if you don't give him a hint, then he will have to find it himself.

Where is it?I miss you so much...

Yan Lu was listless and lay down on the desk. For the next time, he didn't care about listening to the class, but stared at Xiao Lv who was sitting on the desk.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Xiaoli seemed to have grown up a bit, and could sit so steadily without relying on anyone's support.It made him really happy.

But speaking of it, since he was born, I don't seem to have taught him well and let him grow up freely.So who did he learn how to talk and walk from?

Could it be that in the last world, where he couldn't see, Luo Shi taught him?But he is a big leader, with a lot of things to do every day, how can he spare time to hang out with a little doll?

Alas, forget it, don't want to, the more I think about it, the more heartbroken I am.Thinking of the last world where Luo Shi died in front of him like this, and finally died with reluctance, he felt that his heart seemed to have been dug out by someone else, and the pain was so painful that he was almost suffocating.

"what happened to you?"

"..." Yan Lu came back to his senses, and suddenly found that there was an extra wet tissue in front of his eyes, which was handed to him by the melancholy roommate next to him.

He never expected that the first thing he said to himself was...

"Why are you crying?"

"Sorry." Yan Lu got up from the table, took the tissue handed to him by his roommate, wiped his face, and said in a nasal voice, "Probably he hasn't recovered from the performance just now. .”

"That does not work."

"Ah."

"If you can't make plays all the time, you are not suitable to be an actor."

"..." This time it was his turn, Yan Lu gave him a strange look, "Did the teacher say that?"

"Ah."

"Why are you talking so much all of a sudden?"

"..." The roommate stopped talking again, not only that, but he also retracted his hands, as if rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Yan Lu thought it was funny, but at the same time, he also remembered a very important thing.That is, after talking for so long, he didn't even know his name.

This is so embarrassing.

Therefore, in the following time, Yan Lu kept aiming at his textbook intentionally or unintentionally, trying to peek at his name, but not only did he never find the opportunity, but aroused the suspicion of the person concerned.

Finally, the roommate couldn't help but asked again, "What are you looking at?"

Still such a cold tone.But Yan Lu didn't care at all, he opened his eyes and started talking nonsense, "I think your handwriting is really beautiful."

"...Thank you." Then, the two of them didn't say a word until the end of get out of class.

While Yan Lu was busy coaxing the child, he was thinking about where to find his old Gong at the same time, and he had no time to take care of others for the time being.

And his roommate, on the surface, is still listening to the class seriously, but in fact, his mind is already wandering, and his eyes don't even have focus.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yan Lu suddenly received a note from somewhere.

There was only one sentence written on it, "Do you dare to go to the music classroom to play the piano at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night?"

Yan Lu thought to himself, who is so boring?Even if I dared, I would definitely not go.Do you have nothing to do?

But when he turned around, he still didn't find out who the person who passed the note to him was, and he didn't even catch a suspicious person.Everyone around him was busy packing up their books, planning to go out in groups before going to the next class.

Who on earth is it?

Yan Lu searched for a while, but stopped looking, he thought it must be someone's prank.So he rolled up the note, threw it into the trash can not far away, and then took his books and went to the old professor as agreed.

But for some reason, when he was walking in the corridor, he always felt that someone was following him, but every time he turned around, he couldn't see anyone.

The corridor was empty, and there was no one there.While cursing the teacher's office in such a remote place, Yan Lv silently quickened his pace.

When he finally reached the door and was about to knock on the door, he overheard discussions inside.

"Really similar."

"You mean your student? His father wasn't..."

"He was originally a professor in our college. He was promoted two years ago. Do you still remember what happened?"

"Of course I do. I don't think I'll ever forget that."