Tsinghua University

"Forget it." Jiang Fusheng stood up with great backbone, he bent one leg, bent down to pick up Shen Tinglan's school uniform, "I'll just jump and walk."

At this time, "Old Hei" who went to the teaching building to get a towel hurried back. "Old Hei" is just like his nickname, the biggest feature is that his skin color is darker than ordinary people, and people often ridicule him for painting a crescent moon on his forehead, which means Master Bao is reborn.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Lao Hei shouted loudly, holding up the white towel in his hand while running.The towel absorbed enough cold water, dripping down "Old Hei"'s arm, soaking the cuffs.The onlookers moved out of the way and let him in.

Jiang Fusheng untied Shen Tinglan's school uniform and put it on his shoulders, and wrapped the dripping white towel around his ankles hastily.He held Shen Tinglan's school uniform with one hand, put the other on his shoulder, and raised a smiling face: "Let's go."

Shen Tinglan has always liked to see Jiang Susheng laughing, it always reminded him of peach blossoms in full bloom in spring, neither arrogant nor arrogant, clean and tidy.

"Let's go." Shen Tinglan lowered his head seemingly naturally, avoiding Jiang Fusheng's sight, and carefully reached out to support him.The two headed towards the infirmary, followed by "Old Hei", "Old Eight" and other classmates.

A few minutes later, Shen Tinglan remembered something: "You still hold my school uniform like this? If I run into someone checking the school uniform later, won't my name be on the honor roll again?"

"You will wear mine later, I will take yours home and wash it for you." Jiang Fusheng lowered his voice slightly, "I have something to tell you, my name has a meaning."

Shen Tinglan said casually: "Coincidentally, my name also has a meaning."

"What do you mean, do you listen to a lot of nonsense?"

"Anzhi Tinglan, Yuyuqingqing. My mother originally wanted a girl, and hoped that I would be sunny every day. Later, I changed it to a homonym."

"Hey—that's strange, then why aren't you called Shen Anzhi or Shen Qingqing? I think Shen Qingqing sounds nice."

"You should study physics. You will definitely get full marks in the section on lever mechanics."

"Oh, it's amazing, it's amazing." Jiang Fusheng hopped on one leg and said, "My name has a meaning. I was born prematurely. I couldn't cry when I was born. When the nurse hit me, my mother would cry. 'Speak out!'. My name implies that my mother wants me to grow up healthy. But, she yelled too many times back then, and the effects stacked up, which made me a bit talkative now."

Shen Tinglan looked happy, and asked with a smile: "Tell me, I will call you Jiang Shijin from now on, will you be silent in the future?"

Jiang Fusheng cast a glance at Shen Tinglan: "Why don't you also study physics, I think your grades in lever mechanics should be pretty good too."

Shen Tinglan replied modestly: "It's ridiculous."

At this time in the afternoon, the infirmary has already opened the door. The process of asking for leave in No. [-] Middle School is to go to the infirmary first. The doctor and the head teacher confirm that the student is sick before being allowed to leave the school.

After what happened last time, Shen Tinglan always felt that Doctor Zhang was a quack doctor.

Several people walked into the infirmary, where Dr. Zhang was sitting in front of the computer and reading a novel.Shen Tinglan quietly glanced at the title of the book, and suddenly felt that this person was even more unreliable.

"The Domineering President and His Millionaire Bride"

Where can a serious doctor go to work and read this?

"You're serious, I can't see it." Zhang Kaifeng took a closer look at Jiang Fusheng's wound, sat back by the computer, and skillfully took out the booklet with the contact information of the head teachers of each grade from the drawer, and followed the phone number on it. number to dial.

"Thank you." Shen Tinglan had expected that he would say this, and supported Jiang Fusheng to sit by the bed, "Last time you saw me off, this time it's my turn to see you off."

"Feng Shui takes turns." Jiang Fusheng took off his school uniform and threw it to Shen Tinglan, "I hope this kind of unlucky Feng Shui will not turn around. I don't want to see the two of us going to the hospital alternately."

Shen Tinglan and Jiang Fusheng's clothes were about the same size, and he put on his school uniform, which fit perfectly.Shen Tinglan remembered some pictures, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I don't have any presents in my pocket this time."

"Yes, touch it."

Shen Tinglan put his hand into his pocket suspiciously, and grabbed a handful of colorful candy wrappers.

"Help me drop it, thank you, I'm a patient."

Shen Tinglan looked at Jiang Fusheng in disgust, but without speaking, turned around and threw the candy wrapper into the trash can.

"Speaking of which, is there anything you haven't given me?" Jiang Fusheng asked suddenly.

Shen Tinglan knew what Jiang Xusheng was talking about, the reply to the love letter last time.He has been thinking about the content of the love letter these days. After all, he has never written it before. This thing can only be written well if it is sincere, and it is much more difficult than a thousand-word review for the teacher.

And after handing it over to Jiang Fusheng, Jiang Fusheng will take photos and upload them to the group album.He explained it was part of "Truth or Dare."

When it comes to the "Truth or Dare" group, sometimes Shen Tinglan really doubts whether the other five people in the group are system robots, and their tone of voice is almost exactly the same.

On the other end, Zhang Kaifeng put down the phone: "Teacher An wrote out the leave note, and told you to go back alone and pick it up in her office. Also, she asked Shen Tinglan if she had time now, so she went back to find her and said something. "