How can it not be dusty

97,

After all the fuss in the morning, it was really too late. He Zhan hurriedly put on his clothes and shoes, and he didn't even have time to manage his hair, so he went out with a chicken coop on his head.

On the other hand, Xu Weichen still looks like a dog, without even a messy hair. If He Zhan knew the truth, he would have believed that Professor Xu got up early to prepare for a day of teaching, and then drove to school calmly.

He Zhan checked the time on his mobile phone, "Hurry up, Xu Weichen, I won't be able to go back to the dormitory to pick up the books in time."

"What's your first class?"

He Zhan didn't know why he asked this question, so he replied casually, "Ma Yuan, what's wrong?"

Before starting the car, Xu Weichen made a phone call. I don't know who it was, but he said to the person on the phone: "Well, please bring Ma Yuan's textbook when you come, thank you."

He Zhan asked him, "Who is it?"

Xu Weichen looked at the rearview mirror while reversing the car and said, "I'm taking a graduate student."

"Ah? Then shouldn't they have already thrown away all the books?"

Xu Weichen couldn't help but flicked his forehead lightly, "He Zhanzhan, do you think everyone learns one thing and throws another one like you?"

He Zhan felt guilty when he heard that, he still really learns one thing and throws the other away. He took those books before and sold them for scrap...

98,

Xu Weichen has excellent driving skills, and he drove to the school 10 minutes before class. He Zhan's class happened to be not far from his office, so he could go directly to class after taking the book.

He Zhan followed Xu Weichen to his office. Sure enough, there were two students at the door. They said to him respectfully: "Good morning, professor."

Xu Weichen also replied "Good morning", took the book that He Zhan wanted from one of them, gave him a pen from the office, and said, "Hurry up and go to class."

"Then let's meet in the cafeteria at noon." He Zhan said with a suppressed voice.

"Well, see you at noon."

When He Zhan walked away, the two students of Xu Weichen asked him: "Professor, who is that elementary school boy?"

Xu Weichen adjusted his glasses, and said calmly, "Your wife."

99,

He Zhan was still listening to the class seriously, and he would subconsciously turn his pen in class, and suddenly he found something.

Did Xu Weichen take the pen from the pen holder on his desk?

Isn't that...

He Zhan looked down at the black signature pen, and gradually lowered his head.

He was actually taking notes in class with a pen that had been inserted into his back hole and stained with his lewd water.

Wait a moment!That is to say, every pen Xu Weichen uses now has visited his acupoints, the pen used for correcting homework, the pen used for writing lesson plans, and even the pen used for signing...

He Zhan scolded shamelessly and angrily in his heart: "Xu Weichen really shameless your mother!"

100,

And at this time in the office.

"Professor, can I borrow the pen on your desk for a while, I seem to be out of ink."

"Sorry, this is a personal item, you can use the one on that table."

101,

When we met in the cafeteria at noon, He Zhan threw the pen in front of Xu Weichen, "Professor Xu, can you explain this?"

"A pen, black."

He Zhan said: "Then I know for sure, I'm not blind! You don't think that all the pens you use now are better than mine?"

Xu Weichen actually answered frankly: "Yes."

"Xu Weichen, you are such a magnanimous beast." He Zhan praised him sincerely.

Xu Weichen picked up his chopsticks to eat, and He Zhan knew that he had a habit of keeping his mouth shut, so he planned to interrogate him after he went to the office.

102,

In the office, just as He Zhan sat on the desk, Xu Weichen patted his butt and said softly, "He Zhan, you should sit on the stool."

He Zhan thought to himself, well, the stool is just a stool.

He obediently sat back on the stool, what was waiting was not Xu Weichen's kiss, but a large stack of papers.

"What is this?"

"Don't worry, I'm not leaking the questions to you. These are the four high-frequency vocabulary I sorted out."

He Zhan was stunned, "You are not in economics..."

"Your professor has also passed the special eighth exam, so it is more than enough to teach you."

He Zhan flipped through the dense stack of papers, "Isn't it? You really want to supervise my study? I thought you said that if you want me to study hard, you want me to study microeconomics. You also take care of my professional teacher's affairs?"

"He Zhanzhan, you must first realize that the microeconomics you are studying is in English, and secondly," Xu Weichen sat down opposite him and sighed, "As far as I know, your grades last semester seem to be in English. Extremely unsatisfactory."

He Zhan lowered his head, and sure enough he brought up this topic.

There was no way to escape, and he fell to the last name on the list. Xu Weichen was very polite when he said this. He Zhan's grades last semester were not only unsatisfactory, they were just a piece of shit.

"Actually, I haven't figured out what I want to do until now. My studies are in a mess, and I was almost taken away from the hip-hop club. Now I feel very uncomfortable when I think of the bottom of the exam last semester, but I don't know what to do. Xu Weichen and I So confused." He Zhan looked at the glossary in his hand, and suddenly felt that it was too heavy, too heavy for him to bear.

"Don't be confused," Xu Weichen said, "take it slowly, language learning needs to be accumulated, it is a rather long process."

He Zhan actually wanted to tell Xu Weichen that he was confused not because he didn't know how to learn, but because he didn't know what effect learning these things would have on him. to echo.