School girls always want to bend me

After Ye Qiqi entered the classroom, there were still 3 minutes before the start of class, and there were only a few empty seats in the first two rows of the large classroom.

She randomly picked a seat in the first row next to the corridor.

Several people in a small area stared at her for a while.

After all, this is a very arrogant seat, either a little bit capable, or no brains.

The major course on the history of ancient literature is mainly for undergraduates, and there are also some postgraduates and individual doctoral students. F University requires famous professors to also teach undergraduates, so the teacher of this course is a bigwig in the industry and the editor-in-chief of this literary history in the hands of the students.

Listening to the person who edited this book talk about this book, there are often jokes from academic circles.

Ye Qiqi is a science student, and a very science type. He has no interest in the elegant and funny things that liberal arts students like to talk about, and always filters them selectively.

Halfway through the course, the teacher dug out the final essay of the course.

The originally happy and relaxed classroom atmosphere was like falling into an ice cave.The boy wearing flip flops next to Ye Qiqi almost buried his head in the textbook.

"This is the course paper you handed in, at this level." The contempt from the boss, after all, the papers written by ordinary doctoral students who spend four years of hard work are worthless in his eyes.

Did not dare to answer him.

"These papers are a waste of my life. Do you know how precious my life is? Now, how much is it to invite me out to speak for an hour, do you know?"

The teacher when telling jokes and the teacher when giving essays are completely two species.

Still the audience was silent.

Everyone meditated in their hearts: Teacher, we have tried our best to make our poop look better.

"Which one is Ye Qiqi?" The boss actually mentioned a student's name, which was not easy.

Ye Qiqi, who had been typing out another final paper of his course on the keyboard at high speed, stood up in response.

There was no turbulence on his face.

The boss glanced at her, because he was very close, the impact of his eyes was too strong, the flip-flop boy felt that he was being implicated, and wished he could stay away.

But Ye Qiqi just looked back politely.

The flip-flop boy was suddenly in awe of this thin and fair-looking little girl, and he was able to withstand the big guy's gaze.

Absolutely extraordinary.

While everyone was mourning for the little girl, the boss calmly took a sip of the tea in front of him, and spoke slowly.

"The writing is good, the information is detailed and rigorous, and it seems that effort has been put into it."

Everyone felt that their ears were broken. After all, the boss's praise was like a ghost. He had heard of it but never seen it.

"Come on, tell your classmates about your experience."

Everyone sent their gazes in unison.

"It's... quite simple."

Everyone: "..."

Sure enough, people's sorrows and joys are not the same.

At dusk, golden light floods the campus.

With white wireless earphones in his ears and a black schoolbag on one shoulder, Ye Qiqi was tall, carrying a packed dinner from the cafeteria to the dormitory building in one hand.

The postgraduate dormitory is modeled on an apartment, with green trees surrounding the white walls, next to the gymnasium, and the sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor can be heard from time to time.

The corridor entrance is a place where orange cats frequently appear.

A plump orange cat lazily walked up to Ye Qixi's feet, then curled up in a circle and stretched its waist.

It's a posture waiting to be fed.

Some of the students around even bought high-end cat food to feed these homeless cats.

Ye Qiqi took out the key, looked at the cat under his feet, and suddenly remembered the orange cat Jiugongge that Zhang Yawen often posted on Moments when Zhang Yawen was still a graduate student in F University a few years ago.

Probably that's how she was glued to by the cat.

Zhang Yawen has a temperament that hurts the spring and the autumn. If the dog at home is gone, he can’t eat for several days. When he encounters a stray cat on a rainy day, he will leave his umbrella to the cat.

Entering the society with such a personality, one should be easily bullied.Ye Qiqi was thinking wildly.

The orange cat licked its paws and waited for Ye Qiqi to feed him as enthusiastically as the other kind girls here.

Ye Qiqi and the orange cat exchanged glances.

Then there was a loud slam of the door.

The orange cat is stupid: ...

Open the door of 402, the living room is no longer messy when I left in the morning, it should be that the cleaning lady has come.

402 has a living room, a bathroom, and four rooms, with two girls in each room.

Ye Qi lived in the fourth one, and she reached out and knocked on the door of the third room opposite.

Xie Lin poked her head out of the dark room with messy pink hair and squinted her eyes: "Qiqi, if you come back a little later, wait for me to collect the body."

"I'm not Xu Yao, and I don't care about your life or death."

The words were cold, but he still handed over the steaming plastic bag: "Intestine powder, sesame flavor."

Xie Lin is a local, and the taste is sweet and soft.This is what Xu Yao told him thousands of times.

She was just about to open the door of her room when Xie Lin reached out and grabbed Ye Qiqi's wrist.

Ye Qiqi hurriedly moved away, distanced himself, and said angrily, "Xie Lin!"

"It's Mumu." Lin's character is Mumu, she likes others to call herself that.

Ye Qiqi didn't reply her.

Xie Lin directly picked up a piece of rice rolls with her hand and threw it into her mouth, saying, "Qiqi, you are so perverted that you don't like other people's problems, we are roommates."

Ye Qiqi opened the door and prepared to go in: "Excuse me, my roommate, are you coming back to sleep today?"

"Just...not."

There were originally two girls in Room [-], one girl was also a local, she mainly lived in her own home, and rarely came to the dormitory. Less than half a semester after school started, Xie Lin became a frequent visitor opposite, and hooked up with Xu Yao. Together.

Before closing the door, Ye Qiqi reminded Xie Lin: "Keep your voice down at night, so as not to interrupt my paper writing."

Xie Lin bit down and almost bit her own tongue, and kicked the door.

"With your character, be careful not to find a partner!"

At nine o'clock in the evening, Xu Yao, the owner of Room No. [-], came back. She put the strawberry cake on Xie Lin's bedside, and then knocked on the door opposite.

"The door is not locked."

Xu Yao pushed open the door, and in the room, Ye Qiqi was staring intently at the notebook in front of him wearing thin-rimmed black-rimmed glasses.

She placed a cup of iced Americano in a green net bag on the table near the door.

"Thank you for bringing Mumu dinner today."

Ye Qiqi turned his head and glanced at the thick stack of A4 papers that Xu Yao had placed on the table by the way.Xu Yao has short hair cut to the ears, and he looks like a good-looking little brother from a distance.

"Is it Xie Lin's course paper?" Ye Qiqi asked.

"Well, it's five courses. Please help Mumu explain it." Xu Yao's eye circles were obviously blue.

Xie Lin and her have the same major but different tutors, and Xu Yao and her have different majors.

Ye Qiqi turned around, put one hand on his chin, looked at Xu Yao, and asked, "Is that how you indulge Xie Lin?"

Even the course papers are written for her.

Xu Yao was about to go back, stopped in his tracks, and raised his eyebrows: "I think, you are in a relationship, and you are probably more used to it than I am."

Ye Qiqi froze for a moment.

Xu Yuan glanced at Ye Qiqi's notebook from afar.

"I heard from Mumu that you are looking for a summer internship?"

"Ah."

"Based on your terms, you should be well treated."

Ye Qiqi remembered the "80 yuan" on the recruitment notice, nodded, and said, "It's pretty good."

Next Monday, the interview day for the interns of the Ancient Books Publishing House, Ye Qiqi didn't sleep well all night.

At five o'clock, she looked at herself in the big mirror in the bathroom, her face was a little dull, and she patted her face with cold water.

Xie Lin got up to go to the toilet in a daze, and looked at Ye Qiqi beside her while washing her hands.

"Isn't today's class in the afternoon?" Although she didn't plan to go either.

Ye Qiqi: "I'm taking leave of absence to go to the interview."

"Interview in the morning?"

"One p.m."

Looking at the shallow sunlight outside the window, Xie Lin felt that the internship that Ye Qiqi was interviewing for must be very special.

"Qiqi, isn't your internship great? Is the company number one in the country, and the salary for the internship is over [-]. With this experience, you can choose your own job after graduation."

Otherwise, why is it worth getting up so early.

Ye Qiqi didn't bother to pay attention to her, so for the first time, he took off a loose powder sample and carefully patted it on his face.

Xie Lin approached like a ghost, and smiled: "I'll go, the boss is also having a stressful day, I'm curious about what's so special about this job."

She thought about Xie Lin's words, and said frankly, "I'm quite nervous."

When going out, it started to rain lightly outside, she held up a black umbrella and walked towards the subway.

The Ancient Books Publishing House is located in the center of the city where the land is very expensive, and it is 50 minutes away from the school subway. When I got on the subway, the air-conditioning in the carriage was full, and Ye Qiqi looked at himself reflected in the car door in a daze.

A light apricot square-neck shirt, blue high-waisted jeans, a pair of black canvas shoes, and a black schoolbag on one shoulder.

His arms were folded in front of his chest, and his face was expressionless.

It still doesn't look like one at all.

At noon on a weekday, there are very few people in the subway, and there are many vacancies in the dark blue seats.

She stood, leaning against the cold and smooth iron railing, and then remembered the first time she met Zhang Yawen.

At that time, she was in the first year of junior high school, and Zhang Yawen was in the second year of high school. They belonged to the same education group. The high school department was the provincial key point. The top ten percent of the junior high school students could be promoted directly. There were usually experience sharing sessions for high school seniors and sisters.

Zhang Yawen is an excellent representative of the liberal arts class.

At that time, Zhang Yawen was a little chubby, wearing a school uniform with no aesthetic feeling, and tied a high black ponytail like most girls. It was not very good-looking, but his smile was sweet.

Later, Ye Qiqi looked at Zhang Yawen's photos on social platforms, and he was much thinner than in high school, and also much more fashionable.

Today should be regarded as the official first meeting, she thought.

The publishing house is in an old bungalow in the city center. It is said that before the founding of the People’s Republic of China, it was a house built by a textile tycoon. The architectural style is a slightly exaggerated European style.

The guard stopped her and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Interviewing an intern." Ye Qiqi replied.

"Which one are you looking for?"

"Zhang Yawen." Although she spoke on the phone a few days ago, the other party never said her name, but this was in line with her personality.

The guard dialed the other party's phone, and the phone was placed outside. After a while, Zhang Yawen's voice came into her ears clearly.

"Yes, yes, it's an intern we recruited, please let it in, and I'll come pick it up right away."

Walking in, Ye Qiqi saw tall and dense sycamore trees, and not far away was an abandoned fountain, with a semi-dry straw mat drying on the statue of Cupid in the middle.

She remembered Zhang Yawen's recruitment notice posted in the group. She read it countless times later. Regarding the working environment, it said "elegant and high-end".

Sure enough... quite high-end.

She continued to walk in, although she didn't know where the destination was. Halfway there, Zhang Yawen hurried over in stiletto sandals. The concrete floor was full of potholes, and no one had ever thought of repairing it.

She ran towards herself step by step.

Ye Qiqi put the shoulder strap of the schoolbag in, and strode over with his long legs.

There was a little sweat on Zhang Yawen's forehead, and his fair face was a little red.

Ye Qiqi's nostrils wafted a faintly sweet fruity fragrance, somewhat like peaches.

Zhang Yawen was wearing a white knit slim dress, with bumps, tight calves, and narrow and thin waist.

Very good looking, very straight girl.

"Are you Qiqi?" Zhang Yawen asked.

Ye Qiqi was shocked by "Qiqi" whom he met for the first time, fell silent for a few seconds, and nodded obediently.

"Yes, I'm Ye Qiqi."

Zhang Yawen led her forward, and said pleasantly, "Call me Senior Sister."

"Okay, Senior Sister." Ye Qiqi walked obediently behind her, and when she said something, he answered it.

Zhang Yawen glanced back at the person behind him, the tall, thin and clean girl, from the first meeting, he could feel her calmness and introversion.

"You are different from what I imagined." Zhang Yawen said as he walked.

Ye Qiqi raised his head, raised his eyelids, and asked, "What's different?"

"When I saw the name Qiqi, I thought it was a very cute little girl."

Ye Qiqi stopped in her tracks, the rain had stopped, the air was still filled with dampness, and the faint sunlight shone on her almost transparent eyelids.

Her voice was a bit muffled: "Oh, so in the eyes of senior sister, I'm not cute."

He looked very disappointed, his soft black head drooping slightly.

The author has something to say:

Qiqi was sad and sniffed: Am I not cute? ? ?It's clearly powdered!

Still pinky color!