They say I have a husband

The fat head of the department ran to the gate of the school, looked around but saw no one, and was about to call the gorgeous head of the department.

"Hello, are you here to pick us up?" Zhou Qi's voice was clear and cold, sounding a little unhappy.

"I'm sorry, we were negligent." Wu Qiming kept apologizing, and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. He recognized Ou Heng and Zhou Qi, both of whom were close disciples of the big boss, each of them was a treasure. They look like eyeballs, and I don't know if I will go back and tell their teacher, such an impression of their school... Wu Qiming didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Please take us to the dormitory, my classmate is not feeling well." Zhou Qi signaled Ou Heng with his eyes, and Ou Heng was already in Li Junyu's arms, trembling a little.

"Yes, I'm sorry, come this way, come this way, let the patrol car take us there..." Wu Qiming almost didn't mention it in one breath, something happened, that woman Zhao Li must have eaten him alive!

"Carrying the suitcase." Li Junyu picked up Ou Heng, let Li Gan carry the suitcase, and strode towards the patrol car. Zhou Qi, Mo Han and Li Gan followed closely behind. Wu Qiming didn't dare to fall behind, trotting very strong , but several people have long legs, and Wu Qiming has a lot of short legs, so he can't keep up without running.

Imagine a round ball with four long legs in front of it, which has a unique sense of picture.

Although the speed of the four-wheeled patrol car was not fast, it arrived at the door of the dormitory - you are my obsession - very quickly. Jiang Feng was already waiting at the door. He was very nervous, but his face was calm.

"Director Wu, I..." Jiang Feng raised his usual gentle smile and wanted to say a few words.

"The dormitory is on the third floor, 305." Wu Qiming ignored Jiang Feng at all, and pushed Jiang Feng away. He had short legs and couldn't keep up, so he told Ou Heng their location.

When he arrived at the door of 305, Li Gan knocked twice, and the door opened immediately. The people in the dormitory had been waiting for a long time, and the dormitory was also cleaned. There were no smelly socks or anything, and there was a faint fragrance.

"Please, let's get the luggage." The two boys were a little shy, especially when they saw that they were all handsome men.

"No, what's their bed?"

"Here, we've cleaned everything up." A boy hurriedly took them in, put them on the bed and off the table, the two boys slept on one side, and left the other side for Ou Heng and the others.

The room is heated, which makes it much more comfortable once you come in.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Li Junyu put Ou Heng on the table and asked while covering Ou Heng's hand.

"No." Ou Heng shook his head, his body warmed up, Ou Heng was uncomfortable sitting in the car, and then it was even more uncomfortable when he got out and it was cold outside.

"Does this student want to go to the infirmary?" Wu Qiming asked concerned, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

"No need, thank you, Director Wu, for your concern." Ou Heng shook his head, his pale face turning red.

"Will this be a bit boring? Let's open the window for a while." A boy standing at a loss blushed and said, they didn't know what to do, they looked at Ou Heng uncomfortable and cared, after all, they were new roommates and Exchange students, they still need to show their friendship as landlords.

"No thanks, I'm just a little motion sick and a little cold." Ou Heng smiled.

"Drink hot water." A boy poured a cup of hot water from a disposable cup.

"Thank you." Li Junyu took the cup, took a sip to test the temperature before giving it to Ou Heng, "Sit down for a while, I will make the bed for you." Li Junyu hugged Ou Heng on the stool and sat down, rubbing Ou Heng's face Hair, went to bed to make a bed for Ou Heng.

Mo Han and Li Junyu performed the same movements, which frightened the other three people so that they did not dare to speak. These two people did not seem to be the ones doing this. The three looked at Ou Heng and Zhou Qi with admiration at the same time.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Qi. I study traditional Chinese painting. Please give me more advice this semester." Zhou Qi stretched out his hand very formally.

"Hello, my name is Ou Heng, and I learn fine brushwork." Ou Heng smiled while holding a glass of water, a little unmotivated.

"Hello, my name is Lu Yan. I study Chinese painting. Please give me more advice in the future." The shorter boy spoke first, blushing when he spoke, and did not dare to look at Ou Heng and Zhou Qi.

"My name is Liang He. I have learned traditional Chinese painting. Please give me your advice." Liang He and Zhou Qi shook hands.

The painting major in North America is not as detailed as Huamei's. Meticulous brushwork belongs to traditional Chinese painting, not a separate major, so Ou Heng is arranged to live here.

Although gorgeous fine brushwork and traditional Chinese painting are in the same category, ink painting is freehand brushwork, and fine brushwork is a Chinese painting expression method that depicts scenery with precise and delicate brushwork. The combination of form and meaning is another realm, so the two majors are separated. .

"It's noon, let's have a light meal together. From now on, my Ou Heng asks you to take care of him, he is not in good health." Li Junyu said behind Ou Heng after packing up Ou Heng's things, she is a very good wife and mother.

Lu Yan and Liang He were stunned for a while.

"Also take good care of my Xiaoqi, he forgets the time once he starts painting." Mo Han was very helpless, he was afraid that in Zhou Qi's heart, he would not only be ranked behind their dog, but also behind his paintings, No status at all.

"It should be, we are all classmates." Liang He and Lu Yan looked at each other, and then said polite words.

The whole group had a lunch together. Of course, the head of the department was also with them, and they had a good conversation. No one mentioned the matter of being released as a pigeon in the morning.

"Don't kick the quilt, you know?" Li Junyu told Ou Heng downstairs in the dormitory, Ou Heng nodded, then stood on tiptoe and gnawed on Li Junyu's mouth.

"Remember to pick me up on Friday." Ou Heng wanted to cry, why there are so many classes in North America...every Friday, there are always classes, the first day in North America, I want to go back to school!

"Come to see you on Wednesday." Li Junyu was speechless after reading the schedule. There is only Friday afternoon class in a week... There are classes on Tuesday and Thursday night...

"Bye-Bye."

"Cold, go up." Li Junyu watched Ou Heng and Zhou Qi enter the dormitory building, nodded to Mo Han, and then took Li Gan away.

"Let me tell you, you must go early for tomorrow's morning class. That teacher is a Miejue teacher, it's scary!" Lu Yan felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he found a topic to liven up.

When I mentioned the English teacher, I shuddered, and I saw someone who had been tortured.

"You guys are miserable!" Ou Heng looked at Lu Yan sympathetically, their teachers seemed to be very kind.

"Don't be like this, you will experience it together this semester." Liang He patted Ou Heng's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Why?" Ou Heng was so desperate, why did the teacher want to be so scary?

"I don't know, maybe I'm not balanced." Lu Yan shook his head, he didn't understand either!

"It's so painful, I have to get up early in college... I haven't woken up early in half a year, I don't know if I can get up." Ou Heng scratched his hair, desperate.

"Book more alarm clocks." Zhou Qi's back also showed sadness, what is it to get up early?

"Don't you guys get up early?" Lu Yan asked unwillingly.

"Well, you don't need to get up early. Just go to the studio and make an appointment with the teacher. They don't accept appointments too early. Waking up early is a cult!"

"Envy..." This is the voice of Lu Yan and Liang He. In the first semester of freshman year, there are morning classes every day, and there are classes in the evening... The worst thing is that there are only classes in the week except Friday afternoons. A comparison , life is such a fuck, if you don't work hard enough, you will be tortured by life!

Why don't they work hard to get into Huamei? !

Such a beautiful day!