Why is this male classmate sticking to me?

For patients with daily hypoglycemia like Lu Chanchan, waking up early is definitely the most unbearable stage of the day—especially the eighth class in the morning.

His attitude towards the [-] o'clock class in the morning has always been that he can escape if he can, but if he can't escape, he must escape when he creates an opportunity.

But this rule, this semester began to fail.

This class was assigned to their head teacher, Old Li, an amiable male professor who holds important professional courses and likes roll calls very much.

The timing of his roll call is always uncertain. Sometimes he will order as soon as he arrives, sometimes during class breaks, and sometimes only 10 minutes before the end of get out of class, and sometimes even more than once.

When Lu Chanchan was dug out of the bed by her roommate, it was like being dug out of the soil by someone. She felt like a mummy that had been dusty for thousands of years.

After sitting dizzily in the classroom, I wish my roommates could bury themselves back in the soil again.

It's just that it's very difficult to get up, and he doesn't have time to eat breakfast, his stomach keeps regurgitating acid, and he has no appetite.

If you don't eat, you will feel dizzy, if you eat, you will feel like vomiting, an infinite vicious circle.

Lu Chanchan nestled in the seat, lay down on the table, held his stomach with one hand, and sipped the warm water that his kind-hearted roommate helped him.

He frowned, taking every sip for a while, always feeling that the water induces vomiting, the more he drank, the more flustered his stomach became, don't drink it, it hurts again.

Lu Chanchan was about to be tormented by this broken stomach until she lost her temper.

A small cake box suddenly appeared on the table, with a pink body wrapped around a delicate ribbon.

He looked up a little, and Du Li's face full of guilt appeared in front of him.

"Chanchan, I'm here to apologize to you." Du Li sat down in the seat in front of him.

Lu Chanchan was puzzled: "What apology?"

"That day you helped me deliver the admission ticket. I didn't know you were uncomfortable, and I was still messing with you. Don't be as knowledgeable as me..."

Lu Chanchan laughed: "I don't blame you, it's because I'm not in good health."

"No, no, blame me!"

"Do not blame you."

"Blame me!"

……

If we keep going on like this, we can wait until next year.

Lu Chanchan thought for a while, "Did the monitor tell you?"

"Isn't it!" Du Li looked persecuted, "I was scolded when I came back that day. You also know that he is already very scary when he doesn't smile, and he almost made me cry when his face turned black."

Seeing his listless face, Lu Chanchan felt a little helpless, and turned to untie the ribbon on the cake box, and said in surprise, "This is the newly opened cake shop outside the main entrance. It's been a long time."

"Hey, what's the matter?" Du Li waved his hand nonchalantly, "Since it's an apology, of course it must be sincere, and the store starts to do business well in the afternoon, so I didn't have much of a queue when I went there in the morning."

Lu Chanchan scooped out a little bit with a small spoon and put it in his mouth. The soft cake was wrapped in silky cream. It was sweet but not greasy. It was actually delicious.

But his stomach didn't feel that way, he swallowed a small mouthful, as if he was stimulated by something, he jumped a few times.

Lu Chanchan couldn't hold back a "hiss" from the bottom, and immediately put her fist against her upper abdomen.

With the desk in the way, Du Li couldn't see the movement of his hands. He only noticed that his face suddenly turned pale, and said quickly, "What's the matter, what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable? You look so pale."

In fact, the pain was just that, and after a while, it was just a bit cool and uncomfortable, so there was no need for Du Li to be anxious.

Lu Chanchan pursed her lips, and said as relaxed as possible: "It's nothing, you know, low blood sugar."

After Du Li heard this, he quickly pushed the cake in front of him, "Then eat something quickly. Fortunately, I brought you breakfast today, otherwise you might get dizzy again after two long classes."

"...It's not that exaggerated."

Lu Chanchan really couldn't eat it, but Du Li looked at him with too much concern, and he didn't want to distract him.

He took a spoon to light the cake, and said casually, "I remember there is a small hot pot next door to this store, which is also delicious."

"That's right, that's right," Du Li became excited, "I really like that restaurant. I haven't eaten for two months when I go home during the summer vacation. You really miss it when you say it."

"His tofu is the best, tender and smooth, and the bottom of the pot is also fragrant."

Du Li started to swallow his saliva in his brain, "How about babbling, let's go rubbing together at noon?"

"Okay." Lu Chanchan generously agreed.

The small hot pot is in the form of one pot per person. Every time Lu Chanchan orders the mushroom soup pot, it is like eating a hot health soup pot. His stomach urgently needs that kind of hot food to comfort him.

"What hot pot?"

Jiang Yulin came late, and when he arrived, he found the two chatting happily.

"We're talking about going to eat the small hot pot at the main entrance at noon." Du Li moved a seat aside, waiting for Jiang Yulin to sit down.

"Squad leader, do you eat hot pot? Come together." Lu Chanchan issued an invitation.

"Farewell," Du Li said with a smile, "he never..."

"Yes." Jiang Yulin interrupted directly.

Du Li was a little puzzled, obviously he used to call him to eat hot pot, but he kept a cold face, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Jiang Yulin didn't sit down, he stood and looked at Lu Chanchan's face, frowned and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Just as Lu Chanchan was about to speak, Du Li quickly answered for him: "Isn't this hypoglycemia-you can eat two more bites of this cake..."

Jiang Yulin followed Du Li's hand, and when he saw the cake that had only moved a little, he frowned more tightly: "It's class, take the food first."

Lu Chanchan was in a difficult situation, he really didn't want to eat this cake, Jiang Yulin's words could save him from fire and water.

"Ah... how can I do it, people are not feeling well..."

Du Li felt that classmate Lu Chanchan was too pitiful, so he couldn't help but help him accuse the class monitor of his sternness.

The stern and selfless monitor said coldly, "Du Li, have you finished your homework?"

Du Li was taken aback for a moment, and then "fucking shit" started flipping through his schoolbag, muttering "it's over, it's over".

Jiang Yulin finally took his seat, took out a bag of hot milk from his bag, and handed it to Lu Chanchan, "Drink this first."

Lu Chanchan took it over and saw that it was the signature sweet milk in the breakfast shop. They don't make this in school, and if they want to drink it, they have to get up early in the morning and queue up outside the school gate to buy it.

Jiang Yulin had already sat down in front of him, and suddenly turned around and added: "It's a little hot, you can drink it later."

Lu Chanchan held the warm milk bag in her hand, and her heart became hot.

He wanted to thank Jiang Yulin, but old boss Li walked in with a smile on his shoulders, carrying the briefcase that never left him.

Lu Chanchan also swallowed the words into her stomach.

Jiang Yulin was right. The milk was really hot. He held it in his hand and felt it for a while, then suddenly his heart moved, and he gently pressed the bag to his stomach.

This temperature is too hot to hold and drink in the stomach, but it is just right to warm the belly through the clothes.

Lu Chanchan's stomach was chilled all morning, and finally he felt comfortable at this moment, and Jiang Yulin's back in front of him also became tall and warm.

He couldn't help but took out his phone and sent two messages to Jiang Yulin during class.

[LCC: Thank you monitor~ I love you~! ]

[LCC: The cat is crying jpg.]

[LCC: cat refill jpg.]

Du Li was on the sidelines making up big homework, scratching his head and scratching his head. He really couldn't do it, so he wanted to learn from Jiang Yulin.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Jiang Yulin facing the phone with a slight smile line on the corner of his mouth, and his back felt chills.

It's not that this smile is not good-looking, their squad leader is handsome and suave, of course he looks good-looking no matter what expression he makes, it's just——I haven't seen it before.

Du Li gently nudged Dajiang Yulin with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "What are you laughing at? Can you stop laughing like that, I'm panicking."

Jiang Yulin put away his phone and looked at him with raised eyebrows, what's wrong?

Du Li smiled and rubbed his hands, "Then what, my lord monitor, my lord of learning, I wait for mortals to look up at your big homework, just for a moment, just look up, look up..."

Jiang Yulin has always opposed him borrowing homework, and Du Li racked his brains to stop his words, trying to trick Xue Shen into getting his homework.

As a result, today's god of learning is surprisingly easy to talk to.

Before he finished his speech, Jiang Yulin took out his homework from his bag and threw it to him.

Du Li was holding a homework book that looked like a Bible, but he couldn't react for a while.

Until Xueshen shot another sharp glance, "What are you looking at?"

Du Li trembled all over, quickly moved back to his seat with his homework in his arms, opened it reverently, and continued to glance at Jiang Yulin from the corner of his eye while learning from it.

Xueshen took out his phone again and tapped on the screen, not knowing what he was doing.

At the same time, a bell rang suddenly from Lu Chanchan's position obliquely behind.

Ding dong bell~

Loud and melodious.

For a while, it attracted the attention of the entire classroom.

Old Li propped up the podium, looked at Lu Chanchan with a half-smile, and nodded, "Are you particularly concerned?"

Laughing suddenly broke out in the classroom, Lu Chanchan's cheeks flushed, how could Old Li know the notification sound that he was particularly concerned about!

"Student Lu Chanchan," Old Li said with a sad tone, "At least you are in my class. Can you care about me before caring about others? If you do this, I will feel very unattractive..."

"Well, you should pay attention to our question first..."

Lu Chanchan didn't listen at all just now, but now she was ashamed and ashamed, her mind went blank.

He faltered for a while, and Jiang Yulin in front of him coughed so hard that he pushed a piece of A4 paper aside.

Lu Chanchan has excellent eyesight, and following his hand, it is clearly the answer to that question.

Even if it was a draft, Jiang Yulin's handwriting and typesetting were neat and smooth, and even the idea of ​​solving the problem was clearly written.

Lu Chanchan read it as she read it, but she completely understood it.

It's just that while he was reading, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Yulin's ears, feeling a little red there.

When this paragraph was finally over, he shrank back into his seat like a quail, muted his phone first, and then read the message Jiang Yulin sent him back.

Unexpectedly, there were only four bright characters.

[Squad Leader: Listen to the class carefully. ]

Full of sarcasm.

Lu Chanchan wished she could grab the desk with her head.

If you don't listen to the squad leader, you will suffer in front of your eyes.