Engineering drawing I rule you

When Xie Huai woke up from the warm and comfortable bed, seeing the golden sunlight shining in through the cracks in the curtains, his half-closed eyes instantly opened up, and with a snap, he sat up startled in a dying dream.

With an ominous premonition, he fumbled around for a while and found the phone.

At 8:36, half an hour has passed since Yang Wenwei's first drawing class.

He clearly remembered that he set the alarm clock for the morning class last night, but he didn't expect to be careless and didn't flash it.

Sitting on the bed in confusion for a moment, he turned his gaze to the small tent that was tightly pulled across the bed: "Xiao Zhu! Are you still going to class?"

"Huh?" The only answer to him was someone's half-dream voice, "Today's Gemini Mercury is retrograde, um...it's not suitable to go out..."

Helpless, he could only get up in a hurry, stuffed a piece of bread in his bag, and pushed the door out alone.

The school has 10 minutes per class and 10 minutes between classes. As long as you can sneak into the classroom before the second class at 9:[-], it shouldn't be a big problem.

Xie Huai glanced at his watch, stepped on the bicycle and sped forward.

Of course, all these earth-shattering moves are not out of eagerness to learn.As a player entering the palace for the second time, his first task this year is to complete all the failed courses.

Among them, the most challenging one is the engineering drawing teacher known as "Civil Engineering Yang Yongxin" who is rigorous in his studies.

Five points will be deducted for being late once, and the exam qualification will be canceled for more than three absenteeisms, and the students will be sent directly to the professional team for service without any room for negotiation.

Last year, because of these messy regulations, Xie Huai liked to offer a big gift package.

The road section is relatively quiet during class time, and there are still 3 minutes before he locks his car and rushes to the entrance of the teaching building.

"Ahem." He wiped off the sweat on his neck, switched the bag to one hand, pretended to be coming back from the toilet, and swaggered towards the back door.

"This student who counts 24 o'clock on the third floor of the cafeteria..." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

Xie Huai paused, subconsciously turned around.I saw that the other party was wearing loose jeans and a black long-sleeved shirt, which were tightly wrapped, which was out of tune with the still hot September.

But when he saw that face, all doubts turned into shock.

It was the guy he yelled at last night when he was playing cards in the cafeteria.

"Miangui's surname is Qin, and Qin Yiyan is the teaching assistant for engineering drawing class this semester." The man said politely, but there was no hint of concession in his tone, "You are late for a full 57 minutes, please come with me through the front door."

Xie Huai froze in place.

The world is too small, right?

Because repeating a grade would affect the evaluation of the civilized dormitory, he was kicked out by his former roommate, and formed the honorable dormitory of the eighth palace with three second-entry contestants who had nothing to do.

Yesterday, when they had nothing to do, they met in the cafeteria to play cards.Xie Huai won three games in a row, and was so excited that he was humming, when suddenly a pair of slender hands appeared in his vision.

The other party held down his cards and asked politely: "This is a public place, can you please speak softly?"

"Who are you?" His good interest was swept away, and his temper soon came up.

"I'm discussing a problem with my team members. Your voice is too loud, which affects us." The boy frowned slightly when he saw a table of scattered cards, "If you want to play cards..."

"This is not a card." His lie came out, "I am teaching my roommates to count 24. They are not good at high math, so they asked me to cultivate mathematical thinking. Besides, the cafeteria is not a formal place for learning. You have to Quietly go to the library."

After finishing speaking, he shook the hawthorn stick in his mouth, looking like a big brother.

The boy didn't say any more, turned around and walked back to his side to sort things out.

"Brother, how is it?"

"Change place." He said succinctly, "I don't like wasting my tongue with unnecessary people."

Seeing them leaving with their tails between their legs, Xie Huai sat on the spot and hummed triumphantly: "I really thought I was something."

"Brother Huai is amazing!" Zhu Kecheng, the little follower, immediately gave him a thumbs up.

I really thought I was something...

The words were still in his ears, and when he woke up, this small world gave him a surprise.

What kind of good thing can the teaching assistant of the devil professor be?

Hearing the class bell ringing slowly, Xie Huai felt cold.

Anyone who has attended Yang Wenwei's class knows that he is a strict and rigid old professor with many old rules. For example, those who are late must call the report from the front door, and they are punished by standing on the edge of the podium for 5 minutes. Social death on the spot.

On the other side, Qin Yiyan stared at him with slightly downcast eyes, and made a gesture of please.

This guy is definitely taking the opportunity to avenge himself publicly.Xie Huai was so angry that he gritted his molars, and before he could speak, he had already walked to the door as if he was dying.

The old gentleman on the podium raised his eyes, and He Shan asked, "Little classmate, why are you late for so long? Did you encounter any trouble?"

"No." He replied angrily, walked to the podium and stood up.

The old professor has a good memory, so he checked the roster and said calmly, "5 minutes, time yourself."

Then he resumed his lecture.

The students below exploded, discussing in a low voice: "Who is he? He was late for the first class, and he looked indifferent." "Yes, he looks like a repeat offender."...

At this time, a voice suddenly appeared from the front row: "This is a repeater! I heard that there was a student who failed five courses in the Department of Civil Engineering last year, so it may be him."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Huai's blood froze instantly, and he followed the source of the voice with sharp eyes.

The person who spoke was a fat boy wearing black-rimmed glasses, who was tanned because he had just finished his military training.

If eyes could kill, this boy would probably have died a hundred times.Xie Huai stared at that guy calmly, clenching his teeth silently.

Time passed by, and before the old professor could speak, he walked down with a sullen face.

Perhaps out of encouragement, Yang Wenwei also specifically said to him: "You have the potential to become an excellent engineer, and if you realize it in the future, there are only three things to do."

But no matter what the teacher said, the attention of the classmates has already been attracted by him, and they cast curious eyes like watching a monkey.

"With gray hair dyed and ears pierced, isn't he really a punk?"

"There seems to be a smell of cigarettes on him. How could such a person be admitted to such a good university like ours?"

"That's why I repeat a grade. It's just a fish that slipped through the net in exam-oriented education."

Malicious speculation made the narrow aisle even more cramped, Xie Huai faced the "whispering" on his face, walked to the last row and sat down expressionlessly.

But when he was about to open his schoolbag to get his textbooks, his breath stopped again.There is no drawing textbook in the bag, but a sketchbook that he usually doodles in instead.

He opened the bag in disbelief and flipped through it again.

"Where's your textbook?" Qin Yiyan's voice sounded behind him after not seeing anything for a long time.

"No." He crossed his chest and sat on the chair, crossing his legs.

"Go back and get it if you haven't brought it with you," the other party did not back down. "You must bring all the teaching materials and drawing tools to Professor Yang's class."

"I don't even take my textbooks, why doesn't this person have a long memory after failing once?" Someone said something at the back.

Why are these new idiots so unqualified? !Xie Huai's anger was completely ignited, he kicked the table heavily, and left with his bag on the spot.

Seeing this, Qin Yiyan immediately stepped forward to stop him: "This classmate..."

"You fucking let go." He slapped the back of his hand red, threw his schoolbag and walked away.

With a crisp sound, the chaotic back row of the classroom was finally quiet.Yang Wenwei stopped the chalk in his hand and looked at the teaching assistant standing by the back door.

Qin Yiyan looked at the red back of his hand, met his gaze, and shook his head helplessly.

"This man is too tough, even the teacher beat him!"

"That's enough, be quiet and listen to the class." He put his hands behind his back and turned to maintain discipline, "It's not your turn to worry about his affairs."

After nine o'clock in the morning, there were few people walking around in the school, and it seemed very abrupt for a person to run rampant on the road.Xie Huai didn't take it seriously, and rushed all the way to the Chonghu Pavilion, and sat down facing the big white goose in the lake.

What kind of fish that slipped through the net of exam-oriented education, what kind of small gangsters and poor students, even if they are really poor in their studies, what are those people?

It's just someone who takes the moral high ground and revels in himself.

Thinking of what Zhu Kecheng said in the morning that Mercury is retrograde in Gemini today, Xie Huai cursed again.When meeting such a group of freshmen, it would be better not to go to class.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, he took out a box of Marlboro from his pocket, knocked on the cigarette case skillfully, took out one and lit it in his mouth.

Smoke billowed around him.Xie Huai brushed off the cigarette ash, looked at the slowly rising white smoke, and the faces of that black and fat boy and Qin Yiyan reappeared in his mind.

He made a note of this account.

Sooner or later, he will make this group of people pay for what happened today.

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