The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

"I..." He Jiao originally wanted to ask if I could live here, but now he didn't want to say that too suddenly.

Lan Qing walked away from him, turned around and went back to her bed.

When he was laying down, he hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Song Feiyang and the others won't dare to bully you anymore, you can go back to your dormitory to sleep tonight."

These words were like a basin of cold water being poured from He Jiao's head to the bottom of his feet, he had never felt so cold before.

He looked sideways at Lan Qing who was lying on the bed.

He wanted to ask, do you hate people like me very much.

But he didn't dare to humiliate himself.

Lan Qing felt that hot gaze, he deliberately ignored it, closed his eyes and took a nap.

But he couldn't sleep at all, and when he closed his eyes, He Jiao's shocked look was still there, and his pair of green eyes were as bright as stars.

This noon, He Jiao didn't sleep and kept looking at Lan Qing's sleeping face like this.

At 2:30, when the wake-up bell rang, Lan Qing woke up.

He Jiao didn't meet his eyes, he turned his back before he seemed to look over.

Lan Qing glanced at his back before getting up and going out to wash.

When he came out of the wash, he found that He Jiao's bed was empty.

He removed all bedding.

It was originally a single bed with only mats, but now it has returned to the appearance of only mats.

His heart suddenly sank, sure enough, no one in his world would be willing to stay.

He didn't know what he was embarrassing about. Sometimes he very much hoped that there would be someone who was ashamed, no matter how hard he tried to drive him away, and no matter how good he was, he would never be humble, and he would not feel that he was too high to be admired. Choose to stay away.

When He Jiao returned to 306, he saw Song Feiyang and the three of them. The three of them were also a little surprised when they saw him come back, but they didn't say anything, and regarded him as air.

He Jiao threw his things on the upper bunk and went out to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Li Dinghai leaned close to Song Feiyang's ear and whispered, "Why are you back? I thought he was going to live in 309 all the time... Could it be that he fell out of favor in just one day?"

Song Feiyang snorted softly, "If he really falls out of favor, I'll kill him."

Li Dinghai smirked and didn't speak.

They all thought that He Jiao was just because he was good-looking and he was a newcomer, and the chairman took good care of him, maybe it was because of the friendship between the two schools.

But this novelty can't last long. After all, there are so many people in the school, no matter how partial the president is, he can still look at him every day?

When he falls out of favor, hum!

Song Feiyang had already started to fantasize about how he would torture this foreign boy at that time.

He Jiao was bullied when he first arrived, and then many students gossip about the fact that he moved into 309.

After all, He Jiao is good-looking, so many people are very friendly to him. On his way from the dormitory to the classroom, many students who don't know him greet him.

He Jiao smiled and waved goodbye to others, then turned around and entered the classroom.

The moment he stepped into the classroom, the class bell rang, and Lan Qing immediately picked up the pen, ready to register the students who were late.

He Jiao quickened his pace and came to his seat and sat down. Lan Qing thought that he would say something to him, but he didn't. After He Jiao sat down, he didn't know what class he was going to have, so he glanced at Lan Qing The psychology book that was on the desk was also taken out.

During class, He Jiao seemed to be listening to the class very seriously, but in fact he didn't understand what the teacher said at all, and he didn't have the heart to listen.

But in order to hide the fact that he was in a bad mood and could not attend class, he looked at the blackboard and the teacher very hard, and nodded from time to time, as if he understood well.

That's how the teacher misunderstood him. The teacher actually clicked on him to answer the question. As soon as he stood up, the whole class looked back at him.

He's so embarrassing...

He didn't know what the teacher was talking about at all, so he simply spoke a bunch of Russian.

Anyway, you can't understand what I say, and I can't understand what you say, to be fair.

The teacher listened with a dazed face, and really didn't understand what he said, but the teacher is an old Jianghu, and said calmly: "Student He Jiao's Chinese must be studied hard, I hope next time I hear you answer questions If you speak Chinese, it’s not in vain for you to come here to study, it doesn’t matter if you don’t learn other knowledge, at least you have mastered the language.”

He Jiao smiled and continued to speak Russian. Knowing that they couldn't understand, he finally said something in substandard Mandarin: "I will work hard to learn Mandarin with my classmates."

The teacher waved his hand in satisfaction, as if he understood all the questions he answered just now.

"That's a good answer. Sit down."

A few students whispered to each other, "The foreigner is so fucking nice. Everyone didn't understand what he said, although you are the only one right."

"I turned on the translator just now, and he was just talking nonsense..."

The boy handed him the mobile phone to show him. The current mobile phones are very advanced, and a software can translate languages ​​from all over the world online. Although the accuracy rate is not high, the general meaning can still be known.

The boy looked at the Chinese translations on his mobile phone, why did he seem to be reporting the name of the dish?

He Jiao breathed a sigh of relief after sitting down, Lan Qing frowned and glanced at him, picked up a pen and wrote in the notebook: He Jiao missed class.

He Jiao glanced sideways, grabbed his wrist, and asked in a low voice, "When did I desert?"

Lan Qing shook his hand away, lowered his voice, and repeated in a low voice what he said in Russian just now, He Jiao stared at him with an ugly face, "You can speak Russian?"

This is embarrassing...

Lan Qing asked angrily: "So you like to eat steaks that are well done?"

"Forehead……"

The embarrassing class ended in such an embarrassing way. A student union cadre came to the door. He ran in through the back door and whispered to Lan Qing: "President, at 7:30 tonight, you don't want to play the basketball game with the school next door." forget."

"I see."

The cadre turned to look at He Jiao, and asked friendlyly, "Exchange student, can you play basketball? Do you want to play tonight?"

He Jiao looked at Lan Qing, if he could play basketball with him, he would be very willing, but Lan Qing didn't invite him, he hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I will hold back."

"Okay then, President, I'll go first, remember tonight." The man went out after finishing speaking.

He Jiao took a peek at Lan Qing, and finally couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Do you want to play basketball with me?"

"I don't want to." Lan Qing replied without thinking, but after answering, he seemed a little regretful. He thought to himself, if he asked again, or pestered him again, he would tacitly allow him to play basketball with him.

"Oh." He Jiao responded, and it turned out that he really didn't like him.