Professor, your rose has run away

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The bell rang, and everyone went back to their classrooms.Not long after class, Cen Weiming felt something was pulling his trousers, and wanted to look down, but thought that if he bowed his head too obviously in class now, he would be considered a deserter, so he could only reach out to fish for it.

When he reached out his hand, he encountered a soft mass, a bit like cotton wool, but when he reached out to touch it, it felt like the texture of paper. What is it?

Immediately afterwards, he felt the lump crawl into his palm, and muttered in his heart, what the hell don't scare me!

Cen Weiming retracted his hand, and he just pulled the thing up.In his palm, the little paper rose turned sideways and waved its petals to greet Cen Weiming, as if saying hello!

Cen Weiming felt that the paper looked familiar, as if it was the bag he put the pastries in.

This... Isn't this thing thrown into the trash can for him?

What's the matter with the water on the paper? Could it be that it took a bath, the paper is still waterproof?

He squinted his eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more he found that the paper was a bit strange, as if it was made of the same material as the paper beast that bit his leaves last time, was it made by the Demon Management Bureau?

Thinking of this, Cen Weiming's hairs are about to stand on end, if he is not still in class, he feels that he might jump up directly, the shadow is too deep.

No, isn't this paper bag prepared by the big beauty? He made the paper rose?Why are you not afraid of scaring him when you are doing something?

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! !

As if aware of scaring him, the little paper rose gathered its petals together, a little limp as if apologizing.

Well, why do you think it's cute?

He thought that the paper beasts made by the Demon Management Bureau were all vicious, but why they were so cute when they came out of the hand of the big beauty.

Cen Weiming put his hand on the table, and the paper rose seemed to understand his meaning and slipped out of his palm obediently, squatting on the table obediently.

"You're so cute!" Cen Weiming whispered, poking it itchy with his fingers.

The paper rose was overjoyed by the praise, and it circled on the table.

The master praised him!

"But I can't play with you now, I'm going to class." Cen Weiming poked at it and put it in his drawer.

Jiang Wangshu, who was teaching the students in the classroom, paused and laughed silently.

I had a lot of fun, but I haven't forgotten the business is worthy of praise.

The students under the podium chatted with their deskmates, talking about the highlights they discovered.

"Hey, you see the professor seems very happy, what's going on?"

"Hey, you don't know that, do you?"

"Say it quickly, don't keep it up."

"I heard that the professor is in love, so I must be thinking of my teacher's wife!"

"!! Teacher, is it good-looking?"

"I heard it's very beautiful, otherwise how could I be so fascinated by the professor."

Since the day he regained his memory, Jiang Wangshu's five senses have become much more sensitive, and he has heard all these small voices.

"..." The pretty man was speechless, why are you so gossip, are you here to learn or to gossip?

"Ahem, take the class seriously." Jiang Wangshu covered his mouth and coughed lightly. Is it because he has been too gentle recently to give them the courage to tease him behind his back?

Hearing this coughing sound, the classroom became quiet, just click as long as you want, if you continue to tease the professor, I'm afraid you won't get good results today.You must know that the professor can make them cry when he is "gentle", so it's better to keep a cold face so that at least he can see the emotion.

Don't ask, it's a painful experience to ask.

"Okay, don't make a sad face. The lectures in class are all about the key points. Don't listen to the exams. Don't say that the questions I gave are difficult." Jiang Wangshu shook his head and said, always saying that the questions he gave were difficult, but they were all in class. What has been said.

The audience wailed again.

"Professor, are you sure you have talked about it?"

"You have taught one-third of the class and two-thirds of the exam, isn't it difficult?"

"Professor, don't compare us to you!"

"You children, why are you not confident?" Jiang Wangshu sighed, why is it so difficult to teach students these days.

The students are extremely wronged. It is obvious that the professor is too unmannered, so why blame them for not being confident.

After class, Cen Weiming took out the paper rose hidden in the drawer, it looked extremely depressed, with petals withered and motionless, pretending to be dead.Cen Weiming poked it and it moved, just like squeezing toothpaste.

He scratched his head, could it be that he was just like this image in the heart of the big beauty, who wilted when he got angry, and squeezed toothpaste without moving?

Thinking about it, I feel a chill, is he such a person?

No, he should... he should be quite obedient, right?

He wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on the top of his head, why didn't he believe in himself so much when he said this?

"Hey, can you still move?" Cen Weiming continued to poke it, the beauty wouldn't lie down on such a boring thing, so he can't move?

The paper rose feebly slapped its petals, indicating that she was still there.The table is so stuffy, it's about to suffocate, help!

"Weiming? What are you poking at?" The voice of the Sports Committee came from behind, almost scaring Cen Weiming to death.

He...he shouldn't have poked him at school, would he scare his classmates?

Great beauty, help me, I don't want to be forced to leave soon after I come back!

"It's strange, why didn't you poke anything in your hand?" The sports committee said inexplicably, just now he thought he had something in his hand, but there was nothing.

"Huh?" Huh?Didn't the sports committee see it?Such a big paper rose, it must be blessed by a big beauty, I love you so much!

"Let's go, I'm going to physical education class." The sports committee patted his back hard, and Cen Weiming almost passed out.

"Be merciful, my lord." Cen Weiming managed to pull himself back from the brink of suffocation, begging to be let go with a mournful face.

The sports committee smiled naively, and pushed him and the other students downstairs.Zhiguigui, who had finally recovered, found that her master was missing, and jumped all over the classroom in a hurry.

! ! !Where is the master?Which bastard abducted its owner?

After finally catching up with her master's paper rose, she found that she couldn't get close to her master at all! !

Why are these people so annoying, return the master to it!

If Lord QwQ knew that it had lost its owner, he might just set it on fire, don't!

Fortunately, Cen Weiming still saw the pitiful little spirit beast that was stopped outside, patted the ashes on its body and stuffed it into the pocket of the school uniform.

"Sorry, I almost lost you." Cen Weiming patted his pocket and said apologetically.

Only then did the little spirit beast in the pocket stop making noise, and lay obediently in the pocket, poking its head from time to time to see if there were any bad guys around.

Jiang Wangshu, who got off work early, drove to Dr. Chen's house to plead guilty. He refused to answer a phone call these days, and he seemed really angry.

He was locked out by Dr. Chen for nearly half an hour, and after finally entering the room, he was left to hang out for another half an hour. By the time the two of them sat down to talk, an hour had passed...

"Yisheng." Jiang Wangshu called him.

Chen Yisheng turned his head away from him, as if looking into hot eyes.

"Doctor Chen." Jiang Wangshu changed his name and continued calling.

This time, Chen Yisheng turned back and rolled his eyes at him, then turned around again, not seeing what he saw but thinking clearly.

"..." Good guy, the more I look at it, the more I miss that narrow-minded brother.

"Chen Yisheng!" Seeing that he should not respond, Jiang Wangshu called out his full name.

"Brother stinky, is he called a soul?" Chen Yisheng couldn't take it anymore, why is this person so annoying! !

"Okay, okay, I'm called Hunxing!" Jiang Wangshu found that he had once again mastered the skill of exasperating people.

"..." Chen Yisheng was silent, he really didn't expect this trend, the ice cube face that called him smelly brother before was designated to be fried.

Mom, since he knew Ice Cube's face and knew that he was two years younger than himself, he has stepped on the edge of temptation countless times, never tired of trying, why didn't he blow up this time, and changed the core?

"You were pierced by the soul?" Chen Yisheng said this without thinking.

"Well, maybe..." Jiang Wangshu said, it should be counted, after all, he is not a serious person now.

"??" A mask of pain appeared on Chen Yisheng's face, this kid must have gone mad because of the quarrel with the children.

He stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Wangshu's forehead, his brows were deeply wrinkled, and he didn't have a fever, so why were he talking nonsense?

The doctor's occupational diseases started to turn up again, and Chen Yisheng dragged him to the hospital to give him a physical and mental examination.

"..." Jiang Wangshu was speechless.

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