Ordinary but not simple

Liao Xiaojiang was dragged by Xiaowen to the company and attracted strange looks from many people. I don't know if Xiaowen noticed it. In the morning, he hurried forward, winked, and kept talking about the case he was busy recently, ignoring Xiaowen who was following him.

"For this project case, I have made the plan." Liao Xiaojiang grabbed Xiaochen's arm and took away the folder he was holding. "You said you were not lazy when you went back to make the plan?"

Even if Xiaochen was lazy, she didn't dare to stand outside the project. It wasn't because people from different departments admitted, "How is it possible?" He was about to go to the department where he worked, "Xiaowen, are you here for business in our department?"

Very good!Liao Xiaojiang was glad that someone took care of this matter and drove them away for him.

"It's okay." Xiaowen stopped at the door of their department without a decent reason, "When I went to buy breakfast this morning, I ran into Xiao Jiang and wanted to buy him a steamed stuffed bun."

An entanglement caused by a bun?Xiao Chen raised her eyebrows.

I'll go, who wants to hear such details?Liao Xiaojiang held back and didn't want to talk to him.

"Oh, Xiao Jiang, have you eaten yet?" Xiao Chen asked without thinking.

Do you have a bag on your head?ask this?Liao Xiaojiang shook his head.

It's strange that people care about it until now without eating.Xiao Chen patted Xiao Wen's shoulder, "Look, Xiao Jiang didn't eat steamed buns, so you don't have to buy them, just like that," pushed him, "Next time I invite him to eat steamed buns, he will definitely like them."

I... Liao Xiaojiang was so angry that he almost cursed, "No, I won't eat steamed buns from tomorrow," leaving them behind and walking into the office.

Could this be the legendary murder caused by a steamed bun? "Did I say something wrong?" Xiaochen thought carefully, "I usually see him eating steamed buns with soy milk for breakfast? Did I miss it?"

Xiao Wen saw that the person he was looking for was not here, "I'm going back to my department, you can go in too," he turned around and left.

Xiaochen watched the two leave one after the other, "What is this and what is it? Did I say something wrong again?" Looking around, she was the only one standing at the door in a daze.

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Song Wenxi didn't go home to rest at noon. After class, she went to the school cafeteria to eat. At this time, several female students who wanted to get close to Song Wenxi ran over and sat down.Song Wenxi could still sit with them politely and enjoy lunch at a leisurely pace.

"Professor Song," the girl in the red dress looked at the food he was eating, "Does part of your intelligence come from the food you choose?" The food was light enough.

Song Wenxi gracefully separated the green vegetables from the boiled chicken, "I always have a list of appetites."

"Does that mean that Professor Song's mate selection criteria are pure and beautiful?" The girl in the red dress asked tentatively, "The one without makeup?"

"Is that so?" Another girl in a floral skirt was anxious because she bought a lot of cosmetics.

"Isn't that right, Professor Song?" The girl in the red dress was excited when she got it right, "Professor Song, do you have a girlfriend?"

"I have a four-year-old son," Song Wenxi asked them to be quiet.

"We all know this," the girl in the red dress didn't care about his having a child at all, "Professor Song, there are not many responsible men like you, let alone a child," the more he thought about it The more I like it, "Isn't a four-year-old cute?"

"Bring us the school." The girl in the floral dress also wanted to see his four-year-old child.

"He's in kindergarten," Song Wenxi said, not planning to bring the child to college, "full-time."

"How much does a full-time kindergarten cost?" The girl in the red dress recalled what her relatives had said to herself, "Now that children go to kindergarten, just like we go to college, it costs tens of thousands of yuan a year, which is a waste of money. .”

Song Wenxi listened and said nothing.

Girls in floral skirts don't understand this, so naturally they can't talk about it.

The girl in the red dress couldn't hear him, "Professor Song, you only have one open class soon, right?"

"Yes," Song Wenxi said, because she likes public classes because there are several times more students than her usual class.

"A lot of girls like to listen to your class." The girl in a floral dress caught something to talk about and immediately said, "Professor Song, do you mind the relationship between teachers and students?"

Song Wenxi didn't even think about it, "mind."

At first glance, it seems that there is no play, but when you listen carefully, it seems that it is not the same thing.

The girl in the red dress pouted boringly, not knowing what to say.

The girl in the floral skirt looked at the girl who had been silent all this time, winking: Say something.

The girl who kept silent all this time smiled lightly, "After graduation, don't you mind this kind of talk?"

Song Wenxi wanted them to give up, "After graduation, you are still my student."

Isn't this completely out of play?The girl who kept silent all the time was not disheartened, "Professor Song has always been very polite to others, because most of the people who approach you are female students?" The highlight came, "Would the professor like you more if it was a boy?" Woolen cloth?"

"Boys..." Song Wenxi's considerate tone instantly made the blood of the people around who listened attentively excited.

"Professor Song, there is a boy in our class who likes you very much." The girl who has been silent is not afraid of offending people, "He has very good grades. You praised his thesis not long ago, and every sentence is well written. Now He is no longer a member of the student union, and wants to be your assistant, professor," pursed his lips, "I don't know about you, professor, so I promise not."

Song Wenxi remembered that there was such a thing, "I can handle my affairs by myself."

"It's okay, but not at all," the girl who had been silent all this time grasped the point, "That classmate is really pretty, and her skin is juicy and juicy."

"Oh, it's really good," Song Wenxi's truth-telling made others believe that his favorite was not a girl.

"Ah!" The girl in the red dress yelled, "I knew Professor Song that you are a person of the Tao."

"Ah?" Song Wenxi didn't understand what was going on, the students at the next table who seemed to be eating seriously all turned their attention.What's going on?

At this moment, Liang Hanwen suddenly appeared in front of everyone with a cry of "Song Wenxi".

"Why are you here?" Song Wenxi looked to be her good friend, and she was dressed so attractively.

Liang Hanwen shook the plastic bag in his hand, which contained packed meals, "Isn't it time for lunch?" Seeing that he had already eaten, "Yo, I'm late."

The girl in the red dress trembled as if struck by lightning, "Teacher Song's boyfriend?" You have to look at it carefully, full marks for appearance, full marks for height, and full marks for clothes taste, "It's a good match."

"Wow," the girl in the floral dress sighed sympathetically, "Although I am sad, I still really want to see your daily life."

Liang Hanwen, who couldn't understand it, was at a loss. Song Wenxi didn't want to be discussed by the students any longer, so she got up and grabbed Liang Hanwen, and left immediately.

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