[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

Weiwei is still a good student at heart, so she passed the first basic math class early with the mentality that she must not fail in math, and took a seat in the third row, closer to the screen and farther away from the teacher .

Weiwei arrived earlier, and it happened that he chatted with Lina very late the day before, so he didn't preview, and now he didn't want to sleep on the table, so he simply started previewing.

"Uh... hello, is there anyone around you?"

A somewhat shy voice suddenly sounded, and Weiwei was almost unable to extricate himself from the voice control, and was slowed down for half a second before raising his head to take a look - damn, he's a little handsome.

"Ah, you can sit down." She smiled slightly, then lowered her head and continued to read.

To be honest, this math is quite simple, it shouldn't matter if I fall asleep in class later...

Edmund Douglas, the moment he entered the classroom, he saw the girl in the fourth row. When she lowered her head and read a book, her spine was straight and straight. He was a little... unable to breathe.

She must be good looking.

He didn't struggle too much, although it seemed that it was the first time he had done such a thing as striking up a conversation, but he felt that his appearance would definitely make him invincible.

Eh?She didn't look at me much?

Edmund's self-confident appearance suddenly changed... He was a little apprehensive.

Ah, it really is the girl I have my eyes on... She's so pure and unpretentious, maybe that's what he thinks in his heart.He was sitting next to him, and he didn't experience it before. When the girl at the same table confessed to him, she said that it was the hit feeling of looking at your side face under the white light in the classroom. At this moment, he saw it in another girl.

She is very good looking.

Her eyelashes are not so curled up, but they are long, one by one, with a small shadow, which is very beautiful.Her nose was high, but not so sharp that it was unflattering, which was nice.Her lips...have a bit of natural, pink color, the peak of the upper lip is slightly raised, and there is a little smile on the corners of the lips, which is also very beautiful.

He felt that he might have fallen, and he had to kiss the girl at the same table to get up.

Hey... is that guy looking at me?

Weiwei blinked in confusion, is it an illusion?She hesitated for a while, and glanced at him slightly sideways, but the brother at the same table seemed to be sitting and reading a book very naturally.

Ah, it was an illusion.

Brother Edmund: Hey, she's looking at me, she's looking at me!

stab.

Edmund accidentally tore the corner of the book a little.

It seems not?Weiwei glanced at the little brother's torn book and kicked it. The little brother's hand was too tight, he was nervous.

And when the mathematics professor, Mosaic Fendi came in, he saw such a scene.

The unmistakable, sour smell of adolescent hormones in the third row.

Oh, goldfish.

This kind of ridicule stayed in his mind for less than 0.1 second before being thrown behind him. After all, he was teaching here as a stopgap measure, and a bunch of goldfish who can only spit bubbles are not worth occupying even a tiny bit in his mind. Space.

Apparently, this wasn't a long enough period of time for him to put Victoria Mayer, an ordinary person he came into contact with out of boredom, into a memory palace somewhere that was dusty and probably wouldn't be opened again... just to clean it up Lost the attic.

When the teacher put the book on the desk, Weiwei maintained the habit of being a student in the big tc and quickly entered the state, and put the little brother behind in a blink of an eye.She first took a serious look at the teacher.

Looks... very young, very handsome...

I always feel that this scent is a bit familiar...

Such thoughts flashed through my mind quickly, but I couldn't grasp it.

Edmund: Ah...she looks so serious about listening to the class.

Mosaic Fendi looks like a typical European. In fact, he is indeed a young man who grew up in London and graduated from Cambridge University. He looks about 25-[-].Especially in the UK, a place where hair loss is common, his hairline seems to be normal.His black hair is curly, and his facial features are chiseled out like knives, and Weiwei can see his eyes clearly even after three rows of Weiwei.

He was wearing a black overcoat, and after putting down his textbooks, he took off the overcoat and put it aside.I have to admit that Weiwei has never seen such... top quality.

The best is definitely not a derogatory term.

Even through a clean shirt, Weiwei could see the chest muscles of this x-cold lecturer who was about to show off the buttons of his shirt, the shoulders that just fit the shoulder line of the shirt, and the upright deltoid muscles.He straightened his collar and pulled up his sleeves, abstinent and touching.

Weiwei has never felt that she was so nympho, really.

If Weiwei had a better memory, she might be able to remember that this was the person she bumped into at the airport that day.

But she didn't.

The class bell just rang, and Mosaic Fendi lazily raised his eyelids, and glanced at the classroom. The number of people present was obviously more than the number of people on the roster, so he skipped the step of counting.

He didn't bother to care about the so-called discipline.

Turning on the microphone, he knocked on the table, and the sound spread to every corner of the lecture hall.Mosaic Fendi waited quietly for two full seconds, and looked around the entire classroom again.

In fact he could name a thousand things wrong with this classroom, especially the white lighting that made him feel a little uncomfortable, presumably a stupid electrician had replaced a bulb of the wrong wattage.But he didn't bother to pay attention.

"Classes begin."

The sound is also nice!

Weiwei felt that she really...just now thought that the voice of the little brother next to her was nice, but the style of the lecturer's voice was completely different.

If the boy at the same table is considered a rather youthful handsome boy, suitable for a pure campus love, then the lecturer feels that it is the irresistible attraction brought by a mature and abstinent man.

That's so... so cool.

Weiwei endured it for a long time before making her nympho not too obvious.

It's so sad that there are handsome guys and no one to share.

"If you ignore the following content because of the noise, I have no obligation to repeat it, so prick up your ears and listen carefully, if it is not a decoration."

The young lecturer's voice paused.

"Mosaic Fendi, call me Professor Fendi. If there is no accident, I will be responsible for your basic mathematics for the entire school year. This means that your performance can completely determine your grades at the end of the school year. I will not teach you in class." Anything beyond the scope of the exam, so listen to every word, and don't let your brain do nothing but add useless burden to your digestive system."

"Ask the secretary for the grade algorithm. I don't think that people with empty heads or no brains can get full marks after knowing the grade algorithm, so I refuse meaningless conversations. I don't know the roll call, but I know all the absentees, and if Failure to get a perfect score on the written test is a disqualification."

"Understood, let's start class."

At the beginning, Weiwei still had the mood to appreciate the beauty of the lecturer, and she sighed, "You are so young, you are actually a professor. I thought it was a lecturer, but after hearing it, I became more and more confused.

I'm here

Femme fatale.

This man is poisonous.

Weiwei said: For basic mathematics, take jujube pills.