The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

His hands were shaking with excitement.

"It doesn't matter, I'll just go see you."

Gu Weimian bit her lower lip gently.

Is she worried that she won't have enough time to prepare for the Mathematical Olympiad competition?

The teacher is always so considerate...

Actually, she's fine.

What else did she want to say.

The man sent another message, "I'm always here, don't worry, we can meet at any time and prepare well for the Olympiad."

As Gu Weimian read it, he felt that there was something wrong with the sentences.

always there?

Have you always been in Yanjing?

The teacher really wanted her to concentrate on the game.

The corner of her mouth curled up, "I understand, I will definitely prepare well.

She thought for a while and then said, "Teacher, I'll treat you to beef and tofu puffs when the time comes."

This is a snack from Sichuan. Zhu Mingfei is from Yanjing, but he has always liked it.

"Good night, teacher."

She sent several messages, but Zhu Mingfei didn't respond, thinking that Zhu Mingfei was cheating.

She also closed QQ.

I glanced at the wall on the left, and there was still no movement at all next door.

Gu Weimian pursed her lips, then raised her eyes to look at the time.

It's very late.

She stood up and walked to the bathroom silently.

"Button."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Gu Weimian was startled.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the door of her bedroom, a bright light flashed in her eyes, and she walked quickly towards the door.

Once opened.

Ning Quruo stood outside the door with a calm and handsome face.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment.

A hint of softness flashed in Gu Weimian's eyes, and she raised her hand to touch Ning Quruo's head.

The man turned aside to avoid it.

Gu Weimian was startled, and heard the man's slightly stiff voice, "I'll take mine as a salute."

His face no longer had the kindness and softness it once had.

There was a slight sense of oppression in the way he spoke condescendingly.

Gu Weimian frowned slightly in discomfort.

The palms of my hands are itchy.

I kinda want to beat this guy up.

After a few seconds, Gu Weimian still got out of the way.

When the two of them arrived in Yanjing on their first day, Ning Quruo's suitcase was placed with Gu Weimian.

Whatever he wanted to use, he would come to Gu Weimian's room to get it.

Gu Weimian didn't pay attention before.

It's also because during this period, seventeen or eighteen of the twenty-four hours a day are spent together.

Ning Quruo would only go back to his room when it was time to go to bed.

The man walked in without saying a word, walked to the suitcase, squatted down, and unzipped his suitcase.

There was absolutely no intention of speaking.

The atmosphere in the whole room was extremely condensed.

Gu Weimian stood there awkwardly.

Five minutes passed.

It seems like the man hasn’t found what he’s looking for yet.

Ten minutes passed.

The man was still squatting in front of the suitcase, his body upright, with no intention of standing up.

A full half hour has passed...

Gu Weimian coughed lightly, "Aruo, why don't you take the suitcase back?"

I don’t know if it was Gu Weimian’s illusion.

It always felt like the man's figure suddenly became very stiff.

for a long time.

None of the men responded.

For a long time, Gu Weimian even wondered if the man didn't hear what she said.

When she opened her mouth and was about to say something, the man suddenly stuffed the things in his hands back into the suitcase, pulled up the zipper of the suitcase, stood up from the ground, picked up the suitcase and walked out quickly.

The series of movements was ridiculously fast.