Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 134 Eccentric Eyes

In order to prevent being caught and trained by Lao Wu, the three of them didn't even go back to the classroom, and went home directly.

On the way back, Qingran's expression was still a little dignified, but Li Qingmo's expression was full of joy, without any discomfort.

"Damn it! I finally don't have to see Professor Yan's face anymore." Li Qingmo stretched while walking.

Qingran glanced at him, but said nothing.

But she didn't know that it was wrong for Li Qingmo not to speak sometimes.

"Li Qingran?" Li Qingmo squeezed Xie Ying'an away and walked to Qingran's side. He patted Qingran's head: "What kind of eyes do you have? Are you not happy when I vent my anger on you?"

Qingran covered her head, with an aggrieved expression: "...No."

But I was slandering in my heart: What is wrong with my eyes?It is obvious that you yourself have been displeased with Professor Yan for a long time, and you just took the opportunity to play, why did you say you were venting your anger on me?

Xie Ying'an frowned, and pulled Li Qingmo back to the position just now, "Don't always pat your sister's head."

Li Qingmo was in a daze for a while, but he didn't have the courage to speak up: "...it's none of your business if I pat my sister's head? You don't need to support me if I pat my sister's head!"

Then he looked at Xie Ying'an with suddenly enlightened eyes: "Oh?! I know!"

Xie Ying'an, who thought Li Qingmo had guessed something, looked a little unnatural, he pretended to be calm: "What do you know?"

"No wonder you are staying at my house recently, so you want to steal my sister from me!" Li Qingmo looked like I had seen through you a long time ago.

Xie Ying'an's expression became even more unnatural. He pushed away Li Qingmo who jumped in front of him, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qingran watched the show from the sidelines the whole time.

Li Qingmo had an angry look on his face. He pointed at himself: "I'm talking nonsense? I've seen it through. You're just jealous that I have a sister, but you don't."

Li Qingmo: To be honest, I can boast in front of Xie Ying'an for the rest of my life that I have one more sister than Xie Ying'an.

Xie Ying'an: "..."

Worrying for nothing.

Qingran interrupted Li Qingmo's showing off to Xie Ying'an, she asked: "Brother, Professor Yan has always been like that, why are you suddenly contradicting him in class today?"

Professor Yan is partial to Wen Shiyi, and everyone can see it from the first class.

It is normal for the teacher to prefer students with good grades. The students are just a little jealous, and no one has said anything.

Qingran never expected that her worry-free brother would openly point out Professor Yan's partiality in class today.

Li Qingmo's expression was a little embarrassing, he scratched his head, not knowing how to explain to Qingran.

This sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was a school bully who would ask someone to fight in the grove whenever he was in a bad mood.

It was a rare moment when he felt awkward, so Qingran became even more curious.

"It's too hot here." Li Qingmo wiped off the sweat from his forehead, "Go for a walk, and I'll tell you when I get home."

The three of them nestled on the sofa in the living room.

Qingran also knew why her brother was so angry suddenly today. If she wanted to talk about it, it should be because of the halo of the heroine.

After all, she is also a heroine, whose family background is not as good as that of the hero, and her intelligence is not too far behind the hero's. Wen Shiyi is undoubtedly smart, and you study hard enough.

Professor Yan recommended her to a graduate student friend of his after seeing her cleverness and hard work, and said that if she was trained well, she could be his assistant in the future...

"Heh!" Li Qingmo sneered and lay on the sofa with his hands resting behind his head: "I don't care about any chicken..."

Xie Yingan glanced over.

He hurriedly changed his words: "Hey, I don't care about assistants, the main reason is that the old man is too obvious, damn it! If you ask a question that Li Qingran can't do, he will definitely ask two more people. It’s different when you ask Wen something, the questions she can’t do, in the eyes of the old man, everyone can’t do it?”

This is all true. Professor Yan not only said in class that Qingran took too long to think about the problems, but even after reading Qingran's notes, he first praised him, and then said, "Stupid birds fly first. 'Such words

Whoever doesn't understand what it means is nothing more than not being smart enough to put in several times more effort than others.

Qingran also had a bad impression of this old-fashioned professor.

The three of them were talking when Li Qingmo's cell phone rang. He took a look at it, swiped his finger to answer it, and pressed the speakerphone.

Teacher Sun's familiar voice came from the microphone: "Li Qingmo?"

Li Qingmo responded lukewarmly: "Have you received the news so soon?"

Teacher Sun seemed to be choked up for a moment, and her voice was flat: "Are students Li Qingran and Xie Ying'an with you?"

"Hehe!" Li Qingmo smirked twice: "Are you still acting as a spy?"

"Li Qingmo, please speak carefully." Teacher Sun's voice finally raised two tones: "I've long been used to you getting into trouble every now and then, and other teachers know that I can't control you, and they all sympathize with me and can't control you. You and I don't force it either."

She took a deep breath and continued: "Ms. Wu is asking his students now, if Li Qingran and Xie Ying'an are here, let them answer the phone?"

Li Qingmo glanced at Qingran.

Xie Ying'an, who was sitting next to Qingran, took the phone over first: "Mr. Sun, I'm Xie Ying'an."

After the first rustling sound, Old Wu's thick voice came through the microphone: "Xie Ying'an? I have already learned the reason from Professor Yan, and now I want to hear your explanation again."

Xie Ying'an will explain why there is a ghost.

The young man's voice was cold: "There is no explanation! Competition or something, I don't think so..."

"Forget what?!" Old Wu raised his voice in vain: "Let me tell you Xie Ying'an, you didn't choose to quit at first, but now you can't even if you want to, you..."

Xie Ying'an was too lazy to listen to Lao Wu's ramblings, so he hung up the phone and threw the phone to Li Qingmo.

Li Qingmo picked up the phone and smiled, "Are you trying to piss your boss off?"

Xie Ying'an didn't care, he explained to the bewildered Qingran: "Old Wu asked me to explain that he didn't fully believe in Professor Yan, but at least he believed more than half of it. What would Professor Yan say about us? Since Old Wu believed There is no need to listen to our explanation."

The phone rang again, and Li Qingmo frowned and hung up.

Qingran slumped on the sofa weakly, she was a little annoyed: "I want to quit the competition."

I want to stay far away from Wen Shiyi even more. In this miserable life, being influenced by the heroine everywhere is enough.

Xie Ying'an knew that according to Lao Wu's attitude just now, it would be difficult for them to withdraw from the competition.

He could only say dryly: "It may be difficult to quit, but it is still possible to never go to the lectures taught by Professor Yan again and fight for it."

A light flashed in Qingran's eyes, and it was good to take a step back and not go to Professor Yan's class.

The ringing of the phone kept ringing, making Li Qingmo so irritable that he wanted to drop the phone again.

Qingran hastily took it and turned off the phone, only to save the life of the phone.

"Anyway, I'll be scolded tomorrow, maybe I'll have to write a review letter." Li Qingmo has already experienced this kind of thing, and he sees it very openly: "I don't need to study today, let's go have fun?"

Have fun.

Qingran didn't have the time to enjoy herself. Even if she didn't study physics, she still had other things to study. She stood up and walked upstairs: "Go and play by yourself, I'm going to do my homework."

"Tsk!" Li Qingmo was speechless: "Li Qingran is getting more and more boring."

He looked at Xie Ying'an again: "Will you go?"

"No!" Xie Yingan also got up and followed Qingran upstairs.

At this juncture of Ji Yanchen's return, is he still in the mood to play?
Beware of someone stealing the dog.

(End of this chapter)