Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 49

"Before and after Li Jieren conceives each novel, he collects documents similar to local chronicles and becomes a parallel and independent essay on human geography. It presents time in space, narrates history on the soil, and explores the roots vertically in terms of behavioral structure. Tracing back to the source, or presenting it as a horizontal category, so that the diachronism of history is presented in the synchronicity of space..."

The professor on the stage was giving a lecture, and Yun Shuqian was listening while taking some important notes.

Like Song Jiamu, she is a student majoring in Chinese language and literature. The hard indicators for humanities majors are not so strong. Compared with science and engineering majors, she still has a lot of free time.

But at the same time, it takes a lot of effort to get good grades, and university depends more on self-awareness.

The class is a bit boring, and the atmosphere will be more active only when the professor occasionally inserts some short stories of literati and celebrities.

The old professor doesn't care whether everyone understands or not when he lectures. When he talks about him, many students in the back of the classroom have already started to doze off and get distracted.

If it was the past, Song Jiamu was also one of the people dozing off at this time.

But today he sat in front of the classroom, looking like I was going to study hard, but he didn't doze off.

At first, Yun Shuqian was a little uncomfortable sitting next to him, but as the class progressed, she gradually got used to it. After all, she was at the same table for three years in high school, and now she is in class, and no one comes to make fun of her she.

Occasionally she would sneak a glance at him.

Song Jiamu sat upright, pressing the pages of the book with his left hand, and holding the pen in his right hand. The pen circled his thumb and turned half a circle from time to time. The notes were clean, as clean as a word was not written.

He also had a serious look on his face, his eyes looked at the old professor on the stage, but his pupils seemed to be out of focus.

In science, this state is called 'self-generated cognitive state', which is a kind of self-hypnosis. The thinking is concentrated on one point and enters a state isolated from other realities outside.

Commonly known as daze.

After confirming that he was in a daze, Yun Shuqian was angry and funny, and she knew that he seemed to be listening carefully, but his mind was actually blank.

Of course, Yun Shuqian couldn't deny his progress, at least he didn't doze off or play with his mobile phone, did he?

Although he sat next to her, he didn't disturb her study. She learned by herself, and he stayed in a daze without interfering with each other.

Progress is a good thing.

But if he chose to sit next to other girls, then Yun Shuqian would choose to sue his aunt, saying that not only did he not study, but he also harassed other girls to study.

Seeing that Song Jiamu's persistence was about to reach the limit, his straight waist was bent a little bit, those eyelids seemed to support a thousand catties of weight, and the pen slipped from between the thumb and forefinger to the book...

Yun Shuqian stepped on him calmly.

Song Jiamu regained his energy immediately.

The whole person trembled like an electric shock, sat up straight again, blinked his eyes quickly, coughed muffledly, picked up the pen again, and pretended to copy a sentence from the textbook into the notebook.

And Zhang Sheng beside him had already supported his head with his left hand, squinted his eyes half-closed, and was fishing one after another...

The get out of class break bell rang.

The difficult first class has finally passed, and there are three more classes to come, and the class is full this morning.

"Jiamu, go back to the back, it's too bad, it's too much, I can't move, it's too much torture..."

"Learning requires perseverance, so let's go."

"I'm running, let's have lunch together."

After pushing Song Jiamu to Yun Shuqian's side, Zhang Sheng also left the stage honorably and returned to the back of the classroom. Seat No. 1 was vacant, and Song Jiamu didn't intend to sit back.

The lively classroom cheered Song Jiamu up again. He rubbed his eyes and drank half a bottle of water.

Recalling my class, except for the first 10 minutes of listening carefully, I don’t know where my soul is after that...

I really don't blame him for being distracted. I didn't sleep well last night. Although I exercised to lift my spirits, I was tired after class.

Then look at Yun Shuqian next to her. Although they were sitting next to each other, she hadn't spoken to him and just stepped on his foot.

Now she is turning her back to him, whispering to Yuan Caiyi on the far right.

Song Jiamu looked at her desk, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or not. Her notebook was open, and the page of notes she just made in class was leaning in his direction at a 45-degree angle.

Copy it quickly!
Song Jiamu took advantage of get out of class time, glanced at her notes, and copied down all the main points of the class just now.

Then sort it out according to the textbook, and he was smart enough to catch up quickly.

Very good, last second I admitted that you learned a little more than me, but now I do the same.

After thinking about it, Song Jiamu took out his schoolbag, took out a handful of mints from it, and peeled one off by himself, a refreshing feeling filled his mouth.

There were girls in the front and back, and he was not stingy, and he opened his palm generously to give them candy.

"Hee, is it wedding candy?"

"……Freeze said."

Song Jiamu poked Yun Shuqian carefully again: "Would you like to."

Yun Shuqian took all the candy away without eating it herself, and put it all in her pocket.

Song Jiamu: "..."

Aren't you more misunderstood?You obviously look like you want me to get out of here quickly?
Well, he couldn't figure out what she was thinking. In comparison, he felt that studying ancient hieroglyphs was easier than studying Yun Shuqian.

The second class has begun.

This time Song Jiamu persisted for 10 minutes before entering the state of self-awareness, and then in exchange for a girl's kick.

The third class is going to change classrooms.

Yun Shuqian learned to be smart this time, she didn't go to classroom 603 first, but went to the bathroom with Yuan Caiyi dawdlingly, and went to get a pot of water.

When she came to the classroom, Song Jiamu had already found a seat and sat down first.

He still chooses to sit in the front row, in the fourth row, on the far left, and the three seats on the right are vacant. This classroom is also a four-person table.

The other girls in the class also walked into the classroom one after another, looking around to find their own positions.

Hmph, I won't sit with you this time!
Yun Shuqian planned to find a seat far away from him, and when she was about to confirm her seat, she saw Yu Han walking towards the empty seat next to Song Jiamu...

Yu Han is pretty and knows how to dress, but she is not popular among girls. People say she is green tea. Before, Yun Shuqian had a quarrel with her because of the poverty alleviation scholarship.

Anyone can sit with Song Jiamu, but it must not be Yu Han.

In the next second, Yun Shuqian pulled Yuan Caiyi to sit down on the empty seat next to Song Jiamu.

Song Jiamu was seated at No. 1, she was seated at No. 3, and Yuan Caiyi was seated at No. 4. She did not believe that there would be girls with the cheek to squeeze into No. 2.

Just sit next to Song Jiamu, anyway, you can't let Yu Han sit in the past.

"Brother, I wasted a class, and I don't think it should be like this, let's roll together, you squeeze to the side..."

Zhang Sheng appeared just in time.

Song Jiamu squeezed to the side, and then to Yun Shuqian's side...

(End of this chapter)