Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 58

After connecting, Lou Zhuang's light voice came from the phone, like a glass of weak white water, but it could easily calm people down.

"When I came back, I stopped by the supermarket. The refrigerator was empty, so I bought a few more bottles of yogurt."

Hearing Lou Zhuang's voice, a trace of unnoticed tenderness appeared in Wen Yu's eyes: "I remember there are two bottles at home?"

"chirp~"

Accompanied by Yinying's soft voice, Lou Zhuang explained: "I drank a bottle in the morning, and Yinying slammed the rest."

Wen Ting swiped his campus card and walked into the library, and said with a smile, "I know, I'm going to look up information in the library today, and I won't be going back at noon."

Lou Zhuang didn't ask any further questions, and hung up the phone after a few words.

Wen Ting went to the second floor of the library, took out his computer and opened a document on the desktop.

The paper has been completed, but it still needs to be polished before it can be submitted.

There is no one in the library at this point, everyone has gone to eat, and there are only one or two people on the second floor who are immersed in their studies.

Wen Jin put on his glasses, the computer screen's faint glow fell on the glasses, refracting a cold light, and he tapped on the keyboard with his long fingers unhurriedly.

Half an hour later, Wen Yu got up to look for a book, and when he came back, he found Wang Haoran typing in front of his computer, with a nervous expression visible to the naked eye.

The two students who were still on the second floor were no longer there, only Wen Yu and Wang Haoran, who was sneaky and did nothing good at first glance, were left.

Wen Zhen's expression darkened instantly.

Wang Haoran's attention was all on the thesis, and he didn't notice Wen Jin's approach at all.

Based on his observations of Wen Zhen these days, every time Wen Zhen goes to the bookshelf to find books, it takes at least ten, twenty, ten minutes.
"what are you doing?"

The deep and cold voice was like a magic voice, which startled Wang Haoran, and reflexively threw the mouse away.

Wen Yan stretched out his long arm, caught the mouse, and put it on the table.

"Wen Wen?!" Wang Haoran looked at the young man who was close at hand, his pupils constricted violently, "What are you doing?"

Wen Jing glanced at the computer screen, it was the thesis he had completed.

He is a few centimeters taller than Wang Haoran, looking down at people somewhat condescendingly.

The young man's tone was contemptuous: "I didn't expect that I would come back so soon? Or did I not expect you to be caught by me?"

Wang Haoran's face turned red, he held the USB flash drive tightly, and the hard corners made his palms tingle.

That's what it looks like!
Obviously they were both born in ordinary families, why did Wen Zhen look at him like this?

"I don't know what you're talking about! I just happened to be passing by and saw the computer turned on, just curious to see what it was."

Wang Haoran stubbornly refused to admit it: "I didn't even know this was your seat."

Wen Jing couldn't help but laugh.

As early as when he was preparing this thesis, Lou Zhuang had reminded him more than once to be vigilant at all times to prevent someone from tripping him up behind his back.

At that time, Wen Zhen didn't care.

The dissertation is in his computer, who can hack into his computer and steal his dissertation by force.

Until the beginning of the sophomore year——

Thanks to Lou Zhuang's day-to-day training plan, he was able to easily notice that snake-like sight hiding in the dark.

From then on, he was ready to cast out the bait and just wait for the fish to take the bait.

In the classroom in the morning, he talked to Chu Haiyang intentionally or unintentionally, and planned to contribute in the next two days.

Presumably Wang Haoran chose to attack today after hearing this.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Haoran became furious, "Who do you think you are? Do you think everyone cares about your poor thesis?"

　good evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)