Chapter 5 35 points (5)

Hearing what the girl said, the others booed.

"Cut! You can do it without looking at who you are. I don't know where your self-confidence comes from."

The girl blushed, "What's wrong with my self-confidence?"

The girls started arguing with each other.

Sang Yu basically goes to the bathroom after every class.

She glanced at Duan Jiamu who was lying next to her and showed no sign of waking up.

Sang Yu pursed his lips slightly, and then poked the elbow of this classmate Duan with a pen.

Classmate Duan's pretty brows were tightly frowned at this moment, and then those Ruifeng eyes opened a little irritably, the tails of the eyes were pulled down, and he gave her a cold and indifferent look.

Sang Yu was just about to speak: "Duan..."

Sang Yu hadn't finished speaking, the second Wannian male, Duan changed the direction again, and continued to lie on his stomach with the back of his head facing her
--Fell asleep.

Sang Yu was somewhat speechless in her heart.

The system looked at the back of Duan Jiamu's head, and pouted angrily: [It's no wonder Duan Jiamu can only play the second male role in this article, this person is too blind to see, heh!How dare you do this to us, Sang Yuda. 】

The system looked distressed again at Sang Yu, who was still expressionless.

The system pursed its lips and comforted: [Master Sang Yu, don't be angry, Tong'er will give you a whirr. 】

Sang Yu said calmly: 【I'm not angry. 】

The system blinked: [Master Sang Yu, how much do you rate the first impression of this male number two, Duan Jiamu? 】

Sang Yu withdrew the pen in her hand, with a calm expression on her face: [35 points. 】

system:【……?What? 35 points? 】

Sang Yu nodded: [Yeah. 】

Sang Yuda's lowest score in history was actually given to the second male lead. It seems that this period of Jiamu has a bad impression in Sang Yuda's mind.

But he deserves it.

Duan Jiamu changed his position and slept soundly. He didn't wake up until the bell rang in the second class of Chinese Studies.

He still didn't wake up until he was called by the teacher.

The teacher of the Chinese Studies class is surnamed Yang, and he is a professor-level figure in his forties or fifties.

The old professor likes to roll names in class.

See if there is anyone who didn't come. Teacher Yang will write down the person who didn't come.

In Mr. Yang's small notebook, the more marks recorded, the closer that person will be to failing at the end of the semester.

In general universities, when some students don't go to class, they will ask other people to help answer the teacher's roll call.

The roll call quickly came to Duan Jiamu.

The old professor shouted from above, "Duan Jiamu..."

No one answered below, and the old professor frowned slightly.

Duan Jiamu is a newcomer and is not familiar with everyone, so naturally no one will help him with the teacher's roll call.

The girl sitting behind Sang Yu stretched out her hand and poked Sang Yu's back, then stretched her neck and whispered to Sang Yu: "Squad leader, the professor has called the roll, please wake up classmate Duan Jiamu."

By the way, Sang Yu is the class monitor of the hero and heroine in this campus article.

The class monitor is the kind of tool person who has to be used by the teacher and classmates in turn for anything serious.

The girl in the back seat is called Wei Beibei, and she has never been so helpful before.

It seems that Duan Jiamu's second male number two's handsome supporting role played a role.

In campus novels, the hero belongs to the heroine, and the second hero belongs to everyone.

Sang Yu glanced at Wei Beibei's nervous expression, then slowly turned around.

Without even looking at Duan Jiamu, her eyes continued to look at the literary history books on her desk as if nothing had happened.

Wei Beibei: "...?"

(End of this chapter)

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