Chapter 54 Sarcastic professor has a brain problem?
Everyone looked at her: "..." This countryman, has he become a gangster?

Professor Lin frowned and interrupted the rattling sword: "Everyone is seated, let's talk..."

Licking the dog's face changed, and relying on his excellent grades, he was very arrogant: "Mu Xihua, say it again!"

Xihua didn't even lift her eyelids: "Didn't the enlightenment teacher teach you not to pretend things that shouldn't be pretended in your mind?"

The licking dog "rubbed" and stood up: "I gave you a face, didn't I!"

Xi Hua's slow tone was in stark contrast to his furious anger: "My face is naturally more beautiful than yours. In class, you are quite capable of provoking innocently and ignoring your classmates in front of the professor. It seems that you are against JH It is inevitable.""

Everyone: "..."

Licking the dog snorting proudly: "If I were you, I would have obediently gone back to the countryside if I got that kind of embarrassing grade in the exam!"

Xihua's gaze was only on the document from beginning to end: "Maybe it's really something that makes you feel good about shaking your mind full of clutter."

Licking Dog has a rich family background and absolute talent. When has he ever been so neglected by someone? When he slapped the table hard, the pen in his hand was shattered: "Don't think that with the support of the Zhao family, you have nothing to lose!" Amazing!"

Xi Hua's eyes widened, her beautiful eyes were dim, and she folded her arms lazily: "It's quite courageous to come forward to seek death knowing that I have the support of the Zhao family. Professor, I have a question I would like to ask."

Professor Lin pinched his brows with some headaches, and suddenly heard a question from a classmate, thinking that this matter could be turned around: "What do you want to ask?"

Xi Hua smiled: "Are people who are punished for fighting still eligible to participate in the ACM International College Student Programming Contest?"

professor:"……"

People, they are not white money, and they will not be liked by everyone.

I can't stand people who lick dogs, and immediately said loudly: "Of course not! The number of places is limited, and people with low moral character will not take it."

Xihua raised his eyebrows lazily and provocatively: "Coincidentally, I don't need to participate in any competitions with my grades that can only hinder my legs. Tell me, if my hands are injured, can I still participate in the competition?"

Everyone: "..."

Licking the dog became even angrier when he heard that, but the classmate stopped him: "Ling Qing, why should you be as knowledgeable as that kind of person! Sit down!"

The get out of class bell rings.

The students packed up their things and left the classroom quickly.

Before Licking Dog left, he still sneered coldly.

In the depths of Xihua's slowly raised eyes, there is a cold silence.

That cold silence is like a little moss in a dark corner, falling in the gaps in her century-old memories of her tragic death and never being resurrected, it cannot be swept away or scraped off, and it can only be allowed to spread and grow continuously, during the long and difficult time Solidified into a sharp thorn.

It pierced hard into the bottom of her heart, and pulled it out with a whistling sound. The blood from the torn wound flowed endlessly from the hole in her heart, clearly reminding her that in the six months of her life of being isolated and isolated, this People have a lot of credit!

The eyes of licking the dog fell into such a cold silence unexpectedly, and the whole person seemed to be surrounded by a burst of cold, bone-piercing cold.

Refusing to admit that he was intimidated by the eyes of a countryman, he raised the corner of his mouth and said with a snort: "What kind of scumbags can't be on the stage, they are worthy of competing with Xin Wen!"

Professor Lin packed up his things and was about to leave. When he saw Xihua who was about to leave through the back door, he thought of her ups and downs on the pass line. As a teacher, he was really heartbroken!
Professor Lin stopped her and walked over: "Student Mu!"

Xihua stopped in her tracks: "Professor Lin?"

Professor Lin never asked anyone how much money they had or what kind of backing they had. He always only cared about academic research and educating students, so he never spoke sarcastically to her.

He was very impressed with this student. In the last semester, his eyes were always cautious, but this semester, he seemed to be a different person. He looked at people and things with extreme indifference.

After teaching and being a person all my life, how can I not understand that this is a major change in my life!

He said gently and earnestly: "If you don't understand anything about homework, you can ask me. I will be at school all day on Tuesday and Thursday. It is normal for young people to have ups and downs in life. I hope you can sort it out quickly. Emotions, catch up with your studies." Gently patted her on the shoulder: "Life is still long, don't be discouraged."

Xihua looked at him with a "1" on top of his head.

She smiled very obediently: "Okay, Professor. Thank you, Professor." After a slight pause, "Professor, I have learned a little Chinese medicine before, and it seems that your complexion is not very good. Sometimes your steps are a little abnormal and you yawn more. I suggest you Go to the brain department to register and do a detailed examination."

Professor Lin was still satisfied with her attitude, and was stunned for a moment when she heard her say that again.

Before the professor could speak, a high-pitched female voice came in: "The professor cares about you, but you actually satirize the professor's brain problems, Mu Xihua, don't you think you are going too far!"

Xi Hua took a look, she was a girl who played well with He Shuran, she seemed to be called Gu Huanhuan.

Ignoring her, the professor nodded slightly: "I will try my best to keep up with the class, goodbye, professor."

Gu Huanhuan looked at her indifferent back, snorted coldly, and immediately smiled and said to the professor: "She is very vengeful, and the two families who want to make troubles over trivial matters are embarrassing, and her character is very serious. .Professor, don't mind, you can't believe what this kind of person says, your complexion looks very good!"

Professor Lin frowned slightly as he watched her leave.

Regarding the fact that people from the Fu family had secretly met Xihua, Zhao Yan strictly followed the old man's instructions and did not disclose anything to Xihua.

It's just that I can't help being proud once in a while.

When Xihua came out of the teaching building, he looked at him with an inexplicable embarrassment again, and wondered if there was something wrong in his mind: "Don't stare at me and laugh."

Zhao Yan grinned, giggled, said "En", grabbed his phone and continued playing games.

double kill!

triple kill!

quadra kill!

Have a great time.

Xihua glanced at the game page she had opened, and then closed it silently.

Brother and sister?
Oh, her parents definitely didn't pass on good genes to her!
In the afternoon was the last rehearsal of the welcome party. Rong Anle was one of the hosts, Jiang Lanting accompanied the students, and the two called to accompany the rehearsal.

Xihua didn't really want to go at first, because there were so many people, it was very annoying.

But the two came to pick it up directly, and agreed to watch it for a while.

A group of people walked to the auditorium.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the auditorium, she heard someone calling her from behind.

The voice was soft and soft, and you knew who it was without turning around.

Zhao Yan frowned: "The ghosts linger!"

Xi Hua continued walking her way without looking back.

Zhao Xinwen trotted up to her and blocked her way.

A man and a woman followed behind.

The woman, Bai Chuling.

The man is a grandson of a side branch of Pingjing's Fu family, named Fu Zimo, who is also Xihua's classmate.

Now that Xihua hears the word "Fu", something is wrong with him: "..."

Zhao Xinwen looked at her pitifully, the mist in her eyes came as soon as she said it, reflecting the sun, shining with shimmering light, beautiful and helpless: "Sister, did I do something wrong, why don't you Care about me?"

Xi Hua smiled lazily: "I don't know what I did wrong, so I'll go back and continue my self-criticism."

Jiang Lanting slightly raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "You are not enlightened enough, no wonder Grandpa Zhao hates you so much."

Filled with righteous indignation, Fu Zimo stood up with staring eyes and said, "Xinwen is the only daughter of the Zhao family, who can be more favored than her! You don't know anything, don't talk nonsense here!"

Zhao Yan warned with a cold face: "You know a lot about our Zhao family, when will it be your turn to point fingers!"

Fu Zimo looked at him very disappointed and said: "Zhao Yanxinwen is the sister who grew up with you! How could you treat her like this? Do you know how sad you make her like this?"

Zhao Yan's handsome face was icy cold: "Fu Zimo! Who do you think you are, you need to teach me a lesson!"

Zhao Xinwen was at a loss, she held Zhao Yan's hand timidly, tears rolled down like that, Lihua rained: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ah Yan, don't blame him, it's my fault, Zimo didn't mean anything malicious Yes, he just wants to see that we are still as good as before!"

Zhao Yan was extremely annoyed when he saw her being so wronged.

(End of this chapter)

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