Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

"Political Commissar Yu." Shen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Jingyan outside the door, "Regimental Commander Su is not at home, and I have already eaten dinner."

The meaning is obvious, I want to eat...

late!

Yu Jingyan was depressed.

Doesn't he have anything else to do besides eat?

"I know Su Ziyu is not here, I just want to ask you when to report, I will see you off."

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Yu Jingyan's face.

"I know the location of Beijing University, so I won't bother you." The smile on Shen Zhihuan's face remained the same.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you move things?" Yu Jingyan smiled calmly.

But Shen Zhihuan still saw something strange in his eyes.

"Sure!" Shen Zhi smiled and nodded.

"Then go to bed early! If you need help, feel free to come to me."

"Okay!" Shen Zhi smiled happily.

Watching Yu Jingyan go upstairs, the moment the door was closed, the smile on Shen Zhihuan's mouth slowly froze.

Interrupted by this, Shen Zhihuan lost the mood to cook.

He picked some fruit and ate it, and jumped on the bed.

This night, Shen Zhihuan had extremely rare insomnia.

Early the next morning, Shen Zhihuan threw all her belongings into the resort, and left the family compound with a suitcase filled with air.

The 82nd Army and Jingda are on the route of the No. [-] bus, saving even transfers.

Compared to the deserted one at the first time, it was obviously much more lively at this time.

There are people everywhere on both sides of the road.

Those who carry sacks, those who carry backpacks, those who carry canvas bags, those who carry suitcases...

Shen Zhihuan, who was wearing a black down jacket, got off the bus and became the focus of everyone's eyes.

The palm-sized face is pink and tender, and the ear-length short hair is tied into a delicate little bun, which is not as beautiful as a layman in the mortal world.

"Hush! Look!"

"so beautiful!"

"The eyebrows are like distant mountains, but they are black without drawing, and the lips are like sand, but they are vermilion."

……

There are even some young people who claim to be outstanding in appearance, and they are already ready to move.

Shen Zhihuan frowned and quickened his pace.

Although she has a thick skin, she can't help being stared at like a monkey.

Because she had already been here once, Shen Zhihuan came to the foreign language department with ease.

"You are the number one female student in the college entrance examination?!" The female teacher in charge of the reception pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and looked Shen Zhihuan up and down.

As soon as the teacher who went to Chuancheng to deliver the admission letter came back, the whole world yelled that the female number one scholar is a celestial being with both talents and looks, and the teachers in the school still didn't believe it.

The consensus was that they were exaggerating.

did not expect……

There really are such stunning beauties in the world.

The skin is better than snow, and the eyes are like a pool of clear water. When looking forward, there is an elegant and noble temperament, as if it has not been contaminated with the filth of the mundane world, and it is as crystal clear as an elf running out of the fields and mountains.

pity……

"Hmm!" Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips and smiled.

She just wants to do well in the exam, so that she can be more happy when she is admitted to Nantah University.

I don't know who used too much force...

sin!sin!
"Are you really married?" The female teacher asked a little bit unwillingly.

"En!" Shen Zhihuan tried hard to maintain the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

"May I ask, why did you choose to major in English?" The female teacher was a little curious.

These days, most people choose mathematics, physics, medicine...

Few people can choose English.

"I heard people say that professors of English majors leave little homework." Shen Zhihuan began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

She couldn't say that the reason why she chose to go to college was to stay away from the Shen family and start her new life in an open and honest manner. She didn't want to learn anything at all.

The female teacher was taken aback.

Is this major chosen too perfunctory? !
Until Shen Zhihuan left the office with the suitcase, the female teacher couldn't figure it out.

Don't they all say that genius is one percent talent and 90.00 percent perspiration?

How does she feel that this day is...

Ninety-nine percent talent and one percent perspiration.

Shen Zhihuan had just left the foreign language department when a young man in a short black down jacket strode up to her, reaching out to help her carry the suitcase, Shen Zhihuan hurriedly took a step back to avoid his hand.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to help you because you are alone." The young man didn't expect Shen Zhihuan to avoid him, so he hurriedly explained.

"Thank you! There are not many things in here, I can carry them easily." Shen Zhihuan bowed his lips politely.

Seeing the young man chatting with Shen Zhihuan, the people around were a little envious.

"My name is Fu Wenli, from the Chinese Department." The young man blushed.

When Shen Zhihuan got off the bus, he saw her.

Thinking that she was also here to report, he followed quietly all the way, and saw Shen Zhihuan entering the office of the foreign language department, and he was waiting outside.

"My name is Shen Zhihuan, from the Department of Foreign Languages. My wife is still waiting for me at the school gate, so I'll go first." Shen Zhihuan waved to Fu Wenli with a smile.

The smile on Fu Wenli's face froze.

spouse……

She has a lover? !

The people next to him were also a little frustrated when they heard this.

Finally, I saw a beautiful girl and got married.

After reporting to Beijing University, Shen Zhihuan went to her courtyard with her suitcase.

Picking up the key that old man He threw in the door, she dropped the latch casually.

Seeing that the yard was full of dust, Shen Zhihuan was in a bad mood.

Yesterday, a small two-bedroom house was tidied up all afternoon. Today, this courtyard house...

"One thousand eight, did you make a mistake! Old man He's courtyard next door to my house sells three thousand five thousand and five, and if you give me one thousand eight, are your brains covered with shit?" A high-pitched and thin voice came from the next door There was a sound in the yard.

"Your brain is covered with shit. What kind of yard is this? What kind of yard is this? How big is your yard? How big is your yard? Your ass is as big as a courtyard. You have the nerve to say that it sells for [-] yuan." Five." A rough voice replied.

"Blind your dog's eyes, old man He has ten rooms in his yard, and my yard has nine rooms, which is one less than his house." The high-pitched and thin roar sounded again.

"I see you...you should open your dog eyes and take a good look. Old man He's courtyard has ten spacious rooms. You are big and small, and even the small broken room in the kitchen has only nine rooms, which is only three square meters in size. Do you have the nerve to call it a kitchen?!"

"There is also the courtyard of old man He's house. At least it can match three or four of your small broken courtyard. Where do you have the face to say that it is as big as old man He's yard?"

"Fuck off! I won't sell it to you anymore." The high-pitched and thin voice was obviously a little bit annoyed.

"Who cares that you sell it! Don't say you sell it, even if you give it to me, I don't want your little broken yard." The rough voice sounded immediately.

"Get off your grandma!"

"You just keep grandpa here, and grandpa doesn't want to stay."