I became kun

Chapter 27 Something started to happen?

Early in the morning.

Li Song woke up.

At a glance, I saw a bag of soybean milk, three fried dough sticks, and a note on the table beside the bed.

Rubbing his eyes and getting up, Li Song looked at the words on the note.

【I went to the hospital】

The signatory is Zhou Meng.

Li Song yawned, crumpled the note into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket.

Yesterday, the two had agreed.

Chasing must be pursued, but Zhou Meng is not in a hurry for this moment, he plans to recover from the dislocated and fractured hand injury first.

Now, the purpose of leaving a note is obviously to express the meaning that I have gone to see a doctor and I don't have to wait for my class.

After washing up and eating soy milk fritters, the sun was just right outside, so Li Song went out directly and headed for the big classroom.

The morning class is a public class, which is held in the large lecture hall. In fact, it is an optional class.

But Li Song didn't plan to run away.

By the time he was in his junior year, the time for class was not too much.

If you can listen to a class, it counts as a class.

Besides, Li Song didn't go to class and didn't know what to do.

On the tree-lined road, there are schoolboys holding books, lively and youthful.

This made Li Song feel a little bit emotional.

Back then, he was also like this, full of vigor.

But now, people have become a little lazy.

……

At [-]:[-], when he entered the big ladder teacher, Li Song looked at the blackboard. The lecturer was Professor Li from the school, but the content of the lecture made Li Song a little dazed.

【Demons and ghosts, demons and sprites】

[Supernatural powers, Qimen Dunjia]

What kind of weird class is this?

Li Song was a little dumbfounded, thinking to himself, could it be that he wanted to explain the classical literature "Journey to the West"?
Out of curiosity, his original plan to shrink back changed. Li Song simply found an unoccupied position in the first row and put down his textbook.

This is a seat.

It is also the norm nowadays.

After all, there are still five or ten minutes before the real lecture starts, and no one will sit here honestly for five or ten minutes.

Putting down the book, Li Song turned a corner and sat down on the edge of the lawn outside the big classroom, but he still felt a little strange.

Even more inexplicable ideas.

The theme of this public class is too weird.

Generally speaking, open classes are courses that students from all departments can come and listen to independently.

Ordinary students will choose professors and lecturers they like after all to attend lectures.

A few will choose to come or not to come according to the theme of the current issue.

In this case, there are very few courses in natural open courses that are highly professional and only suitable for a certain department.

Most of them are the so-called justice, happiness, peace, value and so on.

Occasionally, I will appreciate and analyze the four major masterpieces and explain them.

But generally speaking, when it comes to Journey to the West, the title of the theme is probably similar to "The Birth of a Stone Monkey, Disturbing the Heavenly Palace" or "500 Years Under Wuzhi Mountain, Once an Eminent Monk Makes a Relationship with Buddha".

The theme is clear, and you can tell how many chapters are explained at a glance.

After all, it is almost impossible to finish a famous book in just two classes.

But today's topic is very strange.

Strangely enough, Li Song had a feeling, whether it is time to gradually reveal some secrets to the public.

Is this about to start?

A burst of cranky, time flies.

At this time, the school's announcement finally came: "Amphitheater No. 15, the open class starts in [-] minutes."

Li Song came back to his senses, stood up, and walked directly into the classroom.

15 minutes is not too long. After sitting down, I chatted casually with the people around me and passed away.

Back in the classroom, the textbook still obediently occupied the place for the master.

In college, there are still very few bullies who would take positions arrogantly and unreasonably.

Li Song looked at the two sides, maybe because of the recent flood of love, there are girls on both sides, only a gentle brother wearing glasses behind.

And the most important thing is that the two girls, at first glance, are definitely of the level that can truly be called beauties.

One has loose hair and looks extremely delicate.

The other is braided, which looks a little more capable.

The skin is snow-white, and there is a fragrance coming from it before approaching.

The large lecture hall of Li Song University has three seats in a small row, and a long table is placed in front of it. When the books were placed, the left and right sides were occupied by books, so they can only be placed in the center.

If you want to go in at this moment, you can only ask a certain girl to stand up and make way out of the aisle.

Li Song approached the side that chose the long-haired girl, grinned and said between his white teeth: "Sister, can you let me take my place."

Li Song pointed to the textbook in the center.

The girl with long hair and shawl nodded shyly and stood up. The aisle was opened, but it was still narrow.

Even if Li Song controlled his body as much as possible, there was still some physical contact.

Squeezing in and sitting down, Li Song heaved a sigh of relief, and planned to take advantage of the few minutes before the public class to chat with the girls casually, which can be regarded as acquaintance and an active atmosphere.

but……

Li Song didn't realize that he was born with some disabilities in some aspects.

For example, IQ when talking with girls.

Li Song kept smiling, looked at the long-haired girl just now, thought for a while and said, "Well, is she a freshman or a sophomore?"

The long-haired girl responded softly: "Freshman."

Li Songlang smiled: "Ha, I'm a junior."

The long-haired girl blushed slightly, glanced slightly at the tall and handsome Li Song, and said in a low voice, "Hello, senior."

Li Song: "Hello, junior."

Then, Li Song didn't know how to answer the conversation, his mind was muddled, and after a while, he had a flash of inspiration. He remembered that when chatting with girls, he should show his humor.

How to show humor is obviously the best way to make a joke.

Li Song joked: "Sister, you must weigh 180 pounds, haha, when I came in just now, I felt very strenuous."

The junior girl's eyes suddenly widened a little, and then her pretty face turned red, and the faint smile that was still on the corner of her mouth disappeared instantly.

In my heart, there is only one sentence that my mother sold me.

Li Song didn't know it, but thought he was very witty and made a joke, and still said cheerfully: "Your hair is loose, you must not have a big face, haha!"

"I saw this kind of video on Douyin. A girl with a big pumpkin pie face has this kind of hair. Haha, I laughed so hard when I watched it."

The junior girl's complexion changed, and there were a few black lines visible to the naked eye on her forehead.

"Senior, class is about to start, please don't disturb me, OK?"

The junior girl's tone became stiff for some reason, at least it made Li Song stop the idea of ​​continuing to joke.

Turning his head, looking at the long-haired junior with a frosty face, Li Song felt a little depressed.

We had a good chat just now, why suddenly it turned from sunny to cloudy.

(End of this chapter)