Quick wear: The full-level boss has torn up the cannon fodder script again

Chapter 28 Learning is the real thing (28)

How could a lonely demon king do such a shameful thing as writing a self-criticism? !Wouldn't it be ridiculous to spread the word and be known by those old enemies in the past?I lost my face!

The school secretary looked at her with a kind smile, "You don't want to write?"

It seems that there is some discussion!
Shu Liang hurriedly nodded, "I don't want to!"

The secretary of the hospital also nodded, took out the mobile phone from the side and handed it to her: "Here."

Shu Liang took the phone with a blank face, thought for a while, and tentatively asked, "Send it to me?"

Is there such a thing as being able to get a mobile phone for free without writing a review?

"Thanks……"

The girl put on a smile, and just uttered a word of thanks, the next second, the school secretary ruthlessly shattered her dream with a dark face.

"Call your parents to come and write for you."

Shu Liang's heart was ashamed: "Secretary, why don't you fire me."

The secretary of the college held a walnut and said with a smile: "Yes, I will submit a [-]-word dropout application on Monday, and I will consider it."

"..."

People nowadays are too insidious.

Master Shu Liang, who had lost her dream, walked out of the office with a sullen face, and when she saw Cheng Gui, she was walking not far in front of her.

The young man was tall and tall, and his back was clear and upright when he walked. Every step he took seemed to be carefully measured, with the same interval.

It looked like a robot made of tin.

Shu Liang found it interesting, and after chasing him, he slowed down, imitated his walking frequency, and talked to him: "Classmate, thank you, you helped me a lot this time, I don't even know how to thank you." it is good."

classmate?

The young man frowned imperceptibly, then stopped suddenly, and looked down at her.

"What did you call me?"

This was the first time Shu Liang heard his voice.

The young man's voice was clean, which was very strange to her. Perhaps it was because the voice change period had ended soon, or maybe it was because he didn't speak often. Cheng Gui's voice was slightly hoarse and magnetic, and there was a kind of clearness unique to young people.

Shu Liang opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "Hey, you can talk?"

Cheng Gui's amber eyes stared at her: "...I'm not dumb."

It's just that many times, he doesn't think it's necessary and doesn't want to speak.

Shu Liang recalled his question just now, and was a little confused: "What do I call you, classmate? Cheng Gui?"

"..."

Cheng Gui withdrew his gaze, turned his head and walked away without even looking at her.

Shu Liang didn't care about his ignorance, but inexplicably sensed a hint of annoyance from his behavior.

But she had no memory at all. When did she annoy him, she wondered: "Am I wrong? If you have any dissatisfaction in your heart, you can just say it."

As soon as the voice fell, the boy stopped suddenly, as if he was waiting for her words.

He turned around and took a step closer to her, closing the distance between them.

Shu Liang raised her eyes to meet his amber eyes.

Cheng Gui said slowly, "You called me at the same table last time."

"... Oh," Shu Liang remembered, didn't it just be a slip of the tongue?

"Actually..." Shu Liang wanted to explain, but when she saw his expression, her intuition was wrong. After thinking carefully for a moment, she asked, "What do you think I mean?"

The young man pursed his lips and said softly, "You want to be at the same table as me."

Shu Liang fell into silence.

There are no fixed classrooms and no fixed seats in the university classroom, so it is not surprising that her "same table" will give him such an illusion.

(End of this chapter)