After finishing the sketch, Lin Xian took out yesterdayâs output to compare and he couldnât help but nod.
âVery good. There is slight progress. At least todayâs water cup looks more rounded and realistic.â
âKacha!â
The bedroom door was pushed open.
Lin Xian saw Wang Zejing walking into the living room with one hand on his waist and the other carrying a small bag.
His face was sullen and there are two visible dark circles under his eyes.
Seeing this, Lin Xian couldnât help but laugh and say, âLao Wang, were you sucked dry by a demoness?â
Hearing this, Wang Zejing showed a smile uglier than crying and said: âI twisted my waist by accident yesterday, so I went to have some medicine prescribed in the morning.â
âTwisted your waist?â
âThen why did you buy Liu Wei Di Huang Teapills?â
Lin Xian could clearly see the five characters on the medicine inside the plastic bag.
âLiu Wei Di Huang Teapills!â
âLao Wang, Didnât I tell you yesterday, senior sisters from Jincai are not something that ordinary men can handle!â Lin Xian patted Wang Zejingâs shoulder and said bitterly.
âHaha!â
Wang Zejing said pretentiously: âBrother Lin, are you joking. I really just twisted my waistâ
Seeing that he was still trying to maintain his dignity as a man, Lin Xian did not go any further.
He patted him on the shoulder and said seriously, âOkay. I believe in you. But remember to take care of your body!â
âBy the way, I wonât go to class today. If the professor calls my name, Brother Lin, please answer it for me and I will treat you to dinner later.â
After he finished speaking, Wang Zejing walked back to the bedroom while holding his waist.
After the door of the bedroom was close, Lin Xian couldnât hold it and laughed out loud.
After some time, Zhang Kai and several others got up one after another.
After getting ready, they walked toward the teaching building with their books in their hands.
On the way, Zhang Kai asked suddenly: âBy the way, is brother Wang back?â
âYes. He came back early!â
After Lei Hongguang replied, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, âLet us not aim for senior sisters. I think freshman girls are better.â
âWhy? That wasnât what you said yesterday.â Zhang Kai wondered.
Just like Wang Zixuan, Zhang Kai also is a mensao. He dares to say anything in private. But if he really faced a girl alone, he couldnât say a thing.
They can only pin their hopes on the dorm socializing.
Hearing this, Lei Hongguang gave him a strange look and said, âI wonât go anyway. I think that freshman girls are better.â
He must have witnessed Wang Zejingâs tragic situation and was probably frightened.
The class in the morning was Chinese. But for Lin Xian, no class is as important as mathematics.
Ling Youyu came very early and her petite figure sat alone in the back row.
Lin Xian sat down beside her and said, âThat doll is very cute. I like it very much!â
âRea..really?â
Ling Youyu clasped the ballpoint pen tightly in her small hand and blushed.
âFor real!â
Lin Xian nodded and asked curiously, âDid you buy that doll or did you make it yourself?â
With simple short words, Ling Youyu can speak properly, but once it exceeds five words, it is better to write it.
Lin Xian saw her holding a pen and writing on the paper: âI made it myself.â
âIt is very cute!â Lin Xian praised with a smile.
Lin Xian didnât expect her to have such skill.
And honestly, the doll is really cute.
After receiving such a compliment, Ling Youyuâs face turned even red.
Thinking of her 90 point-figure, Lin Xian couldnât help but glance at her front.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Xian finally couldnât help but ask softly: âLing Youyu, what is the size of your underwear?â
âWuu!â
Ling Youyu exhaled softly her pretty face turned red instantly like ripe cherry and bury her face down on the table like an ostrich.
âUhâŠâ
Seeing this scene, Lin Xian couldnât help but laugh.
This girl is so sensitive!
Lin Xian only speculated before, but now he can be sure that if he kisses her, she will surely faint!
Thinking of this, Lin Xian did not dare to tease her anymore, so he just opened Xu Senlinâs âMathematical Analysisâ and began to read the book seriously.
The scene just now was witnessed by many girls in the class and so they gathered in twos or threes to gossip.
âHeh! What a pretentious girl!â A long-haired girl glanced at Ling Youyu and sneered.
âWho made her so pretty!â
âWhat is the use of being pretty? With just her short legs, when the freshness is gone, Lin Xian would lose interest in her.â
âI heard that Ling Youyu seems to have congenital stuttering. Isnât it a bit bad to say ill things about her?â A girl hesitated and said.
âWho knows if sheâs just faking it? Forget it. Letâs not talk about her?
âŠâŠ
Their professor was a middle-aged woman named Gu Hai.
It can be perhaps her constant exposure to language that gave her a bookish aura. And with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, she has that very intellectual feel.
There were no roll calls and even signing for attendance.
After putting down the textbook, Gu Hai gave a brief self-introduction and then began to lecture.
Although the professor does not check the attendance, she likes to ask questions. In just ten minutes, three students were asked to stand up and answer questions.
Lin Xian was focused on reading the book when he suddenly heard Gu Haiâs voice.
âStudent Wang Zejing, please answer what was the earliest collection of poetry in the pre-Qin period?â
âWang Zejing?â
Hearing the name, Lei Hongguang raised his eyebrow.
Lin Xian sighed and stood up slowly.
There is no other way since he had promised Lao Wang, he must keep his promise.
âThe earliest collection of poetry is the âBook of Songsâ!â
Fortunately, the question that Gu Hai asked was not that difficult and the answer can be found in the book. She just wanted to ask so as to check whether the students were listening in class.
Gu Hai looked at Lin Xian and smiled slightly and nodded and said, âVery good, please take a seat.â
Lin Xian frowned. He felt that Teacher Gu Haiâs smile seemed teasing him.
Not long after Lin Xian sat down, Teacher Gu Hai asked again, âWhich book of poetry did the earliest source of romanticism come from? Student Lin Xian, please answer this question.
âWhat the hell?!â
At this moment, Lin Xian finally understood the meaning of Professor Gu Haiâs smile.
For a time, more than 200 students looked at Lin Xian strangely.
At this point, how could Lin Xian not understand?
Gu Hai knew him obviously, so when he stood up for Wang Zejing, she immediately called him afterward.
Ugh!
It is not so good to be so famous!
Lin Xian sighed, stood up again, and replied, âThe source is Verses of Chu!â
Gu Haiâs smile was the same as she teased: âLin Xian looks very familiar!â
Suddenly, the students couldnât hold it any longer and there came bursts of laughter in the classroom.