301, old professors, school flowers and hooligans
After class ends at noon, the Finance Institute and the University of Tokyo are actually two different scenes.
The Finance Institute is not only far away from the city, but also far away from the center of Jiangling District, so students eat in the cafeteria at noon, unless they grab a place on the Internet in the afternoon, and eat some fast food in Yiwu Commodity City by the way.
In addition to the school cafeteria, there is also a lot of food nearby, and a large number of students come out of the school on bicycles after class, and there are many people walking in groups.
Chen Hansheng drove slowly around the campus of the University of Tokyo, stopping from time to time.
Because there are often gray-haired old men or old ladies, who also ride bicycles, dressed modestly, with serious faces, and a leather square bag hanging from the handlebars, shuttling through the crowd of students.
"See, these are the important weapons of the country. โ
Chen Hansheng pointed at the old man and the old lady, turned his head and said to Nie Xiaoyu.
Nie Xiaoyu leaned on the car window and looked: "I used to see this kind of temperament in Jianye University, they are all professors." โ
Chen Hansheng nodded: "Maybe it's still a senior researcher from which academy or which institute." โ
"Is there such a professor in our school?"
Nie Xiaoyu asked.
"Our school has no scientific research strength, and the market economy will become more and more open in the future, and those young professors will not have the discipline of these little old men. โ
Chen Hansheng couldn't help but sigh: "Many professors in the future will help you do the project if they give money, and whatever research results the funders want, then they can study the results, and they don't look at the objective facts at all." โ
Kong Jing looked at Chen Hansheng, she was in management, and she paid little attention to these things, thinking that college students now knew so much.
Suddenly, only to hear the sound of the front of the car, the three of them felt a shaking at the same time.
"Shhh โ
Chen Hansheng took a breath, because the perpetrator was a little old lady, wearing a gray suit, thin wrists, with round eyes, and a bicycle upside down in the front of Xiao Xiali's car.
The student next to him was also startled, and the old lady suddenly intervened from the wind path, probably a distraction, and hit the car directly.
Some of the girls went up to pick up their bicycles, and were about to pick up their handbags scattered next to them when a boy stepped out of the car.
With a cigarette between his fingers, he wore a sweater in the winter, maybe it was too hot in the car, so he took off his down jacket.
He took the initiative to pick up the handbag, frowned and dusted it twice, and then looked at the front of the car and saw that a small piece of paint had fallen off, and his expression was a little impatient: "What's the matter with you, old lady, you don't feel sorry for the bicycle, I also feel sorry for my car." โ
"What a noise!"
Obviously, the old professor took the initiative to bump into Xia Li, but she was still unhappy and glared at Chen Hansheng.
"No, old man, do you want to slander someone?"
Chen Hansheng looked up, but didn't find the camera, so he could only point to the students around him and say, "I drive with one board and one eye, in case of a lawsuit, you have to testify for me." โ
"Lawsuit, with me?"
The old professor sneered, and then stretched out his hand: "Give me back!"
"If you pay it back, you will pay it back. โ
Chen Hansheng muttered: "What a fierce." โ
"How much does it cost to touch up your car?"
The old professor asked as he pulled out his wallet.
Seeing that the old professor took the initiative to pay for it, Chen Hansheng knew that she was still reasonable.
In fact, as long as you don't slander him, dropping a piece of paint is a trivial matter.
"No need. โ
Chen Hansheng waved his hand casually: "Hurry up and go to dinner, I want to pick up my girlfriend, don't waste time with each other." โ
The old professor was also stunned for a moment, thinking that Chen Hansheng, a ruffian who was a hanger, was ready to open his mouth.
Not only that, Chen Hansheng also walked to the side of the bicycle, and there was a girl who was correcting the crooked front of the bike, but her strength was too small.
Chen Hansheng shouted: "Go and go, the handlebar is not corrected like this, and I have no life experience at all." โ
I saw Chen Hansheng put the cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, directly stuffed the wheel between his legs, held the handlebar tightly with both hands, and straightened the crooked handlebar with all his might.
"If you don't want to stuff the wheel into your legs, where can you straighten the front of the car?"
Chen Hansheng said with a smile.
The words are the truth, and the reason is also correct, just saying it is a bit of a hooligan, coupled with Chen Hansheng's wanton smile, the girl can't help but blush.
Although the old professor is very old, his eyes are very sharp, and he saw that there were obviously two wheel prints in the middle of Chen Hansheng's original clean pants.
Chen Hansheng just didn't care about patting it twice: "It's over, the old lady should be careful when riding in the future." โ
"Who's the old lady!"
The old professor was very dissatisfied with this title: "How much does it cost to touch up the paint?"
Chen Hansheng saw that the old lady was quite stubborn, but he didn't plan to ask for compensation.
"I don't want it, you get out of the way, I'm going to pick up my girlfriend. โ
"No, you have to take it. โ
"The car is mine, and I don't want it if I say no. โ
"If you don't take it, you won't let it go!"
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The two also quarreled with each other, and finally a teacher from Dongda passed by here, and after understanding what happened, he looked at the location of the paint and said with a smile: "Professor Sun, if other students don't accept it, they won't accept it, why do you keep giving it." โ
"No, don't make me feel uncomfortable!"
The old professor said with a cold face.
"Then give 30. โ
The middle-aged teacher looked at Chen Hansheng: "Classmate, what do you think?"
"Whatever you want. โ
Chen Hansheng looked indifferent.
The old professor took out 50 yuan from his bag and handed it directly to Chen Hansheng: "There is 20 left, this is the money for correcting the handlebar." โ
Chen Hansheng grinned, his hands crossed his waist and watched from the side, a cold winter wind blew, and the old professor's gray hair fluttered loosely.
Chen Hansheng thought to himself that when this old lady was young, she must have been a beauty, she was old, her waist was straight, and her temperament was still very good.
Somehow, this tsundere fan who gave an extra 20 yuan suddenly made Chen Hansheng very familiar.
"Wait. โ
Chen Hansheng shouted.
The old professor turned his head: "Isn't it enough?"
Chen Hansheng took out a rope from the car, he was a courier, and the car was often equipped with ropes, and he walked up to tie the back cover of the bicycle a little stronger.
"Old lady, your car is going to be replaced, it's not strong. โ
"Humph!"
The old professor didn't pay any attention to it, and stepped on it.
"Hey, you said this guy. โ
Chen Hansheng shook his head and returned to the car.
"The old professor really has a lot of character. โ
Nie Xiaoyu had an adoring expression on his face.
"What's the character, the tsundere is out of the spectrum. โ
Chen Hansheng came downstairs to the girls' dormitory and called Xiao Rongyu and asked her to come down quickly.
Kong Jing listened and sat up straight inadvertently.
Not long after, someone knocked on the window.
Chen Hansheng slowly shook down, and a delicate face was revealed.
"Hi, Hansheng Chen. โ
The girl said hello to Chen Hansheng first, and when she saw Nie Xiaoyu in the back row, she also waved her hand and said, "Xiaoyu, hello." โ
Kong Jing looked sideways, thinking that this girl was really good, tall and tall, and she also had the vitality that a college student should have.
However, it doesn't seem to be as beautiful as I thought.
Kong Jing was suddenly relieved, and nodded at the girl in a friendly manner.
This woman's heart is strange enough.
The girl didn't know Kong Jing, but when she saw Kong Jing taking the initiative to say hello, she also responded with a smile, and then stood in front of the driver's window, chatting with Chen Hansheng without a ride.
"Why don't you get on the bus?"
Kong Jing asked.
"Who?"
Nie Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: "Bian Shishi didn't have to get in the car." โ
"Isn't it Chen Hansheng's girlfriend?"
Kong Jing was a little confused.
Nie Xiaoyu shook his head: "She's not, Xiao Rongyu is." โ
While she was talking, a girl came out of the dormitory building, she was holding a box in her hand, and she didn't want to carry it even though she only had a few steps, so she stood at the door and asked Chen Hansheng to come over to help.
"Damn, I don't have any hands. โ
Chen Hansheng complained, but he still got out of the car, just with a disgusted look.
But the girl didn't mind and hugged Chen Hansheng's arm tightly.
"Wow. โ
Nie Xiaoyu pointed and said, "She is Xiao Rongyu, the only designated school flower of Dongda." โ
Kong Jing raised her head, the girl was wearing a blue high-necked dress with the skirt below her calves, a high-end white down jacket on the outside, a matching belt in the middle, the exquisite curves were directly outlined, the calves were wrapped in thick white stockings, and she stepped on a pair of small white leather shoes.
A delicate melon seed face, with a playful ponytail, eyes smiling like crescent moons, lips coated with a faint lipstick, reflecting a seductive light in the sun, and pear vortices on both sides of her cheeks make her radiant and full of confidence.
Kong Jing thought to herself, is it no wonder that it is called Xiao Rongyu, the flower looks like the moon, and the fish and geese fall?
Xiao Rongyu naturally sat in the co-pilot, as if this was her special seat.
"Sister Jing, the second-in-command of Rocket 101, you go and say hello. Chen Hansheng introduced.
"Hello Sister Jing, just call me Xiaoyu'er. โ
Xiao Rongyu turned his head and smiled sweetly.
Kong Jing saw Xiao Rongyu clearly, suddenly understood something, and smiled with relief: "Hello Xiaoyuer." โ
"Why did you come down so late?"
Chen Hansheng turned the steering wheel and left the university.
"I was delayed by one thing. โ
Xiao Rongyu sniffed her cute nose: "Do you remember the Rocket 101 legal regulations I helped you write last time?"
"Yes. โ
Chen Hansheng said that that thing helped a lot.
Xiao Rongyu took off his small leather shoes as usual, and curled up his legs on the seat: "Actually, I asked a professor for a lot of things, she is amazing, the leader of the national discipline." โ
Chen Hansheng glanced at her: "But what does it have to do with you coming down late?"
"She was hit by a car at school today and called me to complain. โ
Xiao Rongyu sighed: "The old lady is old, her children are abroad, she has a very strict personality, but she is very good to me, I feel that we have some inexplicable magnetic field fit, she used to be a school girl." โ
Chen Hansheng shook his shoulders unnaturally: "What are you complaining about?"
Xiao Rongyu was a little strange: "Usually you don't take the initiative to care about these things." โ
"Drive, listen to some stories to solve difficulties. โ
Professor Sun said that the owner of the car who caused the accident was a boy, with a short temper and a bit of ruffians. โ
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"Huh?"
"Your mother told you to wear autumn pants, and you wore stockings again, and then she was going to scold you again. โ
"It's okay, my mother doesn't know, you are not allowed to talk nonsense when you go home for the New Year. โ
Chen Hansheng covered up the past, and then asked, "Didn't she praise that boy?"
"Praise him?"
Xiao Rongyu tilted his head and thought for a while: "Why did the driver who caused the accident praise it, in the end, the old lady muttered, she said that the boy's personality is quite similar to her deceased husband." โ
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