Han Tianxiao was just about to pick up her mobile phone and prepare to talk to that person, but found that her mobile phone seemed to have fallen off in the process of her running, but she didn't have any cash on her, she glanced at the boss on the stall, and walked over embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, boss, I still have something to do, I don't want to meet me." ”

"Little girl, didn't your parents teach you that you can't eat alone on the side of the road at night, let alone pay the bill?" The boss stopped Han Tianxiao's way and walked towards Han Tianxiao step by step.

"What do you want to do? Han Tianxiao stepped back a little frightened, looking at the boss with a wary expression.

"What I want to do, you'll find out later. The boss smiled wickedly at Han Tian.

"Ahh Just when Han Tianxiao thought he was finished, a man kicked the boss away.

Han Tianxiao, who was covering his head, raised his head and looked at the condescending boy, stunned, looking good.

"Where is your house? I'll send you back, and then don't come out alone at night." "Fei Shiming is patrolling nearby, this street has been a little uneven recently, so they will send people to patrol in shifts, he just passed by here on a shift and saw Han Tianxiao running all the way, so he followed, he thought it was someone behind her, but he checked it and found that it was just a kitten, it seemed that the movement of the kitten scared her.

On the way over, he also picked up her dropped mobile phone, and was thinking about sending it to her, but found out that the boss was plotting against her.

He had long heard that there had been some unrest on this street recently, and it seemed that it was the person in front of him, so he suppressed the boss, "Follow me back to the police station." ”

Early the next morning, Zhao Xiaoyu came back with breakfast, because they didn't have a class in the first class, Fang Ying and they were still sleeping, Zhao Xiaoyu gently put breakfast on the table, picked up the materials on the table and left.

There are still four days left before the weekend, and she has to understand everything as soon as possible before she can write the assignment assigned by the old professor.

Zhao Xiaoyu met Liu Ziheng again on the way to the library, Liu Ziheng looked at Zhao Xiaoyu walking towards the library with the book, his face was a little embarrassed, he had not paid attention to the entertainment industry before, nor did he know about the things on the cultivator's side, and the people around him were not gossipy people, so naturally he would not talk about them, so he didn't know that Zhao Xiaoyu would be a cultivator.

Moreover, cultivators usually go to K University to report, so how could he have thought that there would be an unusual report to A University.

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at Liu Ziheng, silently turned his head away, and waited for the library to open to find the materials he needed.

After the teachers went to work, another professor in the same office as the old professor rummaged through the documents, "It's strange, what about the materials of my historical and cultural street." ”

"I gave it to the student and asked her to write a paper. The voice of the old professor, who was crackling and typing, came from the front of the computer desk.

"Lao Wen, what do you give me to research, when will I receive it, I am in a hurry. The professor heard that the old professor had given the student, and he stopped rummaging, he sat down, took a sip of water, and opened another file that needed to be written.

"Freshman, for you on the weekend. ”

"??? freshman, old Wen, what kind of paper can a freshman write, aren't you fooling around? The professor had just taken a sip and almost threw up.

"So I wrote you another one myself. In front of Professor Wen's screen was a paper on the historical and cultural street.

"Yo, who is so capable that you would rather write a copy yourself first than fix him. The professor looked at Professor Wen with a gossipy expression.

"I'm just giving her a horse, don't think that you can do whatever you want as a cultivator. ”

"Cultivator, the cultivator specially recruited by our school? I heard that the results of the college entrance examination are not bad, but her mentality is unstable, and she will go to the entertainment industry to play for a while, and what sect she will open for a while, I really don't know why the cultivation alliance spoils her so much and makes her so nonsense. ”

Professor Wen raised his eyebrows, because of this, he wanted her to make a mistake in history, don't tell him that she likes history so she chooses the history department, that's all.

If she likes history, she will go to the entertainment industry to stay in the entertainment industry for ten days and half a month and not come back? It has been a month and a half since the start of school, and she came to report.

Approaching Double 11, the people in the dormitory held their mobile phones every day, discussing what to buy, that day Han Tianxiao came back from outside, he held his mobile phone from time to time and giggled, and asked her She didn't say anything, this Double 11 also discussed with Fang Ying what skin care products, cosmetics and clothes to buy.

Fang Ying and Lin Wenwen privately said that Han Tianxiao seemed to have something wrong, and there was finally a person in the dormitory who got off the list, which was a big deal in the dormitory, but Han Tianxiao didn't say anything, so the two had to endure it, waiting for Han Tianxiao to tell them first, they were celebrating.

But they've already started to talk about what to buy and come back to celebrate.

Zhao Xiaoyu felt their enthusiasm for Double 11 for the first time, and it was clear that November had not yet arrived, and they had already started to play designated cat games and check in every day.

Occasionally, Zhao Xiaoyu was pulled by them to be a little cat, and in Fang Ying's enthusiasm, Sunday came, and Zhao Xiaoyu walked to Professor Wen's office with the paper he had written last night.

Zhao Xiaoyu walked to the door of Professor Wen's office and knocked on the door, and after a while, there was a sound of "please come in" inside, and Zhao Xiaoyu pushed the door in.

Professor Wen was still busy with the documents in his hand, and watched Zhao Xiaoyu come in and asked her to sit aside for a while.

Half an hour passed, and Zhao Xiaoyu sat quietly on the sofa beside him, holding the computer in his hand, checking the paper in his hand.

When it was almost noon, Zhao Xiaoyu had been working in the office for nearly two hours, and there had been two groups of people in the office, and Professor Wen had instructed them to go back and get it themselves.

After Professor Wen finished his work, he looked up and saw that it was almost twelve o'clock at noon, he picked up his clothes and looked at Zhao Xiaoyu who was sitting on the sofa, "Put your paper on my desk, go back, if there is anything, I will let you come over." ”

"Hmm. Zhao Xiaoyu used the printer in his office to print out a paper and put it on Professor Wen's desk, and left with Professor Wen.

"There are complaints. He only needed to put the paper on his desk, but he made her sit there for nearly two and a half hours.

"Nope. Zhao Xiaoyu looked ahead and quietly followed the professor's side, walking out.

Professor Wen didn't know whether he was satisfied with Zhao Xiaoyu's answer or not, he snorted coldly, ignored Zhao Xiaoyu, and the two separated when they walked out of the teacher's office area.

Before leaving, Professor Wen said beside Zhao Xiaoyu, "Since you have chosen history, there is no way back to speak of, and there will be more demanding things in the future." ”

"I never thought of retreating, and it is a good thing for students to be strict with teachers. ”

Professor Wen: "Hmph, Flim Tongue. ”