"Warm, warm, my girlfriend's ......"

"Mom, I'm forcing it, wouldn't it be over if I admit it earlier, I have to be a mother-in-law and mother-in-law. www.biquge.info"Song Baojun sat down angrily, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said in a big way: "Nuan Nuan, why don't you come over to light a cigarette for my brother?"

"Hey!" Shan Nuannuan hurriedly grabbed a lighter and trotted around to light a cigarette for him, her voice full of joy and gratitude. After lighting a cigarette, he put away the lighter and quietly wiped the corner of his eye with his finger.

"Now you go back and sit down, take care of your man, if he dares to play any tricks, Lao Tzu will beat his out. ”

"Thank you, Brother Jun. Shan Nuannuan returned to her chair nervously, at a loss for a moment, not daring to look up at everyone. Suddenly, the back of her hand tightened, and it turned out that Qu Jingsen quietly reached out from under the table and held her hand. A wave of joy spread throughout Shan Nuan's body.

Everyone likes to see such a "happy ending", and the atmosphere on the field is much more harmonious, and everyone has a smile on their faces.

Only Li Meijia and Qianqian's hearts are full of suspicion. The Song Baojun they saw on the stage yesterday was so graceful and free-spirited, but today's Song Baojun is so violent and hooligan, completely subverting his own image.

Full of swear words and arrogant attitude, where is this still the outstanding young man who talked and laughed freely with Professor Ferdinand yesterday, debated the merits of Chinese and English, and was full of wealth?

The learning environment of the School of Foreign Languages is good, the exposure is to foreign knowledge and theories, the play is petty-bourgeois sentiment, and the overall atmosphere is inclined to elegance, romance and money worship. At least everyone is humane and polite, and there are few scenes of evil words. When the two of them saw the words and deeds of Song Baojun, a sven scum, they almost suspected that they were dreaming.

Song Baojun ignored them and beckoned everyone to drink and eat.

During the banquet, Li Meijia frequently toasted to everyone, sometimes chatting and laughing with Guo Jun, sometimes making fists with Long Ya, and sometimes drinking five or six with Qu Jingsen, which made the atmosphere very inactive. I don't know for what purpose, but I never said a word to Song Baojun, let alone touched the cup with him once.

Only Guo Jun was secretly happy. Why? Qu Jingsen has Shan Nuannuan, Tan Qingkai has Qianqian, Long Ya doesn't want to fall in love for the time being, and Brother Jun is ignored, which means that no one competes with him for Sister Meijia, there is a chance!

So Guo Jun was courteous at the banquet, everyone played cards and drank together, as long as Li Meijia lost, he rushed to help drink, and kept telling clumsy jokes, just to make the beauty laugh.

The party was about to end at five o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone was drunk, and Shan Nuannuan stayed behind to help clean up the mess.

Song Baojun threw Qu Jingsen a meaningful look and said with a smile: "Flower beautiful man, the night is long, you have no intention of sleeping, don't miss the good thing." Then he made a cheering gesture to Shan Nuannuan and said, "Brother and sister, the beautiful man will be handed over to you to dispose of." If he dares to resist, you can call me. ”

"Brother Jun is really drunk. Shan Nuannuan pursed her lips and smiled, "You guys go slowly." ”

Song Baojun and Long Ya hooked their shoulders and staggered down the stairs.

"Sister Meijia, shall I send you back to the dormitory?" Guo Jun followed behind, squeezing out a sentence slowly.

Li Meijia hesitated for a while, looked at the back of Song Baojun riding a bicycle and staggering away, and did not refuse.

She is in the same dormitory as Qianqian, and she happens to be on the same road as Tan Qingkai.

Tan Qingkai has always had no courage, and he has made his relationship clear with Qianqian, but he doesn't dare to touch each other. The two walked in front, and if they were about to leave, the middle was wide enough to run horses.

Guo Jun and Li Meijia followed behind, chatting with each other.

When he arrived at the front of the women's dormitory building of the School of Foreign Languages, Guo Jun felt that the time was ripe, and asked with a twist: "Sister Meijia, that, that, can I invite you to watch a movie with me at night?"

Li Meijia looked at the gaps in his teeth that appeared from time to time when he spoke, endured the anger for a long time, and finally shouted: "Who wants to watch a movie with you! Stupid!" Then she walked angrily to the dormitory building, walking too quickly and being hit by high heels.

Guo Jun was stunned on the spot, full of inexplicability.

The two girls returned to the dormitory, Qianqian changed her coat, poured a glass of water, and asked in a low voice, "Meijia, do you like that Guo Jun?"

"Who said I liked him? Such a stupid boy, like two hundred and five, don't ask such idiotic questions, okay?"

"Then you ......"

"That Song Baojun! he actually dares to ignore me, I will definitely call him good-looking, definitely!"

……

The next day, before Qu Jingsen had heard the news of Huang Shimian, it was the weekly calligraphy research class, and Song Baojun couldn't help but participate. I've been there once, so it's natural to stick to it. What's more, he has experienced a lot of things in Liao Xuebing's reading notes, and he is trying to verify it.

"Hey, Song Baojun!"

Looking back, it was Liu Xiyue, who rushed over from the corridor, walked with Song Baojun, and said with a smile: "Why are you interested in coming to the calligraphy class today?

Class Leader Liu was dressed in the style of a goddess today, and made a long wavy curly hair, pulled it up and piled it on top of his head. A pair of already impeccable eyes, with a faint eyeliner around them, make the eyebrows and eyes particularly bright and flawless. As soon as he spoke, his mouth was like a quiet crescent.

It's just that he is dressed a little thinner, with long legs and thin black stockings, dark red stiletto heels that make people reverie, and he wears a milky white knitted shoulder. In this breezy late autumn season, it seems that every girl is a monster who only needs to be demeanor and not temperature.

Song Baojun's gaze stayed on Liu Xiyue's black silk thigh for a long time and was reluctant to move away, and said: "I smell the chicken dancing, Chengmen Lixue, stealing from the fence, stealing the light from the wall, hanging the beam and piercing the strands, and the sac reflects the snow, and I spend all the time of others drinking coffee on studying, how can I have time to play games!"

Liu Xiyue found that the focus of the other party's gaze was, and immediately doubled her pride, and held her head high: "Cut, I don't know who it is, all the subjects last semester were made up for the exam, and the entire Chinese Department was the first, which was never seen fifty-nine years ago when Chazhou University was founded." ”

"I only focus on results and don't care about grades. ”

"Just pretend. Liu Xiyue said: "What preparations do you have for today's calligraphy class?"

Song Baojun was stunned and said: "It's not enough to bring a notebook, what else do you need to prepare?"

"Damn, you're really stupid or fake. Liu Xiyue shouted: "Today's situation is a bit special, there are department heads, and well-known calligraphers in China come to observe, if Teacher Qiu asks you something and you can't answer it, won't it be a shame for the class? I think you should hurry back to the dormitory and play games." ”

"I'm not afraid of any Jianmin, the head of the department, so who is the calligrapher?"

Liu Xiyue gave him a fierce look and said, "Mao Zhufeng Zhu Lao! I don't think you know you." Zhu Lao is the president of the Chazhou Calligraphy Association, the director of the Jianghai Provincial Calligraphy Association, the self-named old man of Hehuaba, and the cultural celebrity of our city. His long scroll "Farewell" was selected by Elder Chen of the National Veterans Bureau and presented to Commander Park as a national gift during his visit to South Korea. Isn't that powerful?"

Song Baojun scratched his head: "Why did Zhu Lao come to our school to listen to the class, will it be too embarrassing?"

Liu Xiyue said: "Our school is also one of the top 10 brand-name key universities in the country, okay, people come to listen to the lectures, and show their concern and love for young students, what's wrong? Don't give the whole moth, otherwise it will be difficult to clean up." ”

"When did I get rid of the moth? How can you smear people's innocence out of thin air?" Song Baojun took a step back, with a sad and angry expression on his face, as if he was extremely distressed by the misunderstanding of Class Leader Liu.

Liu Xiyue glared and said, "You still said! In the last week's class, I wrote a stinky word, which made it difficult for Teacher Qiu to get off the stage." ”

"Am I not in a hurry to behave in front of you?"

Liu Xiyue turned to smile and said, "You still know how to behave in front of me, but this performance is too bad." ”

"For the sake of the Boliu sister's smile, what is it for my brother to be ugly?"

"Call my sister!"

The two walked to the corridor, the window on the opposite side was not closed, a cold wind hit, Liu Xiyue couldn't help but look at Song Baojun with expectant eyes, and changed a gentle tone: "It seems to be a little cold." "I thought it was best for you kid to get acquainted, so I took the initiative to take off my coat and put it on for my mother.

Song Baojun hurriedly pulled up the collar of his old coat, shrunk his neck, and said, "Fortunately, I wear a lot of clothes, unlike your women's pursuit of beauty, and I don't even want temperature." People, you should be kind to yourself. ”

"You, you!" Liu Xiyue was smashed to pieces with tenderness, and said angrily: "you!"

Song Baojun shrugged his shoulders and looked innocent, completely unaware of what was happening: "What's wrong with me?"

Before classes started, there were a lot of people in the classroom. Not only the students of the Chinese Department, but also calligraphy lovers from other faculties, and some of them came from hearing about today's open class and specially admired the calligraphy master Mao Zhufeng. In addition, more than a dozen foreign students, with various skin tones of black, white, brown and yellow, were mixed in the northwest corner of the classroom.

There were about seventy or eighty students.

A courteous boy smiled and gave Liu Xiyue a seat. Song Baojun also leaned over with a shy face, but he didn't expect Liu Xiyue to say coldly: "Go away! ”

There were a few ridicules similar to "the toad wants to eat swan meat" next to him, and Song Baojun was helpless and went to the back to find a seat.

Senior sister Ye Jingchun got up in the last row of the classroom and beckoned to him: "Song Baojun, come here, I have a seat for you." ”

Liu Xiyue looked back, and when she was angry, she said loudly: "Song Baojun, you are not allowed to sit at the back!"

Song Baojun thought that the crazy woman didn't need to pay attention to it, so he just pretended not to hear it, and walked quickly towards Ye Jingchun.

Liu Xiyue's voice came from afar: "Song Baojun, you remember the old lady." ”

There was a row of empty tables in the back row near the back door, with notes pasted on them, which were reserved for Mao Zhufeng and the school leaders, and no one dared to grab them. (To be continued.) )