Yan Huan'er's day passed in her hustle and bustle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Every day she runs between every classroom on campus, running with high morale.

In the past few nights, she has arranged the schedule of her elective courses again, and then lamented that there is really not enough time. Still, she focused on computer science in her elective curriculum.

In the 21st century, can a college student be considered a college student if he is not proficient in computers?

Therefore, our Yan Huan'er has set a new goal for herself, that is, to buy herself a second-hand computer.

And with the money for this computer, she is ready to work more part-time and part-time, but the time for classes during the day is occupied, and she only has weekend time and evening time.

Weng Meiling knew Yan Huan'er's plan, and the two of them were also working hard for money.

She didn't have to go through all the classes she could in school like Yan Huan'er, she just wanted to finish her professional classes, so she had a lot more time than Yan Huan'er.

When Yan Huan'er chatted with her at night, she said a sentence: "Then it's up to you to find a job in the future, you know my time, just notify me when the time comes, please." ”

Weng Meiling smiled and sent a toothless expression.

Yan Huan'er put down her mobile phone, thinking that she hadn't thought about the thinking questions in math class yet, so she was going to read the math book again.

I got down from the shop, took a draft book, and went to occupy the small desk. The roommates are not there, as if they are busier than Yanhuan'er.

turned on the lamp, and Yan Huan'er remembered that Song Wei was here.

This lamp was left by Song Caiwei. She was gone, but the lamp was not taken. Sometimes when everyone uses this table, they will laugh and say that the best thing Song Caiwei did was to leave this lamp.

made it so that every time Yan Huan'er turned on the light, she would silently say "Thank you, I'm sorry" in her heart.

At this time, she had just turned on the little light, and suddenly remembered Xiao Wu's anger that day.

After she returned to the dormitory that night, she didn't see Xiao Wu, and it was only very late that Xiao Wu came back.

At that time, I just asked her, "Why did you come back so late?"

Xiao Wu responded: "I went out to talk about a project." ”

Next, everyone was very interested in Xiao Wu's project, and as soon as the topic was opened, Yan Huan'er forgot to ask her why she was angry.

It turned out that Xiao Wu was born in a family, and the person in charge of the gymnasium wanted her to teach in the gym after graduation. Of course, it was best for her grandfather to be a nominal martial arts instructor.

Xiao Wu didn't want to make a career plan in this martial arts, but when he looked at the employment situation outside, he was a little depressed.

In addition, she is also in the ideological struggle between the graduate school entrance examination and the graduate school entrance examination, so when someone comes to her, she pays attention to the things in front of her first.

That night, everyone had a lot of discussion, as if they were all experienced old men, one sentence in the east and one sentence in the west, and the head of Xiao Wu was directly fainted.

Finally she yelled, "Stop, stop, I'd better go home and ask my grandfather." ”

At the end, everyone laughed and ended the conversation. Yan Huan'er didn't have time to ask her about her anger.

It was quiet in the dormitory today, and Yan Huan'er remembered Xiao Wu's angry appearance that day. I thought I'd wait for her to come back and ask what happened that day.

When I opened the book and flipped to the content of that day's class, I suddenly dropped a folded note from the book.

Because Yan Huan'er usually likes to use the other side of the waste paper to make bookmarks or write something in the book, so, when she saw this paper, she thought it was a note or bookmark that she wrote casually in class, so she didn't care.

I bent down and picked it up and put it aside.

I did two exercises, and the pointer was past nine o'clock, and the people in the dormitory hadn't come back yet.

What a bunch of night owls.

Yan Huan'er stretched and was about to close the book, but saw the words coming out of the folded paper. It doesn't seem to be my own handwriting.

As soon as Yan Huan'er was excited, she opened the note, and her little heart suddenly began to beat wildly.

It turned out that this was a small note written to her by Ma Jianjian.

It reads: "Yan Huan'er, can we find a time to talk? I have a lot to tell you." We don't have to be so far away from each other, can we?"

Yan Huan'er saw it and couldn't help but pout.

This note was three or four days ago, and I haven't opened the book since I came back.

No wonder Ma Jianshe frowned when he saw her sitting in the front row during class the next day, it turned out that he didn't respond to him, and he was a little angry.

Yan Huan'er looked at this note, pinched her chin and began to think, what should I do?

Tell him he only saw the note today, and say sorry to him?

Or just tell him not to talk about it anymore, I think this is good, don't make some more troubles. Each other lives their own lives, everyone is a good classmate, that's all?

Yan Huan'er thought about it again, and felt that without Ma Jianshe by her side, she was very attentive to what she did, and she liked such a lonely day.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a long time, Yan Huan'er decided to let herself forget the small note she saw today, and she clipped it back into the book.

There are some things that are the best response if you don't respond.

In Yan Huan'er's life, there is no longer a need for horse construction. What she needs is a life of her own.

After turning off the lamp, Yan Huan'er cleaned up the desk, climbed into the bed, and quietly began to read English books.

The increase in words, words, and vocabulary is the foundation of speaking English well.

When Yan Huan'er looked at the book, she casually listed her schedule again, adding a new item, memorizing English words before going to bed every night. It's a drizzle for her.

In the quiet dormitory, you can hear the ticking of the clock moving forward.

Yan Huan'er's memory speed is not as fast as flying, but fast as racing against time.

The more I memorized these English words, the more proficient I became, and I found the trick, Yan Huan'er was happy, and decided to memorize the entire English-Chinese dictionary.

I memorized ten sheets a day, and I basically memorized them in a month. It's amazing to think that this English is not good but also good.

What does it matter if you don't understand grammar at that time? Put the words together and don't worry that others won't understand them.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan'er couldn't help laughing in the dormitory for a long time.

The unmanned dormitory is so quiet, and the quietness has made Yan Huan'er's alphabet memory take a big step forward.

Yan Huan'er is like this, competing with herself and completing today's task.

Just as he was about to clean up and go to bed, the night owls in the dormitory came back one after another.

The first person to enter the door is a drunken youkai. If Mo Yuchou hadn't helped her, she would have to lie on the ground again. The sound of the door opening was not ordinary.

When Yan Huan'er saw it, she hurriedly got off the bed, and was helping Mo Yuchou wring a towel for the demon and pouring water for her to drink, Xiao Wu and Lin Feng also entered the door one after the other.

I was startled when I saw that the demon in the dormitory was drunk and talking nonsense, and the other two were holding water cups and towels.

Lin Feng asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Is the demon happy or sad?"

Mo Yuchou shook his hand and motioned for her not to ask again.