He was a model student at school, but when he returned to a small rental house, he became a magazine writer. Relying on the manuscript fee to solve the living expenses, Han Tingting has a new desire - to change to a rental house with better community management. Knowing that there will be a fetish metamorphosis here in the future, he is not willing to wait for the pervert to hit his head every day.

Han Tingting's wish is clear, but it is very difficult to achieve. At present, she has two magazines in her hand to submit an article in January, and the same type of journal does not dare to submit too many articles due to her obvious personal style, and only occasionally does it. Moreover, she is not a genius author, and she has to do a lot of preliminary preparation to write a manuscript, and her output is not high. This income is almost fixed, and there will be no room for growth in the short term, and Han Tingting finds that she has to find other ways to make money.

Going to and from class with something on his mind, the efficiency of listening to classes plummeted. Han Tingting's class notes are often missing half of them, and she has to ask for help at this time. Once or twice is fine, but once and again she doesn't know how to speak. has lived for more than 100 years, and has not become a "human spirit" at all, and he is still dignified in dealing with interpersonal relationships. In this regard, Han Tingting was quite embarrassed.

Worried about how to make money, and because of this, she was lazy in writing, Han Tingting fell into the cliché and achieved a lose-lose achievement. On the day of the deadline, I had to sit in the back row of the classroom with my computer in my arms, and my fingers jumped nimbly on the keyboard, which was considered to have successfully inspired the blockage some time ago through the deadline. Many students use computers to record the content of the class, and Han Tingting's typing in class is not abrupt. This is Professor Jiang's class, except for the first class, she deliberately took the lead, and she didn't do anything noticeable, she was not afraid that someone would notice that she was using the computer to do something different.

That's what she thinks, and there are some minor deviations in reality. The last row is Shang Zhe's permanent position, and from the moment she sat down, Shang Zhe has been looking at her with his spare eyes. Shang Zhe secretly observed for ten minutes before the person concerned noticed, he coldly leaned his head in front of Han Tingting's computer, lowered his voice and said happily, "What is Hong Xuemei writing?" Once you pay attention, it is easy to confirm that she is not following the rhythm of the teacher's lecture.

Han Tingting, who was concentrating on typing, was so frightened that she almost threw the computer off the table, and reacted that someone was peeping at the screen, and the next reaction was to close the laptop. Although the article is published to tens of thousands of readers, writing itself is an extremely private act. was found by Bao Luo to have a little embarrassment, and he was even more resistant in the face of Shang Zhe Han Tingting.

This movement has attracted some attention, and this scene is a little intriguing with the "scandal" that has been circulating for a while. It's annoying to be matched by irrelevant people, and the object of Lalang is something that you don't like, which is a higher level of annoyance. Han Tingting held her laptop, aimed at an empty seat in the front row and sat over as if she was running for her life, not paying attention to who was around her at all. The girl next to her snorted coldly, and Han Tingting realized that it was a girl who liked Liu Zheng, called Nan Zhuyan. After that treat, Han Tingting met Liu Zheng again, and eight times out of ten times, Liu Zheng was accompanied by Nan Zhuyan. If it weren't for the indifference in his eyes, Han Tingting, a crowd who didn't know the truth, would definitely regard her as Liu Zheng's genuine girlfriend. But it's a pity that Nanzhuyan is not suitable for Liu Zheng, and even if a temporary relationship is established, I am afraid it will not be equal.

Han Tingting glanced in the direction of Nan Zhuyan, who was wearing a beige tweed jacket and delicate makeup on her face as always, if she didn't bring a provocative expression, she would look like a very cute girl. Han Tingting didn't understand where Nanzhuyan's hostility came from, and she had at most acted as a background figure in Nanzhuyan's life. And now too. They hadn't even spoken a word before. Or is it that Nan Zhuyan doesn't like her, it's just a discord in aura?

Thinking about this, Han Tingting smiled slightly at Nan Zhuyan, she only recognized that the person next to her was an acquaintance, and she didn't move her gaze to the side for a minute. One more point, and you can find that Liu is sitting next to Nan Zhuyan.

Throw plenty of dirt and some will be sure to stick. Before you really know a person, it's too easy to be persuaded by rumors. The relationship between Han Tingting and Shang Zhe is currently like this in the eyes of others: Han Tingting took the initiative to show favor to Shang Zhe at the opening banquet, and gave up halfway a few weeks later. As for the reason, there is nowhere to verify, but in the rumored version, Han Tingting is relatively unkind. This time she had a cold face on Shang Zhe, and was later interpreted by some people who were not afraid of being busy to see that she looked down on Shang Zhecai and changed her attitude eighteen times. Ignoring these gossips, the interest of the onlookers will naturally slowly dissipate, but it has planted a bad first impression in the hearts of those who are not familiar with Han Tingting, which cannot be eliminated. The collective unconscious malicious infliction will eventually bring her a reputational injury that cannot find a creditor. Before suffering this kind of injury herself, Han Tingting never realized the severity of the situation for a second.

Han Tingting, who was safe and sound for the time being, was unaware of the crisis that would come in the future, and Liu Zheng couldn't help but look at her a few times in class, and she was still rushing to the manuscript non-stop. Nan Zhuyan didn't like her, and she couldn't wait to hide away from her when she turned sideways, Han Tingting could write articles with confidence now, and she was very happy with Nan Zhuyan's small actions...... Sending an email to the editor before the bell rang for the end of class, Han Tingting rubbed her hands together and smiled joyfully at the fluorescent computer screen. I've completely forgotten that I'm in class.

"Hong Xue, I'm so happy, what did you think of in response to the question I just asked?"

The teacher has a natural geographical advantage and is condescending, and Han Tingting's distraction should not be too obvious. Professor Jiang swept around the classroom and saw that it was her at a glance.

It is said that Han Tingting has adapted to her current identity, and she should not have no reaction to the name "Hong Xue", regretting that she was immersed in the satisfaction of completing the manuscript and her hearing was temporarily offline. Nan Zhuyan put a note on her keyboard with a dark face, Han Tingting opened it sloppily, still wondering, why did this girl take the initiative to communicate with her on a whim?

The content of the note is related to this course, and it lists three points in a concise manner, and the handwriting is crisp, but it does not look like a girl's font. Han Tingting vaguely guessed the identity of the author, and did not rush to verify the identity of the other party. The strange gaze above her head made her choose to look up. Professor Jiang's eyes were like torches on the edge of the podium far away, and his anger value was about to accumulate to the point of being on the verge of eruption. Han Tingting stood up suddenly, lowered her head and read out the content on the note word for word.

It's a lot like being questioned by a teacher in high school, except that back then there were allies, and now most people don't care about each other.

This assistance from the other party is like children helping each other. Lovely, yet warm.

Han Tingting didn't know why she felt this way. Perhaps because, in addition to Bao Luo and Eun Ze, she drew a dividing line between herself and this group of students.

I'm a person who's lived for several lifetimes, and I'm different from this group of kids.

One thing that needs to be reminded is that she forgot: age naturally increases, but growth takes experience. In other words, she is not necessarily more mature than the "children" here.