"Since I don't know who sent it, let's give it back to the administrator. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

At this time, Wang Ming's mind was no longer on this. When she was separated from Sister Mingxue in the morning, she said that she wanted to surprise herself, but now that it's noon, I don't know what the surprise is.

Looked at the whole house and not much has changed.

"That's a gift, huh?"

Sitting at the table, looking at the dishes on the table, my heart darkened. If Sister Mingxue cooks, she must know what she likes to eat, but there are few things on the table that she likes now, so she is a little disappointed. But before disappointment took over my mind, I thought, teacher, how can I be the same as my own student? After all, everyone loves beautiful teachers.

There is a pair of people who eat the delicious meal in front of them, and their eyes glance out of the window from time to time to the door. I just asked Bi Qi, Sister Ming Xue has a class in the second period, plus the new teacher joins, there must be a lot of things to do, and it is normal not to come back to eat at noon.

When I first went to school, there were a lot of people who liked beautiful teachers, but most of them were introverted, and even if there were people who dared to express themselves, the ugly ones would be excluded first, because most of their self-confidence was not high, and they might wilt after being hit once. As for those who are handsome and rich, they will be divided into periods, don't think about it below high school, just forget it, after all, the gap is too big. It's different when you get to college, the age gap is very small, and it's the time when youth is budding and full of fantasies about the opposite sex. After all, most people are slaves to money. High school, just sandwiched in the middle, can't go up or down.

When he was in high school, Wang Ming liked to teach his homeroom teacher at that time, because it was the first year of teaching after graduating from college, so the teacher's age was only seven years older than Wang Ming. Although Wang Ming is not the most handsome or rich, he is the one with the best grades in the class. Because of the grades, Wang Ming and the beautiful class are extremely close "teacher-student relationships". You must know that for a new teacher, you must set up two examples in the class, one is a model of a good child, so that the classmates work hard towards him, and the other is a model of a bad child, who teaches him to study the surface, but in fact establishes his own image of a strict teacher, so that students are afraid of themselves and easy to discipline. Of course, this is the way to find parents at a time when the ultimate killer is not yet common.

It's far away, all in all, what Wang Ming wants to express is that he once wrote an anonymous love letter to the head teacher, and this love letter was impersonated by another physical education teacher, and then the two got married and had children. And Wang Ming could only watch the head teacher in the classroom give a lecture to everyone with a big belly, leaving tears of remorse.

Thinking of this, Wang Ming couldn't sit still, and a feeling of imminent loss of something important came to his heart.

"I'm not eating!"

Grabbed the invitation on the shoe cabinet in the porter's room, stuffed it into his jacket pocket nonchalantly, and walked straight out of here.

glanced at Wang Ming, who was leaving, Bishi's eyes returned to the dining table, "There are so many things, it's a waste not to eat, but ......" seemed to think of something happy, and even there was a smile in his eyes, and the thick smile on the corner of his mouth was like an angel.

Becky wiped her mouth gracefully. When the master is not there, Bikie's actions don't look like a subordinate at all, but like a famous lady who knows etiquette and observance, and the sister who is like the girl next door is completely different, if it weren't for the fact that the two look the same, they are believed to be enemies.

"Don't go too far, don't forget the 300,000."

"I'm measured."

"I hope so."

When you come out of the dormitory, turn left and you will see 77 apartments. Yesterday, on the night of living in the campus villa next to it, Wang Ming didn't feel the anger of this apartment at all. The lights at night make the whole dormitory look like a ghost town. Now, even during the day, it looks a little gloomy, and bursts of cold air penetrate through the door in front of him, piercing through his thin clothes and blowing straight through his chest.

couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly comforted himself, "Don't think about it, it's just a passing wind!" ”

The thin shirt was tightened, so that the folds appeared on the shirt, like the ploughed earth, leaving mottled marks, and because of this action, the invitation in the jacket pocket fell off.

Just as Wang Ming squatted down and reached out to pick up the invitation on the ground, a pair of delicate palms like white jade suddenly appeared and snatched Wang Ming's invitation.

"You're the newcomer?"

A delicate, girl-like voice sounded in his ears, startling Wang Ming, you know, Building 77 is a boy's dormitory.

Looking up, a woman with short hair was standing in front of her, tossing the invitation she had just picked up, with a smile on her face.

It's late autumn now, but the weather is very suitable, but the woman in front of her is wearing a dark gray turtleneck sweater, covering her neck and entire arms, and there is a thin shoulder on the outside of the sweater, which makes people have to wonder if she doesn't have a sense of heat.

"Hello, I am indeed a freshman, so may I ask, what is your name?"

"Me? It's good if you call me Autumn. I'm your senior sister. ”

After listening to Senior Sister Qiu's words, Wang Ming replied suspiciously: "I know that you are a senior sister, so you don't need to emphasize it." ”

"Well, the junior brother is really good."

Qiu said this, and Wang Ming on the other side didn't think much about it, just smirked.

"Junior brother, where are you going with this thing?"

"I'm going to return this invitation to the housekeeper, I don't want to participate in this kind of game, and I can't find the sender, so I can only put it in the housekeeper first."

Qiu hurriedly stopped, pressed Wang Ming's shoulder with his right hand, and said, "Don't be kidding, this black letter can't be returned." And when your hand touches this black letter, the black letter is bound to your identity, that is, even if you don't have this black letter, it is still on the invitation list, unless you haven't opened it, if you do, then you go back and prepare. ”

"Huh? I did open it! Wang Ming responded, feeling a little at a loss for Senior Sister Qiu's words, after all, there are no things like blood drawing, cornea registration, fingerprint locking, etc., why is it inexplicably bound?

Looking at Wang Ming's confused appearance, Qiu couldn't help laughing, and explained softly: "This black letter is an extremely sophisticated information emission source, and it integrates retinal collection technology, fingerprint collection technology, voice collection technology and other identity identification technologies, and will automatically collect the set information, after the ratio, select the user, and then send the collected user information to a fixed receiver, so at this time, your black letter can be thrown away as a waste product, but it is also okay to be a collection as a souvenir." ”