On the way from the dormitory to the teaching building, Mao Xiaohua followed Yan Feiyang on a chatter, sticky and strong like a plaster, and he couldn't tear it off.

"Brother Yan, I'll help you get the book!"

Since that day in the bedroom, after Yan Feiyang "showed his hand", Mao Xiaohua regarded the other party as his idol, and he didn't even dare to call his full name, so he changed it to "Brother Yan", and called him kindly, as if he had become Yan Feiyang's little brother.

Cheng Ce, who was walking on the other side of Yan Feiyang, also frowned slightly, and glanced at Mao Xiaohua when he held his glasses.

Yan Feiyang brushed away Mao Xiaohua's hand without a trace, smiled and shook his head.

Mao Xiaohua withdrew his hand in disdain, but he was not discouraged at all, and still ran forward and backward beside Yan Feiyang.

"Brother Yan, can I sit next to you in the classroom in a while?" Mao Xiaohua's tone carried a hint of pleading.

Yan Feiyang didn't care much about this, but Mao Xiaohua was a little noisy.

"Yes, but remember to be quiet during class."

Yan Feiyang's tone was quite a bit of a three-chapter meaning.

Mao Xiaohua immediately remembered the "two requirements" that Yan Feiyang and Li Ming said that day, and immediately stood up straight, closed his mouth tightly, and nodded like pounding garlic.

As long as Yan Feiyang said it, it was a holy decree for Mao Xiaohua, and it must not be disobeyed, otherwise there would definitely be no good fruit to eat.

Mao Xiaohua still has a lot to say, and he hasn't been in class yet, according to Yan Feiyang's meaning, can he actually speak?

After thinking about it, Mao Xiaohua fell into a tangle.

Yan Feiyang saw that the person next to him was finally quiet, and he was relieved in his heart. There has never been a person like Mao Xiaohua around him, and he is still in the adaptation stage.

Seeing that he walked into the teaching building, Mao Xiaohua felt that he had fewer and fewer opportunities to speak, so he was bold and said cautiously: "Brother Yan." Let's eat together at noon, I heard that the food in the second canteen is very good. ”

After Mao Xiaohua finished speaking, he looked at Yan Feiyang's reaction expectantly.

"Hmm." Yan Feiyang nodded in agreement.

He doesn't have many requirements for food, as long as the taste is heavier and the oil and water are bigger. Anyway, the food cooked in the cafeteria is definitely not as delicious as Uncle Li's.

But since I'm going to school outside, there's nothing I can't do.

Thinking of Uncle Li, Yan Feiyang naturally thought of Li Wugui again.

That kid is proud of the spring breeze now. They went out to dinner together on the first night of their first night in the capital. During the meal, Yan Feiyang and Xiao Xiao didn't say a few words, they were all listening to Li Wugui's show.

Li Wu returned to the University of Foreign Chinese - "all beautiful women".

These are Li Wugui's original words, he has only been in the capital for a few hours, and he quickly learned such a local dialect.

Li Wugui is still having an aftertaste, he casually walks around the campus, and there are so many beautiful women that he can't see it.

When Li Wugui didn't know how many times he sighed that he had chosen the right school, Xiao Xiao finally couldn't help it and snorted coldly at Li Wugui with disdain. Seriously angry.

Li Wugui came back to his senses at this time, as soon as he got carried away and said the wrong thing, he couldn't say this kind of thing in front of Xiao Xiao, not to mention that Xiao Xiao and Yan Feiyang were both present.

Li Wugui, who regretted a lot, basically didn't do anything later, and has been comforting Miss Xiao Xiao.

Yan Feiyang looked at Li Wugui and Xiao Xiao helplessly on the side, and was in a very good mood.

"Huh? Why are there so many people over there? ”

Mao Xiaohua's words interrupted Yan Feiyang's thoughts.

Yan Feiyang followed Mao Xiaohua's line of sight, and there were more than a dozen tall men in black suits standing at the door of a certain classroom, all with solemn expressions.

From the doorway all the way to the stairs. The momentum of the black pressure is amazing.

The students had to bypass them when they went up the stairs, and the only access was blocked by them. And although the students were curious, they all subconsciously distanced themselves from each other.

Looks like a group of bodyguards.

Cheng Ce's lenses flashed. casually said, "It seems to be our classroom." ”

Mao Xiaohua was taken aback, rubbed his eyes carefully, looked at it several times, nodded resignedly, and said, "Cheng Ce is right, it is indeed a classroom for pharmacology classes. ”

Yan Feiyang's eyes swept lightly over those people.

You can tell at a glance that they are all professional. Well-trained, standing upright, without squinting.

But no matter how many people they have, Yan Feiyang doesn't care about it. As long as he doesn't delay his class, Yan Feiyang has no interest in what these people are doing.

The classroom door was wide open. But these people had no intention of going in, and they all stood outside in unison.

When passing by those people, Yan Feiyang walked straight into the classroom, he was still looking forward to the first class of the university, as for the rest, he was not interested.

Mao Xiaohua was so curious that he couldn't do it, he sneaked a glance at those people, looked at each other with the other party's cold and hard gaze, and quickly withdrew his gaze, followed Yan Feiyang closely, and ran into the classroom in small steps.

Cheng Ce pushed his glasses and calmly passed by the person outside the door.

Yan Feiyang walked to the first row and sat down naturally, although Mao Xiaohua didn't want to sit in the first row, he could only grit his teeth and endure it in order to follow Yan Feiyang.

Cheng Ce also consciously sat on the other side of Yan Feiyang, and after sitting down, he took out his textbook and looked at it himself.

After Mao Xiaohua sat down, he was just about to speak, thinking of Yan Feiyang's words, he deliberately looked down at his watch, and before it was class time, he approached Yan Feiyang with confidence.

"Brother Yan, what do you say they are doing standing at the door?"

Yan Feiyang didn't think much about it, and said, "Maybe it's someone else." ”

"Wait for someone?" Mao Xiaohua was even more puzzled, and muttered in a low voice: "Who are you looking for such a big show?" ”

Mao Xiaohua's heart was like playing a drum, and he unconsciously sat a little closer to Yan Feiyang, which was completely subconscious.

In Mao Xiaohua's opinion, Yan Feiyang is not an ordinary person, even if something happens, he will definitely be able to get out of the way.

After a while, the classroom was already full, and it was estimated that there were almost everyone.

It was the first time for Mao Xiaohua to sit so far forward. According to his temperament, he usually chooses the first and second rows from the bottom, because it gives him a sense of security and can see the whole classroom.

On top of that, the odds of sitting in the last row and being asked questions by the teacher are slim.

Of course, if the teacher asks questions according to the roll call, that's a different story.

Mao Xiaohua lay on the table and turned his body slightly, glancing at the rows of students behind him.

Leng Buding let him see Li Ming's voice, this guy was sitting in the corner of the last row, as if he had a flea on his body, he was not stable for a moment, and his eyes were glancing around.

Coincidentally, the unlucky Mao Xiaohua and Li Ming glanced at each other.

Mao Xiaohua's whole body was like electricity, his scalp was numb, he closed his eyes, turned around, and did it in one go.

Mao Xiaohua, who was lying on the table, was afraid for a while, and he broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, regretting that he had just looked around.

At this time, there was a sound of talking outside the door, and Mao Xiaohua's attention was sucked away.

Mao Xiaohua listened with his ears pricked up for a long time, and vaguely heard words such as "no", "spirit" and "hypnosis".

The frowns became tighter and tighter, and Mao Xiaohua felt like he was listening to a book from heaven.

Yan Feiyang's hearing is naturally several times stronger than that of ordinary people like Mao Xiaohua, and he doesn't need to use internal force to listen to the conversations of outsiders.

A slightly older voice was talking about something serious.

After listening to it for a while, Yan Feiyang probably had a judgment in his heart, it should be someone who was sick and found the old man, and the old man knew the other party's condition quite well, but it seemed that he was helpless.

The people outside had no intention of leaving, and it seemed that the old man had to go with them.

Then the old man did not speak again, and then an old man of about seventy years old walked into the classroom.

The old man had gray hair, some hunchback, his facial muscles had loosened, and there were vague age spots. Wearing a cotton vest and a unique feature of an old man of his age, he likes to lift his trouser belt very high.

Every move is like an old pedant who has devoted himself to teaching all year round. Doing things or doing knowledge is a bit one-sided, even pedantic.

Yan Feiyang's eyes were focused on the old man's body, if nothing else, the group of black-clothed people outside the door should be looking for him.

Mao Xiaohua couldn't help but speak again at this time, and his tone was full of amazement.

"It turned out that it was Professor Wang who gave us a pharmacology class! Brother Yan, this Professor Wang is an encephalopathy expert in the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he only sits in the hospital for one morning a week, and he only sees more than a dozen patient numbers, and the registered people start queuing up a week in advance. ”

Mao Xiaohua is a "jack of all trades" in this regard, as long as it is about the professor, he knows it very well.

Before the school started, he got the latest and most complete information from the graduating seniors, not only the professors, but also some unknown secrets of the school.

But Mao Xiaohua is not ready to talk about these things for the time being, and there will be more opportunities in the future.

Yan Feiyang didn't react much when he heard Mao Xiaohua's words, and nodded lightly and withdrew his gaze.

Mao Xiaohua saw that Yan Feiyang looked lacking in interest, and he didn't want to be bored, so he pouted and returned to his original position.

At this time, the class bell rang suddenly.

Mao Xiaohua subconsciously pursed his lips, and from now on he couldn't say a word.

Just thinking about it, Mao Xiaohua felt difficult. And he and Cheng Ce didn't sit together, otherwise they could still talk to him.

But the group of people in black outside had no intention of leaving, and Yan Feiyang would see the corners of their clothes when he looked up at the blackboard.

Yan Feiyang had a vague hunch that today's class would not be peaceful.

Sure enough, the next moment, Professor Wang walked to the podium, glanced at the class, and said slowly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry, I have something to do in this class, come back in a while, you can read the book by yourself first." ”

In the huge classroom, there was a sound of complaining.

encountered this situation in the first class of school, and of course everyone looked like the second monk was confused.

Many people have heard that going to university will be easy, but no one has ever said that self-study is done in the first class, right? (To be continued.) )