Chen Fuyun immediately closed the door and quickly entered the house to change into clean clothes.

When he opened the door again and appeared in front of Tsing Yi, Chen Fuyun's waist was straight, his legs and feet were together, and his face was slightly painful, but he was afraid that the little friend under him had suffered a little sin when he was wearing pants just now.

At this time, isn't there a popular punishment called Dan Jiji to be played to death?

Of course, Chen Fuyun just pulled it out and tried it out.

Under the same roof of beautiful women, it is necessary to look a little, but this kind of thing, you still have to take care of yourself, non-masochistic people, don't try it easily.

Not to mention, when Chen Fuyun, who had changed into a suit, walked out of the door, Tsing Yi looked at him with a slight trace of appreciation.

Chen Fuyun doesn't have much ability as a calf, but his ability to capture admiration or appreciate gaze from the eyes of others, especially good-looking girls, is still quite high.

While Tsing Yi was looking at him, Chen Fuyun was also looking at her carefully.

The girl in Tsing Yi is not the most handsome girl Chen Fuyun has ever seen, but she is the most gentle, the smallest jasper, and the girl with the most dusty temperament.

Chen Fuyun thought that he was as pure and down-to-earth as a little lotus like his little daughter-in-law Biyun, which was a model of small jasper, but he didn't expect that the little jasper in front of him had a dusty temperament, which was a little contradictory and very unified.

In fact, this is not the reason why the girl in front of him attracts his attention, there is another very unknown reason, that is, every time he sees Tsing Yi, Chen Fuyun involuntarily has a feeling of déjà vu in his heart.

This feeling, from the time I first saw her, to the present, not only has not faded, but has become more and more intense.

As if sensing that Chen Fuyun's eyes were a little burning, Tsing Yi lowered his head, his face was pretty, and then handed him the delicate porcelain bowl in his hand.

"Need a side dish? I'll go down and get some for the elders. ”

Before Chen Fuyun could say thank you with a smile, Tsing Yi had already retracted his hand, lowered his head, twisted Xiao Man's waist, and walked quickly all the way to turn around and go downstairs.

Tsing Yi has never been a girl who blushes easily, but the Chen Fuyun she saw today really made her blush, the scene just now, as long as she thought about it a little, it made her blush, and she couldn't face Chen Fuyun directly.

However, the elder looks a little scholarly, but the figure is really good, especially there, it seems to be very ......

Tsing Yi, what are you thinking? How can you think that? Tsing Yi called out in his heart.

"Sister Tsing Yi, you are still amazing, Brother Xingchen has been reluctant to get up, as soon as you go up, he will open the door for you with a smile." Zhang Xiaoyu pulled the porridge grains in the small bowl, his big eyes flashed, and he said a little sourly.

"Sister Tsing Yi, what are you thinking? Did you hear me just talking? Shaoqing, Zhang Xiaoyu, who had never heard Tsing Yi's reply, moved his eyes, looked at Tsing Yi with a worried face a little strangely, and asked out loud.

At this time, Tsing Yi came back to his senses, smiled at Xiaoyu, and said, "It's okay, I was thinking about the ant flood I encountered in leveling yesterday, and I was a little touched." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu's cute big eyes were filled with thoughtful looks, and he said with a smile: "I also heard that the ant tide last night caused many unbeatable guys to lose their lives." By the way, Sister Tsing Yi, Brother Xingchen at that time, how could he not escape, his flying feather boots, aren't they something that should be able to help him escape at a critical moment? ”

Tsing Yi said: "The elder was ...... in order to save me Swallowed by a very powerful boss. Okay, Xiaoyu, I won't tell you, I'll go and bring some side dishes to the elder. ”

After speaking, Tsing Yi took two plates of side dishes and walked upstairs with graceful steps.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at her and turned to leave, muttering in his mouth: "Brother Xingchen turned out to be a blood ang like this?" My brother is really a loving person. It's just that every time he looks at Sister Tsing Yi's eyes, it seems that something is wrong, no, if Brother Xingchen likes Sister Tsing Yi, what will Sister Xiao Yu do? ”

Upstairs eating side dishes to eliminate the bowl of chicken lotus seed soup in his hand, which was obviously taken special care of by Tsing Yi, Chen Fuyun secretly exclaimed in his heart.

At this time, it should be very luxurious to eat such delicious and fragrant lotus seed soup.

The chicken is delicious and delicious, but it is not easy to make it in the kitchen.

And to perfectly combine the two ingredients of this meat and orangutan to make a soup with full color and flavor, it is another difficult problem for the examination of cooking skills.

In Chen Fuyun's impression, in addition to his mother and Biyun, who can make such a lotus seed soup that makes him feel fragrant, the girl in front of him, Tsing Yi, seems to be slightly better than the first two in terms of taste, but compared with the first two, Tsing Yi is unique, Chen Fuyun is unwilling to taste it, of course, he is not in the product, but in gobbling it up.

Fortunately, the weight of the chicken and lotus seed soup in this field is full, otherwise with Chen Fuyun's posture, he really can't withstand a few bites.

A foodie like him is really lucky to be able to live under the same roof with Tsing Yi.

After eating a lotus seed soup to his heart's content, Chen Fuyun only felt refreshed, and the 48,000 pores of his body were very open, and the little fatigue left over from staying up all night playing games last night also dissipated.

Sure enough, it's a good thing to calm the nerves and nourish the body.

"Brother Xingchen, I'm almost late, you hurry downstairs to clean up and go to class with me, today's class is the most severe class taught by Professor Mao Jianmao, if you are late, you will be trained."

As soon as Chen Fuyun wanted to light a cigarette, Dama Jindao sat at the small table and tasted the aftertaste, and Xiaoyu's voice had already come.

Hearing the name Mao Fa Jian, Chen Fuyun's body trembled, and he subconsciously remembered the old professor's very old-fashioned face, that guy, as long as he saw it once, people would not dare to forget it.

But don't say it, Professor Mao's class, few of the children in the School of Arts of Suzhou University dare to skip class, and even few dare to be late, Professor Mao's methods, as long as you have seen it once, it is guaranteed that you dare not see it a second time.

Chen Fuyun was late last time, and happened to run into Professor Mao's class, obviously seeing it once, so he was a little afraid, hurriedly went downstairs to wash up, and then accompanied Zhang Xiaoyu all the way to the school.

Jingle Bell ...... Jingle Bell ......

Chen Fuyun and Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly trotted all the way to the classroom, and finally rushed to the classroom with the bell, and were about to slip in through the back door when Professor Mao's voice came very inappropriately.

"Those two students who stepped in on the spot, please come to the front of the classroom."

Professor Mao's voice is a typical baritone, deep and powerful, which is somewhat different from his gray hair and age-beaten face.

Chen Fuyun's tiger body trembled slightly, and he glanced at Xiaoyu in a sneering manner, secretly saying that it was not good.

This legendary university professor who has experienced the first era, squatted in the cowshed, been criticized, and even abused and beaten by his own protégé, has now entered the teaching hall again, and the requirements for students are called strict.

You can not read, but you can't be a human being!

Being able to come to study at Su University means that you can already read so many books, but you can read, if you can't be a person, then I, Professor Mao, have to teach you how to be a person.

This is the basic teaching policy of Professor Mao in the past ten years of teaching at SUSU.

Think about it, in the ** era, the tragedy of people's hearts fell to a university professor, and in the face of the students he personally taught regarded himself as a revenge, how could Professor Mao not be heartbroken?

For Chen Fuyun, Professor Mao, who is the vice president of the School of Arts, has heard of it, this kid is a monk halfway, is a typical relational household, and he doesn't seem to be very comfortable in school, and he entered the bureau a few days ago, which has a great impact, and when he was in class for the first time, he was twenty minutes late, leaving the first impression of Professor Mao, how can he be a bad word?

Not to mention, there are really few students in the School of Arts of Suzhou University who dare to be 20 minutes late like Chen Fuyun, and dare to bluntly say a high-sounding reason of "I played all night last night, and I got up a little late" to prevaricate themselves.

Make Professor Mao angry!

For this kind of person, Professor Mao has always been directly listed on the list of old oilers, and he must be listed in the final grades.

If it weren't for the fact that this kid's relationship was Dean Tang Zhongxun, I was afraid that Vice Dean Mao would have called his counselor to ask for the return of this goods, you must know that in this art academy, he is known as the largest number of students who ask for withdrawal.

If you are late for class three times without a normal reason, please leave.

Those who are absent from class without reason and do not have a leave slip from the counselor will be refunded.

In class, I bowed my head and played with my mobile phone, sat in the back row and talked about love and love, I warned those who did not listen three times, please retreat.

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To sum up, since Professor Mao became the vice dean, he has listed eight principles for resignation, and is privately called "Grandpa Mao, the great god of resignation", by students.