"Three years! I'm calling you! ”

"Alas!"

Zhong Sannian couldn't bow his head, sighed slightly, and when he lifted it up, he was full of smiles, "Concubine Qi Yue, why are you here?" I'm going to look for you? ”

"Three years, you're back, is it time for class now? I've heard rumors that something almost happened to you. ”

Zhong San's eyes fell on her, as beautiful as before, wearing a pink bubble skirt, it was even more petite and cute, the only pity was a beautiful face, not to wear heavy makeup, but to stagger a little bit of beauty.

"Don't listen to their rumors, I'm just injured and I've been hospitalized for a while, and I'm fine."

"Really?" Concubine Qi Yue's eyes were pityful, "You must have suffered a lot." ”

“…… Not bad. Zhong Nian was cold-spoken.

In fact, she and Concubine Qi Yue are not very close, if they hadn't accidentally been assigned to the same dormitory, the life line of the two would definitely not have any involvement.

The personalities are incompatible, there is no common speech, and everyone's three views are inconsistent.

I didn't have anything to say, so I chatted a few polite words, but I didn't expect it to be really in the other party's heart.

She really doesn't like people, standing aside and saying words of concern, in fact, everyone, don't even know each other's birthdays, no, they are slightly exaggerated, in fact, they just don't know each other's names, and they don't even know their majors.

There is an occasional shortage of people in the dormitory, and there are more than four people from different majors.

She and Concubine Qi Yue did not establish any kind of friendship, which on the surface meant to be a conversation.

However, the words are not speculative, they are really talkative, and there is no need to go out and rent a house under economic pressure.

The conversation is average, and it will not be so down.

"Three years I..."

"That's right." Zhong Sannian clapped his palms, "I'll come back on the first day today, and I want to tell the teacher to go, you see it's all time, or let's talk about it after class." ”

"Okay, you have to remember to come to me." Concubine Qi Yue bowed her head.

Zhong Sannian smiled and said, "Don't worry, how could I forget?" ”

I basically won't go over to look for it.

It's not been a day or two, and there are about points in my heart.

turned around, and the smile faded instantly, but a little helpless.

Zhong walked briskly for three years, and he never saw the ordinary friendship floating in the wind in the past, and he didn't see that person's eyes were a little dazed and at a loss.

Footsteps between the steps of the school building, the upper of the shoe gently squeezed through the dust.

There were some classmates around, and they looked at them strangely, glanced at them slightly, and put away their eyes as if they wanted to hide something.

Zhong Sannian shook his head helplessly, is it too rough, he has always been thoughtful and only a little less restrained, is it necessary not to treat it so differently when he comes back the first day?

"Bang Bang"

Fingers knocked on the brand-new wooden door, and gently dropped twice, "Teacher." ”

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man has a straight Chinese face, his hair is slightly thin, there is an old eye on the bridge of his nose, and the wear of the lenses is still a little slippery, but he is still reluctant to throw it away.

A baggy white shirt, pants clung to the waist, and a pen in the pocket of the jacket.

Mr. Zhang Qige Zhang. Serious and serious, the image of the last century is serious and honest.

In the early years, he had made achievements in academics, and he was also famous for teaching liberal arts, and many people had passed on legends about him, but unfortunately he heard that it seemed to be a personal problem and did not continue to develop, so he only stayed in school as a teacher, and he had some serious qualifications for more than two decades.

It's a pity that most of the students can't look down on them, and the directors with slightly better backgrounds can get a bit of luxury, and the others are mainly criticized, and the "harsh" words are never endless.

As a teacher for many years, he didn't do anything, but nearly 100 of his classmates changed departments.

Zhong Sansan's overall impression of this one is not high, and when he was injured and admitted to the hospital, it was this one who persuaded him to give up and continue to pursue it.

Usually how harsh and humiliating it is, it is bearable, but in the face of such a problem, I have to endure it for the sake of my academic qualifications, and I am really aggrieved.

"Oops, Zhong three years? Hurry up, what are you doing outside? Teacher Zhang greeted her.

Zhong Sansan bowed his head and walked in quickly: "Teacher, I came to school this year. ”

"I see, didn't you tell me all yesterday? You're a kid who likes to nag. Zhang Qige's face changed suddenly, he frowned tightly, and his fingers knocked on the table, "Zhong San, how many times has the teacher told you, you have to be neat and neat, don't drag mud and water, you are always so nagging, this age is like this, what will you do when you are older in the future?" ”

There were a few teachers around, and they looked at each other quietly, all of them were sarcastic, their qualifications were not as high as this one, and they didn't have the strength to speak.

In addition, students are gone after only 4 years, and colleagues basically have to live for a lifetime.

Why offend your life partner for the sake of a passerby?

Zhong Nian was naturally angry when he heard these words, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves and live under the hands of the other party, so they had to suppress this breath, otherwise the road after that would be difficult to walk.

"Teacher, you are teaching a lesson, but the time is already about to reach the point of class, should I go back to class first."

"Hmm." Zhang Qige bowed his head, his brows were still twisted together, a pair of eyes skimmed impatiently, but said seriously, "Even if you have a little heart, and you know that you can study, go back quickly, don't delay the class, and if you can't pass the exam at that time, it's all your own suffering." ”

"Hey!"

Zhong Sansan's voice answered sweetly, turned around and left, his steps were fast, and his figure slid to a void.

Walking too fast, a person suddenly rushed out of the door, and the two of them just stumbled.

"Me! Yes? This..."The boy looked at her in some surprise, "Zhong three years? You're back so soon? ”

"Hmm..."Zhong Sannian looked at this person with a slight impression, but he was really unfamiliar, there was a face in his memory, and he couldn't remember who it was.

Wait a minute! It doesn't seem to be a grade level.

"Zhong three years!" Zhang Qige slapped the table and scolded loudly: "What's the matter with you kid? Can't you just walk and take a look? I bumped into my classmates in a panic, and I didn't hurry up to apologize to others! ”

He didn't leave any gaps in his words, then picked up a book on the table and fell to the ground, the fresh book fell to the ground with a clatter, and the eyes of the people around him were completely projected.

"What are you doing in a daze, usually perverted and dumbfounded, now this is the attitude towards your senior, hurry up and apologize to others!"

"I'm fine, teacher." The boy's personality is obviously a little weak, he clapped his hands and said: "I didn't look at the road myself, and I didn't blame others." ”

"Look at it!" Zhang Qige scolded loudly: "This is your classmate, and he is still protecting you now!" I am really ashamed that you can't even apologize for teaching a student like you. ”

Zhong was indifferent for three years, and looked at it very calmly, and he also understood in his heart that he was giving himself a horse.

"Hold..."

"Did she do anything wrong?"

The coldness is mixed with a bit of depth, and the sound comes from far and near, slowly fluttering.

Zhong Sansan: "? "It's not that I'm too sensitive, it's just that this time the voice sounds familiar?

She slowly turned behind her, and in the midst of the crowd of students watching, a tall man walked slowly.

"Cold autumn cold? How did you end up here? ”

You guys are all starting a side hustle as a student, or are you here to apply for a teacher?

No, what does a demon do in school, start an academic discussion?

Or do you want to think seriously about whether the universe is real or not? Time has ever stopped, and what is the meaning of life?

Doesn't seem right?

Leng Qiuhan lowered his eyes: "Three years, we met again." ”

Zhong Sansan nodded and said, "Well, I'm a student of this school, by the way, what are you doing here?" ”

"Mr. Leng!" Zhang Qige trotted all the way from the classroom, bent his back slightly, stretched out his hands, still a serious face, quickly turned anger into joy, smiling, not good-looking, this is a change of mood, too fast, jaw-dropping.

The cold autumn is slightly bowed.

Zhong Sannian gave a strange look.

Which one is it again?

Why do you have such respect for Leng Qiuhan, could it be that the demon survives in the world, and it is a secret that everyone knows, can't it?

The demon world, for Leng Qiuhan, seems to be in a mixture of fear of strength, and the unspeakable admiration is barely understandable.

In the early years, there were hardships, bloody rain, and bloody winds, which were naturally engraved in the bones, and they were all experienced from that era, and who would object to it?

But... Mr. Zhang, which one is this trouble?

"Three years!" Zhang Qige smiled, a little disgusted: "Why are you so blind kid, hurry up and greet Mr. Teacher I didn't expect the two of you to know each other, this is really good, this is my right-hand man!" ”

"Sir?" Zhong Sannian looked at Leng Qiuhan, confused and shrouded in his heart, unable to wave away, looking at the cold but handsome face, it seemed that he had walked into the jungle, wandering only for him.

"I would like to donate the school building." Leng Qiuhan softened his voice as much as possible, even if he was born cold, it was much lowered.

"Donate a school building?"

Zhong Sansan's eyes widened slightly, in his own cognition, the one in front of him was a demon who was famous, but he didn't seem to have any branches that could be exchanged with the walking route of modern society.

A feared demon wants to come to a university to donate a teaching building?