Chapter 12: Teammates Meet

The distance between the two was tight, and Zhao Manshu could even smell the faint fragrance of soap on the other party's skin, and hurriedly pushed the person away.

was interrupted and accosted one after another, and the two girls were also quite dissatisfied.

One of them couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't it just a light bump, some people, it's really hypocritical..."

Zhao Manshu frowned.

Before he could speak, Wen Yan had already taken the lead in speaking.

"It's forbidden to run wild in the library, don't you know?"

He continued, "Even if it's a freshman, isn't it polite to apologize for knocking down a senior sister?" ”

His voice was not loud, but the reproach was obvious.

The two girls were a little confused, and hurriedly explained.

"I'm sorry... Senior..., we..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again by Wen Yan.

"As for WeChat, I don't add idlers on WeChat."

"If you have this kung fu to WeChat, it is better to sit down quietly and read a good book and enrich yourself."

The implication is that these people seem to be too idle.

Is... Ruthless enough!

Zhao Manshu couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth.

Wen Yan has always been known as a good gentleman at school, and no matter how serious the occasion, he has never seen him speak seriously.

was said to their faces, and the eyes of the two girls turned a little red.

"I'm sorry... Senpai...", almost a gnashing of teeth.

With that, they left the scene as if they were running away.

"Do you think I'm talking like that?" Wen asked.

Zhao Manshu shook his head, "I just don't think I can make it." ”

She wasn't the fool of the original owner, and of course she knew that the collision was intentional. But Wen Yan did this, not only defeated her own personality, but also pulled a wave of hatred for her.

If it were her, it wouldn't be like this.

Wen Shi is a smart person, and he won't know this.

Sure enough, the other party quickly took out his mobile phone.

"What I want to say is that I don't actually sell such things as favors." He said and turned his head, his face full of sincerity, "If it were you, I'd be happy to sell." ”

Zhao Manshu, "..."

The current male god, the pickle girl routine is like this??

"I'll explain it first, just to make it easier to contact." Zhao Manshu made an excuse at random.

Wen Yan's smile suddenly brightened, "I know." ”

"However, I will ask you again after the paper is successfully published, and you don't have to make excuses to refuse me to come."

Wen Xian deliberately emphasized.

The two parted at the door of the library, and Zhao Manshu naturally walked towards the teacher's office building.

Professor Lam is an Honorary Professor of the University. With this special status, his office is naturally arranged on the most convenient first floor.

Because he was here last time, Zhao Manshu was also familiar with the road, and soon walked to the door of the office.

"Lao Yu, have you ever heard of Zhao Manshu?"

A male voice rang out.

Zhao Manshu paused to hold the doorknob.

"Of course I do."

"It's just the woman who chased her sister's man..."

"Why did you mention her? Don't... You were also chased by the green tea? ”

"Whew!"

"This person is the one who was newly selected by Mr. Lin to participate in the modeling competition!"

"Isn't it?! Huh... I said, how the hell did you say she got in? ”

"Could it be..."

A few lewd smirks.

The green tendons on Zhao Manshu's forehead jumped up. She didn't expect that she, her future teammates, would be so gossipy!

Slam the door.

Zhao Manshu's sharp gaze swept evenly over the two people in the seat.

"Hello two classmates."

Zhao Manshu smiled brightly.

"I'm Zhao Manshu from the Faculty of Letters." She said, pausing deliberately, "That's the one you just talked about." ”