Xinrou has the closest relationship with Malt in this dormitory, perhaps because of her character, from her own inferiority complex, she doesn't have to follow the inferiority revealed by others, and sometimes she can always feel that she is a little angel and wears a halo on her body.

In this unfamiliar environment, there are no classmates from the same place as me, and I feel lonely. I often have a strong hometown flavor in what I say, and I am afraid that other classmates who speak with standard accents will laugh at me, so I even become much more cautious when I speak.

Seeing that everyone can wear different clothes every day, each piece of clothing has a unique personality, and I can only look at my wardrobe lonely, there are always just a few, sometimes I wear the same clothes for two or three days, I will feel inexplicably embarrassed......

If it is better in the classroom, as long as all the experience is put into the knowledge points taught by the teacher, it is good, but as long as the class is over, the surroundings are no longer as quiet as the classroom, it turns out that the class is not life, but the class is life.

Everyone is a student in class, and everyone strictly abides by the teacher's teachings, but after class, it becomes their own free time, which is a private time, which means that the same time can be allocated completely differently by everyone.

Xinrou originally thought that as long as she didn't overdo it, she could calm her heart a little more by caring about these things, but later she found that this kind of thinking was too naïve, how could she escape the stimulation given by this life if she lived in such an environment.....

Maybe these words shouldn't be told to their parents, even if they do, they won't understand the pain in it, and finally blame, sometimes I really wish that the responsibility on my shoulders is not so great, so that maybe I can live as happy as my peers, and spend a beautiful youth....

But occasionally look in the mirror and look at your face, ordinary skin care products are not the same as high-end skin care products, why do you want to make yourself believe that they are the same, it's ridiculous to think about it.

But this kind of thought will be suppressed by the other self in my heart every time, and I tried to calm down, lay on the bed and cover the quilt, close my eyes, and let everything around me disappear into a dream......

This night is destined to be different.

Some people are constantly falling into the magic wand and sweetness of love, some people are still worried about the upcoming exam, some people are still able to deal with all kinds of difficulties calmly, and some people are extremely inferior because of their clothes and appearance.

Malt will be under the moonlight senior back deeply imprinted in the heart, has become an unforgettable memory, even close the eyes, the dream is sweet, maybe grandma must not imagine the fairy tales I watched when I was a child, not in reality can not be reflected, if I have the opportunity, I really want to tell grandma about the story of the senior.

Just a few classes of professional classes to take a test, many people in the class are distressed, after all, this is the first exam, no one wants to be left behind by everyone's footsteps at the beginning, all want to desperately strive forward, although on the surface can not see everyone's thoughts, but the inner thoughts are mostly the same.

Mai held a pink book and kept walking forward, but suddenly stopped and said in some surprise: "Isn't it a professional class today?" How did I come with a book on computer programming? Swallowed nervously, if the teacher saw this, it is estimated that I will be deducted points again, wait, why do you say again?

Malt felt a little strange, but the time was coming soon, and there was no chance to go back to the dormitory to change books, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she thought that there was her dormitory roommate Xinrou on the side, after all, this was not answering questions on paper, but the teacher named him to answer the questions on the blackboard, and he could get some hints anyway.

I just ran into the classroom, but I found that everyone was already sitting there, and there was still a vacant seat for Xinrou, so I hurriedly ran over, "Xinrou Xinrou, you must help me in a while, I brought the wrong book" It was a little embarrassing to say these words, but it was true.

Xinrou nodded.

Suddenly, the air in the entire classroom seemed to have frozen, could it be that even the air felt the professor's serious expression? Maybe yes.

A decent gray-black suit was wrapped in a slightly Mediterranean old man, he walked in unhurriedly, and the originally noisy classroom was quiet for a while, this quiet was a little sudden, like a sudden brake, and the whole body couldn't help but lean forward.

The professor set aside the file bag he was holding, and took out a glasses case from inside, in which was a vintage glasses, which he picked up and put on in slow motion.

He looked ahead and then at the blackboard, and then took out a teaching book from the magical file bag (the file bag looked so shabby, but it actually contained so many things, I really couldn't see it!). Could it be said that people have unseemly appearances, and even file bags have unseemable appearances..... ）。

There was a hoarse voice in his voice, which added a touch of tension to the atmosphere of this classroom, "Last time I said about the exam, do you remember?" ”。

Although this sentence was a question sentence, waiting for everyone's answer, everyone in the audience was frightened by this action, and no one made a sound, as quiet as when he first came in.

Without receiving any answer, the old professor couldn't hold it back, held his glasses with his hand, and followed his eyes, "Oh, remember, let's start then, and point to the name."

Malt really admires this old professor from the bottom of his heart, in the case of all the students ignoring him, he can still justify himself, worthy of being a teacher for so many years, but such a teacher is a nightmare for students (well, it's a bad student's nightmare, usually should review more, but at the critical moment, he took a computer programming book, how can this be good).

"The first one to come up is Mou Liya" The old professor kept holding his glasses with his other hand, maybe the bridge of his nose was a little greasy, and his eyes kept sliding down, or maybe he was too old, so the skeleton retracted, in short, he held his glasses with his hand.

But when they heard the words of the old professor in front of them, the people present broke the tense atmosphere in time, and everyone began to laugh.

The old professor sensed that something was wrong, after teaching for so many years, the first time the students would laugh so wildly in class, what the hell was going on?

"What are you laughing at, do you think my question is simple?" The old professor wisely resolved the topic, and if it didn't work, he would raise it again to increase the difficulty.

But when they heard this, the students stopped smiling, and once again it was as if they had suddenly stopped and everyone leaned forward.

"Professor, the word just now is not pronounced mou, but mou" This is the reason why everyone laughs, how can they be afraid of the simple question, everyone can't wait for it.

The old professor is a knowledgeable person, and he firmly believes that his name is not wrong, but in the face of the students laughing in public, and pointing out his mistakes, how to place his face, after all, there are also figures with heads and faces in this school, if students laugh like this, what kind of system?

The old professor didn't speak for a long time, and everyone didn't dare to move, for fear that as long as his body shook, the professor would go to the exam by name in the next second.

"This word is indeed pronounced mou (mou), if you don't believe it, go home and check it yourself, I'll treat you as if you are shallow in elementary school, don't care about you in general, don't mention this matter again, go back and read more books in the future!" Well, the old professor blamed these mistakes on the students again, and Jiang still has to be old and spicy.

No one dared to continue to speak, and no one dared to smile facefully, even the girl who was called by the wrong name didn't dare to argue anything, after all, it was just a name, if the professor remembered his name because of this, I'm afraid there would be no days to stop in the future, and it would be better to have a good life.

I thought that the professor would continue to call the girl up, but the next second he called another name, "Malt!" "This can catch people off guard, the first person to go up to answer the question, and the later people can still figure out the professor's routine, but the first one to go up is really miserable, and he doesn't have a book yet.

"Here!" Malt immediately stood up, but at this time, he suddenly saw Senior Mangni standing outside the door, it was like a dream, but ..... His appearance is a little out of place, I have to let myself answer a question, I can't be embarrassed in front of the person I like, alas, if I really have a weak heart, I was named.

No matter what, no matter what you do, everything can only rely on the will of God.

Although she was a little scared, she walked bravely over.

"Afraid of what?" The old professor is really deep in the battlefield, and even his own small movements can be discovered, which is really admirable.

But just like that, Malt didn't intend to admit it, after all, Senior Mangan Ni was still standing there, although I don't know why Senior Mangan Ni appeared there, but could this be God's destined fate?

"There's no fear," Malt said with a pretending to be calm.

"Don't be afraid, the things I took the test are what we learn every day, as long as you listen carefully, you will definitely be able to answer, but the first time you go on stage, you will inevitably be nervous, let me tell you a way!" As he spoke, the old professor suddenly walked over from his seat, took heavy steps, and approached Malt's ear in full view of the whole class, "If it's because you're nervous about going on stage for the first time, then look at the person who makes you feel the most secure."

Malt didn't expect that such a troublesome old professor would come up with a trick for himself, but this method was really useful, and he was able to see the senior Mangni standing aside with his peripheral vision, and when he thought of the deer in his heart, he was born a lot.

The old professor's questions, sure enough, are not too tricky, for the yearning for art, malt is still there, this class also has a good listen, the professor's questions are answered, she looked at Mangni affectionately while writing, and her eyes never left him......

Suddenly, he also found the same affectionate gaze on him, and the malt's face turned red......