On a lazy afternoon, the mischievous sun restlessly jumped on the windowsill, squeezed into the green shutters lightly, and secretly spied on everyone's faces during class.

Because this class started at half past one in the afternoon, many students rushed to class just after lunch, and they didn't even have time to take a nap.

In such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, they are prone to dozing, no, before half an hour of class, some people are so sleepy that they lie directly on the table.

Yang Coral and Qiao Rong had eaten a lot at noon and rested, so both of them were in good spirits, and they didn't have the slightest idea of sleeping.

But after another twenty minutes, when many people around closed their eyes, Yang Sango, who was a little sleepy, saw that Qiao Rong was listening to the lecture energetically, so he quietly closed his eyes, intending to squint for a while.

She usually doesn't dare to sleep in the class of the Department of Clinical Medicine, Professor Feng is called a fiery eye, and whoever dares to close his eyes for more than three seconds will be discovered by him.

But fortunately, Wen Changqing was in class alone in this class, and everyone knew that as long as he didn't make noise or trouble, he was too lazy to care about it, Yang Shan thought about it and slept with peace of mind.

Qiao Rong understood a lot of things in this class, because Wen Changqing's lectures were much more detailed than Professor Feng's, and he would reiterate many details to everyone, unlike Professor Feng, who always felt that everyone's foundation was good, so he skipped a lot of basic content that he didn't think was necessary.

But Qiao Rong just has a bad foundation, so compared with Professor Feng and Wen Changqing's lectures, Qiao Rong prefers Wen Changqing's patience and meticulousness in lecturing.

In the class just past, Qiao Rong had an academic question that she couldn't understand, she turned around and wanted to ask Yang Sango, who was sitting next to her, but she was embarrassed to disturb when she found that she was sleeping soundly.

Qiao Rong subconsciously wanted to ask Wen Changqing, she raised her eyes and looked at the podium, where Wen Changqing was fiddling with the messy medical utensils on the podium.

Qiao Rong is distressed now, in this classroom, she only knows two people at best, a best friend Yang Coral is asleep, and a teaching assistant Wen Changqing is setting things.

Never mind...

Or she wouldn't have asked...

Qiao Rong thought like this, but her mind crossed over what Wen Changqing said to her at the end of the last make-up class.

"In the process of learning, you must ask questions in time if you don't know them."

You have to ask in time~

All right...

There's something wrong with solving a problem on the spot.

Can't ask Yang Sango and embarrassed to ask Wen Changqing in front of everyone, Qiao Rong turned around from the left and casually found a boy who was sitting behind her and looked pleasing to the eye.

"Hello classmate, my name is Qiao Rong."

Qiao Rong stiffly smiled politely at the boy she didn't know at all, and introduced her name first.

"Well, Mr. Qiao, is there anything wrong?"

Feng Renshao was sorting out the notes he had just taken in that class, and he was only halfway through it, when he heard someone talking to him, he subconsciously looked up at her.

What came into my eyes was a small face with a shallow smile and eyebrows, like a gentle breeze blowing away the boredom of the afternoon.

Feng Renshao's heart shrank suddenly, and he still couldn't hide his handsome face with gold-rimmed glasses, and for the first time, he had an unusual heartbeat when facing a girl.

A strange light flashed across his dark eyes.

"I didn't understand the question in class just now, I don't know if I can ask you."

Qiao Rong lowered her eyes, handed the dense notebook to Feng Renshao, and pointed out the last few words to him with her fingertips.

"Okay, I'll take a look."

At the beginning, when Qiao Rong said that she wanted a question, Feng Renshao subconsciously felt that she was accosted like those girls, but this time when she saw her notebook and her serious demeanor when she asked questions, Feng Renshao couldn't help but feel that it was his villain's heart.

He curled the corners of his lips and reached out to take Qiao Rong's notebook.

But unexpectedly, the notebook was intercepted by another hand before it reached his hand.

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