Zhou Chenchen Zhang Zijin looked at Zhou Chenchen in surprise, in disbelief, "Teacher Huo sleeps on the sofa?" ”

Zhou Chenchen nodded.

Zhang Zijin's face was blue for a while, white for a while, and after enduring it for a long time, he finally couldn't help it, "Do you know what Mr. Huo's background is?" ”

Zhou Chenchen shook his head, looking dazed, "I don't know?" What is Mr. Huo's background? ”

"The Huo family, the Huo family in this city," Zhang Zijin saw that Zhou Chenchen couldn't figure it out, so he had to say it clearly, "It's the most famous Huo family." ”

Zhou Chenchen finally suddenly realized, "You mean the Huo family, which is known as the richest and most powerful in the city," but after thinking about it, he immediately denied it, "Impossible, the sons of the Huo family can be my uncles, how can they be as young as Teacher Huo?" ”

Zhang Zijin poked Zhou Chenchen's head, "Teacher Huo is the youngest son of the Huo family, in his thirties. ”

"He's thirty?!" Zhou Chenchen couldn't believe it, "But he doesn't look much older than us, and he's only in his twenties." ”

"How good are you using your brains, PhD student at Bauhaus-Universitaet Weimar (Bauhaus University Weimar) and associate professor of turtles." Zhang Zijin replied, "He is the youngest associate professor of our J University, and there is no one. ”

Zhou Chenchen didn't bother to listen to Zhang Zijin's words, but he was silently thinking about his own thoughts. Last night, Mr. Huo took himself out of the bar and let himself stay in his house, in his bed.

She also asked Teacher Huo if she was single, it was really embarrassing to think about it now, she must have drunk too much last night, and she was not very sober.

Zhang Zijin chattered all the way, and when he saw that Zhou Chenchen didn't talk, he suddenly came to Zhou Chenchen, "What do you want?" ”

"No, no, no, I didn't think about anything." Zhou Chenchen flatly denied it, but his tone didn't sound very credible.

"Really?" Zhang Zijin obviously didn't believe it, she and Zhou Chenchen grew up together since childhood, Zhou Chenchen could know what she was thinking with a look, such as now, "Are you thinking about staying at Teacher Huo's house last night?" ”

Zhou Chenchen's face turned red when he was told about the central matter, "Don't talk nonsense, Teacher Huo is a good teacher." ”

"I've been praising the teacher all the way, I haven't said anything bad about him." Zhang Zijin quipped. "I remember you said before that those with high education are not good-looking."

Zhou Chenchen pursed his lips, "Hmph, Teacher Huo is an exception, is it okay?" ”

"Yes." Zhang Zijin looked at Zhou Chenchen with a smile, little one, you should be hard-mouthed.

After a few days of blandness, it was Monday again, Huo Liuyin's class.

Zhou Chenchen actually got up early in the morning, but he just stared out the window.

Until Zhang Zijin slapped Zhou Chenchen fiercely, "Zhou Chenchen, early in the morning, what are you pretending to be deep?" ”

The other two roommates in the dormitory also smiled and didn't speak, got up and went to wash.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Zhang Zijin leaned over to Zhou Chenchen and whispered, "Do you know that you are going to go to Teacher Huo in a while?"

class, I'm so excited? ”

Zhou Chenchen snorted, "What are you thinking about?" I went to wash up. As he spoke, he walked away quickly, but before he could take two steps away, he tripped over a chair.

Zhang Zijin behind him laughed unkindly.

After breakfast, on the way to the classroom, Zhou Chenchen looked restless and very uncomfortable.

Zhang Zijin has been a friend for many years, and he still knows how to comfort and comfort Zhou Chenchen's little heart at the critical moment, "You don't have to feel embarrassed, you should be unlucky, you can meet the teacher when you go out for a drink." ”

After listening to Zhang Zijin's comfort, Zhou Chenchen was even more depressed, Zhou Chenchen covered Zhang Zijin's mouth, "You better stop talking." ”

Zhang Zijin nodded cooperatively, and still added, "You can't rely on the society to point back." ”

"Shut up." Zhou Chenchen slammed a sentence and walked forward quickly.

Just like the first lesson, Huo Liuyin put his left hand in his pocket, held the textbook in his right hand, and walked slowly in the classroom.

"In the last class, I briefly gave you a brief introduction to the major, and now is there any student who is willing to share with you the experience of the previous class." As he spoke, when Huo Liuyin walked in front of Zhou Chenchen, he coughed lightly.

It didn't take long for Huo Liuyin to see that no one took the initiative to raise his hand to answer, so he walked to the podium and picked up the list of points, "Since no one answered, then I'll call a classmate to talk about it." ”

Zhou Chenchen somehow had a bad premonition in his heart, and just said to Zhang Zijin with his mouth, "He won't ask me to answer." ”

In the next second, I heard Huo Liuyin's cold voice, "Zhou Chenchen, this name is quite interesting." ”

Zhang Zijin patted Zhou Chenchen's shoulder, with a sympathetic face, and said with his mouth, "Take care." ”

Huo Liuyin had a slight smile in his eyes, especially when he saw Zhou Chenchen standing up as if he were dead, the smile in his eyes was even stronger.

"Uh," Zhou Chenchen stood up slowly, "Architecture, it's architecture." ”

Huo Liuyin nodded, looked at Zhou Chenchen and didn't mean to say any more, and asked rhetorically, "Gone?" ”

"Well, it's good, it seems to be gone." Zhou Chenchen didn't dare to look directly at Huo Liuyin's scrutinizing gaze, and his speech was stumbling.

"Okay," Huo Liuyin obviously didn't intend to let Zhou Chenchen go, "spell it down." ”

“a-r-c-h-i-t-e-c-t-u-r-e。”

"I'm talking about the Latin building, respelling."

Is this clearly intentional? Latin architecture, how could she? "I won't." Zhou Chenchen glared angrily.

"a-r-c-h-i-t-e-c-t-u-r-a, copy it 100 times, give it to me by tomorrow." Huo Liuyin said lightly, not taking Zhou Chenchen's eyes as if he were about to breathe fire.

Zhou Chenchen sat down dejectedly, and almost all the students in the class cast sympathetic glances, except for Zhang Zijin.

Zhang Zijin took advantage of the gap when Huo Liuyin was not paying attention, leaned next to Zhou Chenchen, and whispered

"I won't wait for you after class, remember to write 100 times." ”

"Get out." Zhou Chenchen gritted his teeth and said.

Zhou Chenchen's impression of Huo Liuyin has skyrocketed since he took her in for one night, Huo Liuyin's favorability has skyrocketed, Huo Liuyin is so difficult for himself in class today, Zhou Chenchen now looks at Huo Liuyin with a trace of murderous intent.

Xu is Zhou Chenchen's eyes were too hot, Huo Liuyin glanced up at Zhou Chenchen in the interval between lectures, and with just one glance, Zhou Chenchen immediately weakened, pretending to be serious about learning.

The light under Huo Liuyin's eyes was dim, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved into an invisible arc.

This class seemed to pass quickly, and when Huo Liuyin said that after class, he glanced at Zhou Chenchen, who seemed to be in a bad mood, and strode away with his handouts.

Zhang Zijin looked at Zhou Chenchen, who was immersed in writing English, and said with a gloating smile, "Write better, 100 times." ”

Zhou Chenchen hadn't written so much English for several months, and now he was still being ridiculed by Zhang Zijin, his face was blue, "You get out of here." ”

"Shall I bring you food?" Zhang Zijin's words hit Zhou Chenchen's weakness.

"Bring it, by the time I finish writing, there will be no food in the cafeteria."

Zhou Chenchen worked hard all the way to write, and finally finished writing in a hurry. Grab your own bag and 100 times of Architectura.

Zhou Chenchen knocked softly on the door of Huo Liuyin's office, the treatment of this associate professor who returned from studying abroad is good, and he is the only one in this huge studio.

Zhou Chenchen put the homework paper on Huo Liuyin's desk, "Teacher Huo, this is a punishment." ”

Huo Liuyin took off his gold-wire glasses, rubbed his temples, and glanced at Zhou Chenchen's punishment, "That's all?" ”

Zhou Chenchen nodded sincerely, "Yes, 100 times." ”

Huo Liuyin had a look on his face, and he leaned back comfortably in the chair, "Did you forget something?" ”

When Zhou Chenchen heard Huo Liuyin's words, he thought to himself that Mr. Huo was worried that he hadn't eaten, and he really shouldn't have scolded him just now.

Zhou Chenchen looked at Huo Liuyin with a lot of guilt, "It's okay, Teacher Huo, I'll go to dinner in a while, don't worry about me." ”

Huo Liuyin looked at Zhou Chenchen, his face seemed to be smiling, and his tone was not good. "It seems that you really took my words as wind in your ears."

Zhou Chenchen covered his mouth and gasped, "Review!" ”

Huo Liuyin brought Zhou Chenchen back from the bar, and said that he would write a 20,000-word review and hand it to him. If she hadn't come to Huo Liuyin's office today, she would have forgotten about this matter in Java a long time ago.

"Forgot?" Huo Liuyin's tone was dangerous, and he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhou Chenchen.

Zhou Chenchen swallowed a mouthful of saliva embarrassedly, and looked at Huo Liuyin cautiously, "I'll write when I go back." ”

Huo Liuyin's bony finger pointed to the desk opposite him, "Go there to write, don't go to eat if you can't finish writing." ”

The expression on Zhou Chenchen's face immediately collapsed, "Ah, Mr. Huo, it's afternoon, I'll write after eating, no."

All right? ”

"Nope." Huo Liuyin's voice did not carry a trace of negotiation.

Zhou Chenchen walked heavily to the other side of the table, sat down, and looked at Huo Liuyin with indignation. Under the gaze of Huo Liuyin's eyes, he was defeated, lowered his head and obediently wrote a review.

"Write well, don't make up words." Huo Liuyin said in a low voice, and he could see Zhou Chenchen's little Jiujiu at a glance.

Zhou Chenchen tried hard to control his emotions and let out an "oh" in a low voice.

Huo Liuyin looked at Zhou Chenchen, who was writing heavily opposite him, and a smile appeared in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

As a result, it didn't take long for Zhou Chenchen to bite the tip of his pen and look at Huo Liuyin pitifully, "Teacher Huo, I'm really hungry, can I ......" As soon as he touched Huo Liuyin's cool eyes, he was immediately silenced, "I know, I'll write." ”

Not long after Zhou Chenchen wrote, he began to quietly look at Huo Liuyin, who was working seriously opposite, and quietly flipped through his bag with his right hand, there was a piece of chocolate in it, and it was good to take it out to satisfy his hunger.

Just when Zhou Chenchen took out the chocolate in her bag, a big hand was attached to her hand, "What are you doing?" ”

Zhou Chenchen hurriedly pulled out his hand and said in a hurry, "Teacher Huo, do you want to eat chocolate?" ”

Huo Liuyin nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you." As he spoke, he took the chocolate in Zhou Chenchen's hand, unpacked it, and ate it despite Zhou Chenchen's resentful eyes.

Zhou Chenchen had a bitter face, and he was about to cry, "Teacher Huo, I'm really hungry!!!! ”

Huo Liuyin's cold face couldn't help laughing, opened the drawer, took out a box of Danish cookies and handed it to Zhou Chenchen, just when Zhou Chenchen was about to receive it, Huo Liuyin pulled it back again, "How much have you written?" ”

Zhou Chenchen puffed out his mouth, with a hesitant face, "It's a lot of words, I have low blood sugar, if I don't eat again, I may faint." ”

Huo Liuyin finally handed the cookie in his hand to Zhou Chenchen, "Let's see if you have a long memory next time." ”

Zhou Chenchen nodded vigorously, indicating that he had a long memory.

Huo Liuyin took advantage of Zhou Chenchen's time to eat cookies, took a look at the review on the table, and almost fainted.

There are only two big words on it, and the rest are blank.

"Zhou Chenchen!" Huo Liuyin's usual elegant temperament had long been forgotten, and he looked at Zhou Chenchen angrily, picked up her review, and questioned her.

"Teacher Huo, I need to brew." Zhou Chenchen patted the cookie crumbs on his hands, "Mental exercise is very wasteful, if I don't eat enough, how can I write a 20,000-word profound review?" ”

"You're still using strong words?" Huo Liuyin was almost defeated by Zhou Chenchen's logic, "For so long, you wrote two words, and you are embarrassed to say that you are hungry?" ”

"But I'm just hungry." Zhou Chenchen's hand with the cookie was slapped off by Huo Liuyin.

"Eat it again," Huo Liuyin glared at Zhou Chenchen, "Write quickly." ”

Zhou Chenchen clasped his hands together and looked at Huo Liuyin pitifully, "Give me another piece to eat, just one piece." ”

Huo Liuyin didn't know how

Why, my heart is soft, and my hand holding the cookie box is loose.

This detail was captured by Zhou Chenchen, who immediately stepped forward and took a cookie and ate it. "Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Huo Liuyin had a black line, but he didn't say anything, and sat back in his seat.

Zhou Chenchen looked at Huo Liuyin carefully, but unfortunately fell into Huo Liuyin's eyes. Huo Liuyin got up and approached Zhou Chenchen.

Zhou Chenchen seemed to remember the last night when Huo Liuyin helped him into the bedroom and had intimate contact.

Huo Liuyin stretched out his hand to brush away the cookie crumbs from the corner of Zhou Chenchen's mouth, and asked very gently, "Does your knee still hurt?" ”

Zhou Chenchen looked at Huo Liuyin in a daze, an unnatural flush appeared on his face, and he stammered, "No, no, no, it doesn't hurt." ”

Huo Liuyin also seemed to feel Zhou Chenchen's unnaturalness, and the posture between the two was indeed very ambiguous.

In embarrassment, someone pushed the door in.

"Huo San, there is a game tonight, do you want to go?" Jing Chen pushed the door in a big way, saw the ambiguous posture of the two, and then turned around and left.

Huo Liuyin let go of Zhou Chenchen and said lightly, "Come back." ”

Jing Chen didn't know why he listened to Huo Liuyin's words like this, and came back without saying a word, looking at Zhou Chenchen, who almost buried his head under the table, "Yo, isn't this the little beauty who drank together that night?" ”

Zhou Chenchen didn't raise his head or bow his head, so he had to twist his head to the side and not look at Jing Chen.

Jing Chen didn't treat himself as an outsider, so he came to Zhou Chenchen's side, and curiously glanced at the "review" in front of Zhou Chenchen.

(End of chapter)