Nan Cheng looked at Fu Boyan with a suspicious gaze, only to see Fu Boyan posing like a division commander.

Under the illumination of the light, I saw his phoenix eyes squinting slightly, and at this moment he actually gave people a sense of nobility and Qinghua.

After Nan Cheng paused, he handed his manuscript to Fu Boyan to read. The dormitory manager made up her own brain, Wen Chongguang decided not to answer this conversation, and handed her the brush in his hand: "Try to change it." ”

After Fu Boyan took it and read it, he picked up the pen with a slight frown, lowered his head and seriously helped Nan Cheng change the draft.

After the change, he wrote on the paper again: "There is no big problem overall, take a good look at the few places I changed for you." Then, you'll be able to rewrite it. Write it and read it when I come back. ”

Nancheng doesn't like to let people say badly when she does things, and the more others pick on her, the more she has to be perfect. She took the manuscript handed back by Fu Boyan, and looked at the mistakes that Fu Boyan helped her correct.

Fu Boyan got up and picked up the trench coat on the stool next to him and walked towards the outside of the library.

Tomorrow night when she finally raised her head from the computer, she whispered to Nan Cheng, "Professor Fu is gone?" ”

"No, it's time to go smoking!"

Nan Cheng looked at the manuscript that was almost painted as a river, and the dense annotations, and sighed in her heart: "A professor is a professor, and the problems that she didn't find after reading many times will be seen by others." ”

Nan Cheng saw the end and found that he had written a word incorrectly. I'll go, forget if the sentence doesn't work, what the hell is it to write the wrong word, and she didn't find it after reading it several times, and she only saw it after someone changed it.

It's a shame to be a big deal.

Nan Cheng sighed lightly, picked up the pen and wrote again.

With the professor's correction, it is not very difficult to rewrite. As soon as Nan Cheng finished writing, he saw Fu Boyan coming back with two cups of milk tea.

Fu Boyan handed the milk tea to Nan Cheng, Nan Cheng was stunned for a moment, only to hear Fu Boyan say: "I bought it by the way when I went to buy cigarettes." ”

Then he sat down and took the manuscript that Nan Cheng had rewritten and read it.

The taste of the two cups of milk tea is the same, and Nan Cheng handed one to tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night: "You went outside?" ”

Nan Cheng pointed at Fu Boyan and thanked him tomorrow night: "Thank you, Professor Fu." ”

Fu Boyan didn't raise his head and said lightly: "You're welcome." ”

Nan Cheng drank hot milk tea while waiting for Fu Boyan's evaluation of the new draft.

Tomorrow night, I'm still working hard, and this is a person who can automatically block out the outside world.

Fu Boyan returned the manuscript to Nan Cheng, "That's it, it's estimated that it will be like this if you write it again." ”

Nancheng: "......"

Lao Tie is pierced in his heart, what is it called to write again, and that's it.

didn't know that Fu Boyan had already said it tactfully enough.

Nan Cheng suddenly looked for death and said, "Then I'd better start over, right?" ”

Fu Boyan raised his eyebrows, "I don't mind." ”

Nan Cheng retreated: "Forget it!" ”

Fu Boyan smiled lightly: "Do you have any other homework?" ”

Nan Cheng immediately shook her head, she didn't want to be marked out by the wrong words and lose her face.

Nan Cheng looked at the time, it was already past nine o'clock.

She saw Fu Boyan sitting opposite and looking at her phone, and couldn't help but say, "Aren't you going back?" ”

Fu Boyan said: "Let's go together in a while." ”

Nan Cheng sighed lightly, then silently lowered his head and drank his milk tea, looking up from time to time to glance at Fu Boyan opposite.

I think I've seen enough handsome guys, but those handsome guys seem to be a little worse than the old handsome guy in front of me.

I have to say that Fu Boyan is really good-looking, but he is a little old.

Nan Cheng calculated Fu Boyan's age in his heart, Mr. Nan Chinese New Year's Eve one today, and heard Mr. Nan say that Fu Boyan is three years younger than him, so he is twenty-eight this year. Fortunately, fortunately, it's not too old, at least two years before running three.

At this time, suddenly a classmate shouted in surprise: "Look, it's snowing outside." ”

Hearing this, Nan Cheng looked up and saw that there were really snowflakes floating outside.

Many students took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and this was the first snow of the year.

Nan Cheng also picked up his mobile phone and took a picture.

By the time the student's article is finished tomorrow night, it will be 9:40. When they got to the outside of the library, they looked at the thin layer of snow on the ground tomorrow night and said, "When it snows, I don't know?" ”

Nan Cheng sighed lightly: "Don't talk about snow, I guess you didn't know that you were sold when you were writing." ”

After the two said goodbye to Fu Boyan, they trotted back to the dormitory.

Nancheng returned to the dormitory and washed up, and hurriedly climbed into bed, this year's winter seems to have come earlier than usual. It seems that her mother was prescient and bought her a few thick clothes in advance.

Nan Heng's clothes for Nan Cheng are not all autumn clothes and pants.

Nan Cheng saw that it was still early, so he planned to play a game and then go to sleep. She had just climbed into the game when the fox sent her a message out of the blue.

This kid has rarely bubbled since he ran with Dabai.