"Didi ......," Iolo's mobile phone, which had been thrown on the desk for a long time, rang the message bell suddenly.

Irolo was still lying on the bed, holding the tablet and immersed in the comics. Irolo separated his eyes from the cartoon with difficulty, and looked up at his phone. I stretched my arm straight in the direction of the phone enough, but it was still half an arm's length away.

Yi Luoluo frowned and looked at the evenly flickering mobile phone breathing lamp, and said in his heart: It is estimated that it is a push message from an e-commerce company, and the little ancestor of Jiangning has already bombarded himself, if it is Qingge, it is estimated that he will never give up if he does not continuously brush the message to reply.

Irolo felt that his analysis was extremely reasonable, and lay on the bed and continued to be a good manga controller of today, continuing his leisure time with lazy terminal cancer.

After a while, I finally finished the latest comic that I was obsessed with, and Ilolo's backhand was ten recommendation votes.

At this time, Irolo had forgotten about the mobile phone messages, put on his slippers, and went to the bathroom to tinker with this especially expensive face full of collagen.

Ino has always been very incomprehensible to why his sister and little sister are so obsessed with skin care, the skin of the hidden people is originally flawless, even if it is in an extremely bad state, it will recover like a water egg in three or five days. And the accumulation of these nutrients is a stupid method, and it can't absorb anything at all.

When Ino took the matter very seriously and put forward arguments with Eman and Iroro, he was scorned by the two girls in the same way.

There are some things, there is no best, only better.

Iman patiently told Enopus that body and skin have been a battleground for women since ancient times. Even if the starting point is high, there is no slackness.

The sisters talked about PM2.5 from sunlight exposure, and from cell survival to nutritional structure. There are many arguments, arguments, arguments.

Finally, Ino was bombarded by the two sisters.

Irollo felt that if it weren't for the fact that this straight man of steel was her brother, she would not have bothered to talk about it for so long. Irolo felt that after all, there were so many irreparable shortcomings in Ino's personality that if he dared to scoff at the things that girls cared about the most, he would not be able to get rid of the fate of being a single man for 10,000 years.

After seven or eight steps of careful cleaning and care for Yi Luoluo's face, Yi Luoluo obediently put on a mask, and Yi Luoluo was satisfied with a "miserable white" face, picked up his mobile phone and leaned against the bed.

The lock screen hadn't been opened yet, and looking at the WeChat message prompt above, Yi Luoluo got up suddenly and crossed his legs.

"Xu Qingyuan: I didn't see ...... at school today" The abbreviation of a message jumped into the screen.

Yi Luoluo looked at Xu Qingyuan's name and was a little excited. The index finger that was about to click on the message was put to his lips and stared at the phone for a while, confirming that it was the male god himself.

Only then did Iolo cautiously click on the message.

"Xu Qingyuan: I didn't see you at school today. I heard Jiang Ning say that your car had an accident and was not injured, right? ”

Xu Qingyuan is also sullen.

On the plane early this morning, Xu Qingyuan rushed back to M City. After a short break, Xu Qingyuan rushed back to school at noon.

In this year's "Mao Deng San" course and several other public courses, the school experimented with the plan of "leading the small with the big and teaching with the teacher". In fact, it is from the students who have excellent studies in the sophomore year, who are of excellent moral character in the constituency, and are hired part-time as teaching assistants of the professors to jointly teach courses for freshmen.

Last week, Professor Lu of "Mao Dengsan" approached Xu Qingyuan, who is also a freshman, and hoped that Xu Qingyuan could be his teaching assistant this semester, and even promised that if Xu Qingyuan agreed, he would apply for a teaching assistant subsidy of 1.5 times the standard from the school to Xu Qingyuan.

Although Xu Qingyuan is not a sophomore, all the students who came out of the Saint Laurent Prep have studied these public courses in advance, and Xu Qingyuan is Professor Wu's protégé.

Xu Qingyuan is not short of this money, and this is also the year that he is about to become an adult, Xu Qingyuan hopes to have more time for the study of French affairs.

Professor Lu knew it with affection and reason: "The teachers are all 70 years old, and they are still standing on the podium conscientiously for the students. Although I have more than enough, but the years are really unforgiving. And this year, I am taking all the liberal arts students, which has a deep memory and skills. Do you think it is not easy for children in the Chinese department to memorize these things? ”

Xu Qingyuan, who was just about to say goodbye to Professor Lu, suddenly stopped what he was about to say.

"The whole department of Chinese is brought by you?" Xu Qingyuan asked.

Professor Lu said: "Isn't it, although it is worry-free, the Chinese Department is a big department in our school, with five or six hundred people. It's really a reason to be a teacher. ”

Xu Qingyuan was silent for a moment: "Teacher, when will the class start?" ”

When the white-haired Professor Lu heard Xu Qingyuan ask, he was suddenly a little surprised: There is a door for this matter.

"Next Friday is the first class. Actually, you don't have to do anything, I'll finish the course, and you take them to draw the key points and explain the next example questions. Professor Lu said as he took out a previous lesson plan from his bookshelf and gave it to Xu Qingyuan for reference.

Xu Qingyuan took the lesson plan and nodded solemnly. I should have an errand.

After chatting with Professor Lu again, Xu Qingyuan left the office with the lesson plan. There is also a class schedule for each class "Mao Deng San" on the lesson plan.

Xu Qingyuan glanced at the class schedule as he walked, and flipped through several pages before finding the class schedule for the third class of the Chinese Department.

"Chinese Department Class 3, Friday 2:00-4:00 p.m." This is the Ilolo class.

At that time, Xu Qingyuan had already taken a vacation with his teacher for more than half a week, and was ready to accompany his father to Y City. Xu Qingyuan calculated, he should be able to go back to school on Friday, but fortunately he didn't miss this class in Class 3.

I had to rush back to school this Friday, and although the time was very tight, Xu Qingyuan still didn't forget to change into a neatly ironed white shirt and pick out a casual light-colored jeans from the wardrobe.

Xu Qingyuan is already beautiful, and this slight dress has a bit of elegant temperament.

Before going out, Xu Qingyuan grabbed his hair in front of the dressing mirror again, and then he was about to go downstairs with his textbook.

Glancing at the watch in his hand, time was a little tight, Xu Qingyuan was stunned...... Trotted down the stairs.

Le Yu, a mother who was arranging flowers in the living room, saw her son so eager: "Qingyuan, slow down." Always pay attention to gentlemanly etiquette. ”

Le Yu has been immersed in ancient Britain for hundreds of years, and his bones are deeply contaminated with the British people's insistence on gentlemen and etiquette. Seeing that his son was so eager to go downstairs, Le Yu just thought that his son attached great importance to this teaching assistant work.

Xu Qingyuan followed his mother's words and slowed down: "Okay mother, today is my lack of time reserve, and it's a little late." See you in the evening. We look forward to seeing you create your flower arrangement. ”

After speaking, without waiting for his mother to answer, Xu Qingyuan went out of the door.