The two turned around and came to a girls' dormitory building next to a sports field. Lin Wanmo took some of the luggage that Liu Jing helped carry, and said, "You wait for me here, my dormitory is on the fourth floor, I will come to you when I go up and put down my things." ”

"Okay, go ahead, I'll wait here."

Carrying a large bag and a small bag, he climbed up to the fourth floor out of breath, and as soon as he pushed open the bedroom door, Lin Yunmo was hugged by someone, "Xiao Mo, you are here, you want to die in the slave family." Come, kiss one. Wood......"

"Dead Wang Yan, you quickly let go of me, didn't you see that I was carrying so many things?"

"Wang Yan, don't bring such favoritism, why didn't Xiaoyan and I offer fragrant kisses when we came?"

"That's, that's it, as the head of our 415, you have to make sure that the rain and dew are evenly wet."

"Zhang Xia, Xiaoyan, you have been with Wang Yan for a long time, and you have also become bad. Why don't you hurry up and help, there are still people waiting for me down there. Before I came, I talked to Wang Yan on the phone and knew that she arrived yesterday, but I didn't expect Zhang Xia and Li Xiaoyan in the same bedroom to arrive earlier than me.

"What, that handsome Oba of yours, no, that 'temporary worker' of your family, really came to our school?" Wang Yan had long heard her best friend complain, and at first she thought it was a joke, but when she heard it, her big eyes shone again.

"What, what? Our flowered Oba? Where, where? I'll take a look. Wang Yan's words immediately aroused the curiosity of the other two roommates.

Lin Wanmo looked outside, "Well, it's by the basketball court downstairs in the dormitory." Go and see, if you don't help, don't get in the way of me making my bed. ”

The three girls cheered, pushed the door and ran out into the hallway, and in a few moments their exclamations were heard.

"Mom, I feel more handsome when I look at it like this." Wang Yan.

"Looks so tall......" Zhang Xia.

"The temperament is also very good...... Li Xiaoyan.

"I heard Xiao Mo say that he came to our school as a guest professor."

"Really?"

"It was said that it was the ...... hired by President Chen."

"Oh, that's possible."

"At such a young age, ...... should be about the same age as us, right?"

"So, when I say that, I feel like I'm going to fall completely, handsome, talented, wow, no, no, no, be reserved, reserved......."

"Cut ......".

"Wang Yan, Zhang Liangke is also at school, you are like this, you are not afraid of being known by him, and you will cry, make trouble, and hang yourself?"

"You don't understand this, I'm just mentally trapped."

"Wow, then, could it be that your body has already fallen to your family?"

"Zhang Xia, as long as your mouth is poor, see if I don't tear it up today......"

"Spare your life, spare your life, don't dare, don't dare......"

While packing his luggage and listening to the noise of three roommates of the opposite sex and inhumanity outside, Lin Wanmo patted the pillow on the bed fiercely, this Liu Jing is really not worry-free.

Seeing that it was almost cleaned up, Lin Wanmo decided to ignore the three guys, and was afraid that Liu Jing would be in a hurry, so he pushed open the door and prepared to go downstairs.

"Hey, Xiao Mo, where are you going?" Wang Yan just turned around and asked out loud.

Lin Wanmo replied angrily: "Take that guy downstairs and go find his residence." ”

"I'm going with you."

"Whatever you want."

"Then I'll go too, Xiaoyan, will you go?" Zhang Xia, who wore two braids, was also interested.

"I won't go, I'll stay in the dormitory and read." Li Xiaoyan, who was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and still holding a book in her arms, was obviously more quiet and reserved.

"What kind of book are you reading? After the start of school, there is something you see, go, go. ”

"Zhang Xia, I'll go, can't I go, don't pull my clothes." Li Xiaoyan, who is weak in Wenwen, is not at all the opponent of Li Xia, the most "tall" of the four girls, who joined the "Sanda Club".

Liu Jing was arranged in a small two-story building, with a small courtyard in front and back, planting some potted flowers, and a small canal flowing through in the afternoon.

This kind of good unit, of course, is not something that ordinary teachers can live in, and it can be regarded as a professor area. But Chen Zheng obviously has a very high prestige in Yunlan Academy, and perhaps in his opinion, Liu Jing is worthy of being here.

And with Chen Zheng saying hello in advance, Lin Wanmo ran to the academic affairs office and got the key smoothly, and then under the guidance of the road signs, he soon found the land.

Passing through the iron fence, pushing open the white door, and seeing that the windows inside were bright and clean, and the furniture and electrical appliances were almost available, Wang Yan couldn't help but marvel, "Liu Jing Oba, you are really powerful, you may not know that the teachers of the school fought for such a good house in order to live in such a good house." ”

Liu Jing was slightly stunned, "Oh, is it like this?" ”

"No, I heard that ......"

"As long as you talk a lot, hurry up and help to see, there is anything else to clean up." Seeing that Wang Yan was going to continue to gossip, Lin Wanmo hurriedly pulled her away.

"Well, well, Xiao Mo, what are you pushing me for."

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In the office of the principal of Yunlan Academy of Fine Arts, Chen Zheng, who was dressed in a treasure dark blue dress and still wearing the white hat, was holding a blue and white porcelain teacup, sipping tea carefully, "Old principal, how much tea do you have?" You can give me half later. ”

Sitting opposite Chen was an old man with white hair and white beard, who scolded with a smile: "You, you, when will you get rid of this habit of plucking goose?" ”

"Old principal, you can't say that, this is not a goose plucking, this is a spirit?"

"What spirit? You told me that. ”

"The pursuit of all good things is a good quality that we must have when we engage in art."

The old man said angrily: "Okay, okay, then you continue to carry it forward." By the way, Lao Chen, I'll talk about the tea later, it's the Liu Jing you hired, you have to give it to me today, how is it, is it reliable? For your sake, Lao Jin gave me a lot of advice, saying that you are simply messy. ”

"Don't worry, old headmaster, I'm doing something, you don't know yet? And Liu Xiaoyou's calligraphy and paintings, you have also seen them, don't you also appreciate them? ”

"I've seen calligraphy and paintings, it's really very good, but it's precisely because of you that I'm not at ease.

"Hehe, accidents, those are accidents."

"Okay, I won't play tricks with you, you know, in two years, I will retire, you don't care about it, a lot of people care about it."

"Know, know, don't talk about this today, drink tea, drink tea...... This tea is sweet and bitter in the mouth, down the throat, and the aftertaste is sweet, rare good tea, delicious. ”

Seeing Chen Zheng's appearance of not entering the oil and salt, the old man couldn't cry or laugh, but the matter was mentioned more than once and a half, so he followed him.

Picking up the teacup and taking half a sip, Chen Zheng actually muttered in his heart, "Liu Xiaoyou, don't let Lao Chen and me down." ”