Chapter 20: Heartache
"You...... Do you know what you're talking about? Bai Bing was so angry that even his teeth were chattering, "Even if my daughter's professional knowledge is not as good as yours, her character is a hundred times stronger than you, a student who is morally corrupt and defends the teacher!" ”
He has been teaching in Mingchuan for twenty years, and he has never seen such a student who knows the height of the sky!
Lin Mo clasped his fingers lazily, didn't even bother to raise his head, and said casually, "Oh? Then you let Bai Lu go to the competition! When the time comes, it will be humiliating, anyway, it will not be me Lin Mofang, but your white glacier! ”
Bai Bingjiang couldn't hold any emotions on his face, paced to Lin Mobian's side, pinched her shoulder fiercely, and threatened in her ear in a low voice, "Lin Mobian, you are an orphan who has no father and his mother died early...... What right is there to yell in front of me?
The Jeanswest Cup isn't yours, and you can't stay at Myeongcheon University. After all, I have taught you for a few years, and I will finally advise you again, you are an extremely rampant little girl, and you have offended Xia Beiyu without a background, so it may be better to get out of City A as soon as possible. ”
After saying these words, Bai Bing sighed a few times as if regretfully, shook his head and walked out of Lin Mobian's line of sight.
Lin Mobian was the only one left in the empty office, and no one noticed that at the moment when Bai Bing mentioned that Lin Mobian had no father, the girl's cold eyes seemed to have fallen into the hell of Shusha, and there was a chill that swallowed everything.
Dragging his extremely tired body on the quiet campus path, Lin Mobian dialed Lin Yin's phone in a normal tone as much as possible, "Yinyin, I'm a little tired today, I want to go back early to rest, what happened in the past two days, I'll talk to you when I'm free, okay?" ”
Lin Mofang's temperament Lin Yin has long been clear, as long as Lin Mobian doesn't want to say it now, even if it is soft and hard, it is useless to use both grace and power.
Lin Yin had no choice but to explain a few words and hung up the phone.
The breeze on the playground gently caressed every inch of Lin Mo's porous skin, but it provoked the woman's already boring heart to become more dull and painful.
…… What to do?
In the dim light, two handsome men stood side by side.
"Beiyu, you called me out in the middle of the night just to watch a woman run?" As he spoke, Gu Jin yawned heavily in a blink of an eye, leaned on the man's shoulder, and said with sincere admiration, "But Lin Mobian is really too ruthless to himself, and he hasn't stopped after forty-eight laps." ”
After saying these words, Gu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Xia Beiyu quietly.
But the man's straight back and knife-like cold face did not show a trace of visible waves.
"Xiaofang, don't run, you'll faint if you run any longer."
The woman's whole body was already soaked with sweat, from the red neck to the root of the ears, the beads of sweat like beans fell to the ground one by one, and the heavy wheezing sound kept echoing in the ears of the south wind.
But no matter how the south wind tried to dissuade him, Lin Mobian had no intention of stopping.
Lin Mobian's out-of-control and crazy appearance was something that Nanfeng had never seen before.
I don't know why, a wave of panic and nervousness suddenly flashed in Nanfeng's heart.
"Lin Mofang! Stop it!! ”
After running two laps with Lin Mobian and persuading him twice, Nanfeng had already said all the words he could think of.
No longer hesitating, Nanfeng pulled the woman into his arms, gently pressed the woman's head to his shoulder, and the magnetic words slowly sounded, "Little flaw...... If you have enough venting, you can cry a lot, and you will always feel better after crying. ”