"Xiao Zuo, Zhou Jian is not a student in your class. As soon as Zuo Rongrong heard Zhou Jian's name, his head suddenly grew and he was dizzy, this guy is so capable, he can actually let Old Man Liang find himself in person, compared to him, not only has he not cried a single section, but he also answered the paper in a mess.

However, even if he scored zero points, Professor Liang shouldn't have come to him, could it be that this bastard scribbled on the rolls, or did some superb incidents such as copying lyrics?

Thinking of this, Zuo Rongrong carefully explained, "Yes, Xiao Zhou is a little younger, he likes to make mistakes, but his character is still good."

Where is he now, I want to see him. Old man Liang snorted, he was a little excited, because he was in a hurry, which really made Zuo Rongrong a little scared.

She thought to herself, Zhou Jian can't eat and walk around next year, Professor Liang has a lot of influence in the college, if he wants to engage Zhou Jian, then he will die, and the record of skipping classes for one semester is enough for him to be ordered to drop out.

"Professor Liang, the ...... Zhou Jian's family is actually quite difficult, and it is indeed wrong for him to skip class

But...... Zuo Rongrong wanted to explain that Zhou Jian skipped class to work, but Old Man Liang said, "What's wrong with skipping class? "3rd floor

Professor Liang is right, but Zhou Jian's family conditions are really ...... Huh?" Zuo Rongrong's eyes widened as she moved over, she only now realized what Professor Liang said, she heard it right, right?

"Zhou Jian, this little guy, is very talented and thoughtful. Old man Liang commented with great satisfaction.

Zuo Rongrong felt that her head was a little insufficient, although she admitted that Zhou Jian's character was good, and it was not easy to work hard to get to this job, but judging from Zhou Jian's standards as a good student, he was really a bastard boy who was usually not serious, skipped class, and could only play games, and he was such a bastard. The two families actually said that he was "very talented and interesting"??

"Professor Liang, what do you mean?" "A good seedling with a lot of ideas, what is the most important thing for a literati, talent? No, it's backbone! What can those guys who talk nonsense with their eyes open for money no matter how talented they are? He is just a clown in my eyes. Why did Zhou Jian skip class? That was because he couldn't get used to the current teaching system! What Lingnan University is doing now is an obliteration of talent."

8th floor

Zuo Rongrong sat back in her chair, and her current head was completely in a state of panic, "Why did Xiao Zhou skip class? That's because I can't get used to our current teaching system! Lingnan University's current approach is a wipe out of talents!"

This sentence echoed in Zuo Rongrong's ears, and she almost pinched herself to see if she was dreaming? Although she knew that Professor Liang was a bit of a young man, but were these words said by a professor?

Oh my God, what the hell is going on? What did Zhou Jian write on the paper?

"Don't be stunned, hurry up and contact him. Professor Liang urged.

"Ahh Zuo Rongrong picked up the phone and wanted to go through the classmates' address book, only then did he realize that Zhou Jian's mobile phone had already been changed, and he could only call his dormitory if he didn't do anything, but no one answered.

"What's wrong? Can't find anyone?"

"Yes"

"Where's his dormitory?"

"His dormitory is in West 21, but as far as I know, he hasn't been back to the dormitory for two weeks?

The house was sold, seeing the scene of the little couple moving in, the sales lady breathed a sigh of relief, how can the gap between people be so big, look at this little boy is not as big as himself, the house girl has it, and the house is a high-end residential community, the girl is so perfect, and she is dead to him. It's really enviable.

After the sales lady left, Zhou Jian lay down on the big bed in the master bedroom, "It's so comfortable." Leave. This will be our home from now on, do you like it?"

"Like. "I really like the feeling.

Zhou Jian patted the bed next to him, "Come and try it." ”

"Hmm. "Walked over, lay beside Zhou Jian in a proper manner, leaning against him.

"How do you feel?"

It's soft. "Li said, in the tribe of shadows, the bed she said is just a wooden board, spread a sheet is the bed, if you are in the wilderness, sleeping in a small cave is a common thing, uneven rocky ground, sleeping on it for a night, several times is an iron man is a little irresistible.

The two of them were lying in such an ambiguous position, but there was no abrupt feeling, Zhou Jian closed his eyes and enjoyed this tranquility.

"The Master"

"Huh?"

"When did you cultivate the Shadow Clan Spiritual Heart that the Chief gave you?"

"Huh?" Zhou Jian sat up, not to mention that he had almost forgotten, Chief Mark gave him a book, and he didn't know any of the mosquitoes on it.

Immediately, the clone of the ghost killer in Chaohua, that heart was still in the inventory.

Li said: "This is the task given to me by the chieftain to help the master cultivate. ”

"Oh, why don't you start practicing now. "It is indeed urgent to improve the strength, although now relying on modern weapons can cope with the trial, but if the level is getting higher and higher in the future, it will not be necessarily, after all, the power of science and technology is fixed.

There was no other country where the book was, and every word in it had been seared into her mind, and she said, "Then I dictate, and the master remembers." ”

"Hmm"

At this time, in the dormitory of the 59 Chinese Department of Girls, an explosive news was rapidly transmitting.

"Wen Ting, do you believe it? There is a humanities history test that scores 100 points!!

The girl named Wen Ting was just about to take a shower, and she was **, she folded the bra she had just changed, and said: "Don't spread rumors, how is it possible, if you say that you scored 100 points in mathematics, I still believe it, the kind of one with standard answers, if you attend every class, all the homework is excellent, 100 points is not unusual, how can literature and history be 100 points, that kind of thing has no standard answers, the teacher can't give you a full score." ”

"It's true, it's true, I saw it with my own eyes, Liang Yanmin checked it. ”

"Who's of it? It can't be Liang Yanmin's, right?"

Wen Ting was taking off her warmth ** at this time, and the white cotton warmth** was picked up by her, and her snow-white and plump figure was about to come out.

"No, you can't guess who it is, I'll tell you directly, it's Zhou Jian!" "Who?" Wen Ting's eyes widened, and the half-taken warm ** was also put down by her, "Which Zhou Jian" Wen Ting had of course heard of this name, but she was really unfamiliar with the person represented by this name.

"Which one else? Predator in our class, Zhou Jian, who has taken a few classes in one semester, I'm sure he hasn't heard a single one of them in literature and history. ”

Wen Ting grew her mouth, "No, he's a relative of Professor Liang, right?"

"Impossible! With Professor Liang's character, who is his relative and who is unlucky, he doesn't recognize his six relatives. ”

Wen Ting patted her head, it was amazing, although it was easy to pass Wen Shi, it was impossible to get a full score, she was digesting the news, and another girl pushed the door in, it was her other roommate Rong Rong.

"Big news, big news, do you believe it?"

Wen Ting glanced back at her, "You don't want to say that there is a perfect score in the humanities history exam, right?"

"Full marks in literature and history? No, I'm talking about 98 points in the English test, and someone got 98 in the English test, or English in Class A!"

Wen Ting's eyes widened, 98 points in the English test? If you say that you are high in the professional course, it may be that you have a good relationship with the teacher, but in the open class of English, the whole school will mark the papers uniformly, and the test will score 98 points? God, is this a demon?

"Who's, who's so fierce? real and non-human. "The culture is the girl who just said that Wen Ting said about her achievements in literature and history.

"You guess, you can't guess, if you do, I'll invite you to dinner. ”

"It can't be" Wen Ting opened her mouth, "Zhou Zhoujian?"

Rong Rong's eyes widened instantly, "You can guess this?"

Wen Ting wiped her face vigorously, is this a dream?

Zhou Jian, who usually hardly attends classes, has a decadent face in class, and looks sick and looks like he is about to fall to the ground at any time, actually heard that Wen Ting heard such and such a genius before, she pouted and disagreed, because she is also a genius herself, otherwise she would not have easily gone to Lingnan University.

Geniuses are always a little arrogant, Wen Ting has her own arrogance, but this time, she really has nothing to say, this is no longer something that can be described by heaven, it's just demonic.

"Xiaoyin, want to open a little, maybe in the future this animal won some Nobel Prize in Literature, you can also follow a little light, right?" The mule patted Xiaoyin's shoulder while smoking, but the smile on his face was a little unflattened, "When the reporter interviewed Zhou Jian's university how he came over, he would say that I am very grateful to my former roommate Wang Xiaoyin, who copied a semester's homework for me, which is a very great honor, maybe one day, there will be a text in the primary school Chinese textbook called " Great Friendship 2", tells the story of you copying homework for Nobel Prize winner Zhou Jian. ”

"Don't hurt me, can you die?" Xiao Yu really had the heart to cry at this time, he looked at the computer screen over and over again in disbelief, "This guy must have cheated! Shameless!

"Save it, can you rely on such a high score for cheating? Take all the papers of everyone in the class to you for reference, you can't rely on such a high score. ”

"I'm not a good thing, he must have known that he could win, and set up a set for me to drill. ”

"You're talking about hitting the muzzle of the gun yourself. "The mule was very glad that he was on the precipice at that time, but fortunately my brother and I were wise, otherwise there would have been no bones left in the pit. "Admit it, I used to lose a bet with him. ”

"Rub, you always lost before and you didn't tell me?"

The mule looked innocent, and he shrugged his shoulders and said, "You didn't ask me either?"

"I'm @@#$%^&!"