Chapter 143: No Money
BGI Office.
As soon as Zhou Jingmu came back from class, he was teased by a colleague, who was holding the green tea while waiting for the water to boil, and said with a smile: "Teacher Zhou has been in a good mood lately, right?" ”
Zhou Jingmu's movements stopped, "What? ”
"Isn't the teaching time of the international class almost over, and the class can't get ten fingers in total all day, and whoever goes to class is panicked."
Zhou Jingmu lowered his eyelids and didn't refute, just silently packed up the lesson plan on the table.
However, the colleague frowned and said suddenly: "I remember that the little girl who handed in her homework on time before has not seen anyone for more than half a month, and it seems that she is a whim." ”
Zhou Jingmu reacted a little at this time, and still subconsciously maintained, "There is something wrong with her family, so she asked for leave a few times." ”
My colleague glanced at him, and suddenly remembered the gossip in the yard half a month ago-
said that outside the teacher's apartment building, I saw Teacher Zhou pulling and pulling with a little girl, and finally went upstairs, and I didn't see the girl come out in the middle of the night.
But this gossip did not spread, mainly because Zhou Jingmu seemed to be too upright and sparse, even if he was caught in the whirlpool of rumors, he did not look the slightest anxious and flustered.
What's more, there is not even a photo of this gossip, everyone is a joke, and it is not easy to speculate on a teacher who is upright, and gradually this gossip has stopped.
The parties were unusually calm, and did not participate in this farce from beginning to end, like bystanders, quietly waiting for the rumors to disappear.
But now, my colleague was a lot sharper, grabbed the micro-expression on Zhou Jingmu's face, and asked tentatively, "Are you familiar with that girl?" I often see her come to you for questions, after all, I sit next to you, it's hard not to hear, the question that the girl asked...... Tsk, it's really hard to explain, I'm sorry for you. ”
Talking about this, Zhou Jingmu rarely smiled and asked, "What, isn't it too simple?" ”
My colleague echoed: "I also admire you, and I can pick up the knowledge of elementary school and teach her to do it, if it were me, I wouldn't have the patience." ”
Zhou Jingmu pursed his lips, smiled a little less, and finally only said: "Sincerely, the golden stone is open." ”
When he took a lunch break, Zhou Jingmu didn't go back to the apartment, in fact, he hadn't stepped into the door of the apartment for almost half a month, and he didn't understand what he was resisting.
But when he thought of Jiang Sui's silent packing up and leaving, Zhou Jingmu would always twist his eyebrows inexplicably, and his sore emotions gradually spread, and in the end he could only use complicated work procedures to numb himself.
He still hasn't learned to smoke.
Zhou Jingmu leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes for a while, sat up straight again, and clicked on WeChat, he rarely chatted with Jiang Sui, but every time he chatted, the other side would always send a lot of messages in one breath.
It was difficult for him to catch Jiang Sui's stalks, and his typing speed was much slower than hers, so Jiang Sui always joked that he was an old man, saying that if he didn't go around with young people like her, he might get dementia in the future.
That day, Zhou Jingmu replied to her very abnormally - [What should I do? 】
Jiang Sui didn't return for a long time.
She is like this, patronizing the fire, but no matter how she puts out the fire, her mouth is full of indecent words, and she can imagine her angry expression just by looking at the words.
Zhou Jingmu restrained her emotions and clicked on her circle of friends, very unexpectedly, she hasn't updated her circle of friends these days, and the most recent one is a selfie posted at the beginning of last month.
Jiang Sui is a person who loves to post on Moments, usually only posts selfies, and with a strong pertinence, Zhou Jingmu knows who the audience of her Moments is just by looking at her accompanying text.
Zhou Jingmu once intercepted the picture of her circle of friends, the purpose was just some gloomy, like a private unclean thing, despicable to save her selfie.
As if in this way, he was able to control himself, try his best to avoid directly clicking on her circle of friends to browse, and then couldn't help but like it, and then for dozens of hours, he kept flipping through the message bar to see if she would find herself.
Normally, Jiang Sui will find.
Every time he liked, Jiang Sui would reply in seconds, asking him what was wrong, if he was holding his own photo and wanted to go, and said that Professor Zhou should pay attention to his body, stop in moderation, and don't be greedy.
But sometimes, she wouldn't look for him, probably because she had forgotten, or she didn't bother to look for him at all.
She wouldn't know Zhou Jingmu's struggles, especially when she didn't come to him, how long Professor Zhou, who had always been a decent man, tossed and turned.
But one day, when Zhou Jingmu sent a message, he accidentally sent the screenshot to a friend who had studied abroad together.
When he found out, the time limit for withdrawal had passed, and Zhou Jingmu was about to explain, but was bombarded with news from his friends.
Friend asked: Who is this big beauty, Zhou, your vision is different from what I imagined, I thought you would like that kind of Jiangnan lady.
The one on the screenshot obviously shocked his friend's stereotype of him. Jiang Sui's selfies are almost normal, the most conservative ones are suspenders, and her selfie expression is also very contrived, not a simple smile, but with a flattering attitude of waiting for someone to pick.
This is obviously not Zhou Jingmu's style.
At that time, Zhou Jingmu was only silent for a moment, and only explained concisely: I am a student, not very familiar.
The friend immediately breathed a sigh of relief, began to examine the circle of friends of "this student", and then concluded: "She must be a scumbag, I guess she has 5,000 WeChat contacts, and adding a new love will delete a boring old love." ”
Zhou Jingmu clenched his phone tightly and asked without a trace: "What?" ”
"If you look at her copywriting, it basically ends with some questions, obviously looking for someone to interact, or looking for a wronged person to pay for it. Zhou, I've seen too many girls like this, you can't play with them. ”
It stands to reason that Zhou Jingmu should be silent that day, and then in order to hide his emotions, just perfunctory his friends at will.
After all, Jiang Sui is not important enough for him to argue with his friends.
But he didn't.
He was adamant: "She's not that kind of person. ”
My friend was still typing in the message at the other end, but a few minutes later, only a few words came, he said: Zhou, you're finished.
It's over, it's over.
Zhou Jingmu laughed at herself, and then resigned herself to clicking on the chat box with Jiang Sui, she didn't post on Moments, so Zhou Jingmu lost the opportunity to like it, and also lost the opportunity to let her take the initiative to find herself.
He could only go to her openly.
He typed and deleted for a long time, but in the end he couldn't send it, but in the next second, the message of the star friend suddenly sounded, Zhou Jingmu clicked on it and found that it was Jiang Sui who had posted a new circle of friends.
The content is very simple, a selfie in a nightclub, and a screenshot of a WeChat bill, it seems that it is beyond its means, and it is stretched.
As for the copywriting, it is even more blatant and clear, Jiang Sui only sent a few words-
[I have no money, who will help? 】
You see, she's the kind of person, the kind of person who treats the men in her circle of friends as ATMs.