Shen Huai'an stood up a little confused, worthy of Zhao Yun's eyes that were seven in and seven out, were vicious.

If this question were changed to Shen Huai'an, he would definitely not know about it, but now he is also the leader in the street, and his literary level is still some.

Lin Qingzhi in the front row has a good relationship with Shen Huai'an, with a long black face and melon seed face, and from time to time he pops out a sentence of his hometown in Ontario, which is quite cute.

She quietly put a note with Juanxiu script written on her elbow, which was the note she usually makes, which happened to be the answer to Zhao Yun's question.

Shen Huai'an was quite grateful, but he had changed, and he was no longer the ordinary Shen Huai'an, he raised his head and replied confidently.

Cao Zhi ...... Cai Yan. ”

One person is not bad, one tone is good.

This made Zhao Yun a little surprised, he knew Shen Huai'an's level, and he also saw Lin Qingzhi's small note.

But Shen Huai'an didn't look at him, and it was clear.

Could it be that Shen Huai'an has changed sex?

The prodigal son's return is not exchanged, but it is worth paying attention to.

"Sit down, don't play with your phone in class in the future, raise your hand if you have something important, I'm not a rigid person." Zhao Yun said with relief.

Shen Huai'an breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, if Zhao Yun was not satisfied with giving him this door, he would refrain from carrying his bag and going home to move bricks at the end of the period.

"Cow!"

Wang Liu gave Shen Huai'an a big middle finger.

After staying up until the end of class, Lin Qingzhi saw Zhao Yun leaving, turned his head and squinted his eyes and said, "Hehe, the almighty little note, what do you invite me to eat at noon." ”

"Please eat spicy strips."

Shen Huai'an looked at the WeChat balance, and a pack of spicy strips was still no problem.

"I haven't eaten acne lately!"

The corners of Lin Qingzhi's mouth twitched and she no longer paid attention to Shen Huai'an, it has been two years, he is still a straight man, and he deserves to rot in the corner of the classroom.

"I'll treat you to it, Qingzhi." Wang Liu said with a smile, Lin Qingzhi is such a cute girl, so she naturally wants to seize the opportunity.

"Da baa, ugly refusal."

Lin Qingzhi hurriedly refused, pressed a light blue pen and began to copy notes, her white and tender little face was like an egg penetrated by a light pen in the sunlight of the window.

"Damn, Lin Qingzhi, you are really superficial, am I not handsome?"

“？。？” Lin Qingzhi was speechless.

Seeing this, Shen Huai'an put his arm around Wang Liu's shoulder.

"Handsome is born, you don't have this talent."

"Ya, you two can sit together, I'll read martial arts novels by myself."

Wang Liu was rarely injured, and returned to his seat to read the novel with dark clouds.

Shen Huai settled his eyes and looked at "The Fragrance of the Sea of Blood".

Good guys, good taste.

As soon as the morning class ended, Shen Huai'an trotted towards Wangchun Pavilion, there was no class in the afternoon, and it was quite a relaxing day.

Wangchun Pavilion is next to the lotus leaf pond in the Mingde University Park, with a history of more than 100 years, and when the lotus leaves are strong and verdant, it gives people a kind of "lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red." "Verdant and bewitching.

And it is relatively close to the classrooms of the music department, and some music students who come out to find inspiration will come to sit in the pavilion, look into the distance, feel the breath surrounded by the lake, and try to inspire their creations.

Outside the Wangchun Pavilion, Shen Huai'an stepped on the mahogany floor, and every step he took made a sound like two pieces of rough bark rubbing.

Xia Jinhe has been waiting here for a long time, with a brown and yellow pleated skirt, a white shirt, and a guitar on her back, filled with a touching youthful atmosphere.

It's just that she seems to be in a daze at this time, holding a ball of paper in her hand.

"Xia Jinhe, go for a meal, or go now?"

Shen Huai'an interrupted her, a little unnatural.

"Have a meal first, then go."

Xia Jinhe raised his eyes slightly, and walked ahead after saying a word.

Shen Huai'an has long been accustomed to her kind of character, cold and a little arrogant, as if no one cares except for her own small world.

"I didn't bring a meal card, I'll eat yours at noon today." Shen Huaian scratched his head and said.

He had five cents left on his meal card, and he brought it as if he didn't.

"Hmm"

"For the sake of eating your dessert yesterday, I will invite this meal, not the next one."

Xia Jinhe pursed her lips, feeling that Shen Huai'an is really thick-skinned, and now he eats and drinks and rubs the rent, and he will not be allowed to go to bed in the future, this is the last time, and he will definitely not agree to him next time.

Men can't get used to it, and they like to their tails when they get used to it.

"Anyway, why don't you look happy today?"

Hearing that there was food to eat, Shen Huai'an was quite happy and couldn't help but ask more.

"What's your business?"

Xia Jinhe stopped suddenly, so that Shen Huai'an, who was looking around, almost put it on the guitar on her back.

Shen Huai'an hurriedly pulled away from him, and he felt inexplicable......

As a roommate, I care about it, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

"Daily care is like a tenant cares about whether the charter wife gives water."

Speaking has never been Shen Huai'an's weakness, and it is absolutely impossible to be cold.

“……”

"You don't understand."

"The sorrow of a beautiful girl in the music department is only on the pen and the score."

Xia Jinhe sighed and silently turned around like a big white goose with its head raised.

“…… It's just that the song I wrote didn't get the draft. ”

"It's so deep."

Shen Huai'an complained that their music department is also very strange, and the lyrics written by students must be reviewed by the teacher, and they can only be sung if they feel that they can be used, otherwise they will be punished for creating and singing privately.

The reason given by the school is that the top schools are determined not to export water songs.

"You said it so easily, this year, the music department has only approved one song so far, and the rest are all unqualified."

"I wrote this song for a long time, and I gave it to the counselor with confidence, but I quit in seconds, saying that I was emotionally false, there was no scene in the lyrics, and I focused too much on the rhetoric."

"It's really devastating, I've been in love again, and it's strange to have emotions."

“……”

A section of Lu Xia Jinhe was like opening a chatterbox, gushing endlessly, complaining that the review was too harsh, and the lyrics written by the singers outside were not good, and the singing was still very popular, and the school was too rigid.

It's just that her face is still cold, and there are other students passing by along the way, even if she is a talented woman, she won't think much about it.

"If you don't dislike it, I'll help you change it, I'm a literature major." Shen Huai'an closed Xia Jinhe's chatterbox.

"You hang up six ......," Xia Jinhe rolled his eyes.

“……”

One sentence made Shen Huai'an speechless, and sure enough, sincerity is nirvana.

Looking at Shen Huai'an's deflated appearance, Xia Jinhe curled her full lips, and she looked a little proud.

It's a pity that Shen Huai'an, who was following behind, didn't know at all, and touched his nose depressedly.

Coming to the cafeteria, the two sat down for a while, and when the cafeteria aunt opened the window, Xia Jinhe got up and lined up to eat, and Shen Huaian wiped the table to occupy a seat, it was not the first time for the two to do this, and they had already developed a tacit understanding.

Xia Jinhe never needed help, with an iron plate in one hand, the girl was full of strength.

Well?

When he was wiping the chair, Shen Huai'an found the paper ball left by Xia Jinhe, and he could clearly see the ink marks left by the pen on it.

Curiosity drove Shen Huai'an to secretly open the paper ball, and he wanted to see how bad the lyrics written by Xia Jinhe were.