Chapter 189: Rushing, a Knock on the Door (Part 2)
Jiang Fuyue returned to the dormitory and her three roommates were still awake.
Su Qing was applying a facial mask while talking on the phone, and Chen Sichang was playing games. When they heard the door open, they didn't even look up and continued doing their own things.
Only Liu Ling looked up at Jiang Fuyue.
Ever since the disciplinary incident, the three of them no longer dared to provoke Jiang Fuyue.
Most people who live under the same roof avoid her.
Fortunately, Jiang Fuyue is rarely seen during the day, and he doesn't come back until nearly ten o'clock in the evening. Recently, he even comes back until the early morning.
A second before the door opened, they were still discussing where this person had been.
Su Qing: "He's just a country bumpkin, maybe he went out to make money?" After saying that, she covered her lips and giggled.
How can you make money by going out late at night?
Only that line.
Chen Sichang raised his eyelids and said, "I'm afraid he's hooking up with someone and having a secret date?"
Su Qing curled her lips: "I don't know why Young Master Lin wants to sit at the same table with a woman like this..."
Chen Sichang's eyes flashed slightly.
Lin Shumo is a recognized male god in their circle. He is handsome, intelligent, and has a good family background.
The Lin family is one of the eight wealthy families in the imperial capital. How many women’s ultimate dream is that?
Moreover, Lin Shumo is the direct descendant of the eldest son. If you can get close to him, not only can a sparrow fly to a branch, but even a caterpillar can turn into a phoenix.
Countless women came after him, but unfortunately he never looked at any of them straight in the eye. He was always cold and unapproachable to everyone.
"So what if they're desk mates? I don't think Young Master Lin pays much attention to her!" Chen Sichang rolled his eyes as he applied toner. "If she thinks being Young Master Lin's desk mate gives her access to everything, she'll probably be disappointed."
"That's right," Su Qing nodded. "With Mr. Lin's qualifications, we wouldn't even be interested in him, so how could he possibly be interested in Jiang Fuyue?"
Chen Sichang frowned and muttered softly, "What do you mean we're not worthy of his attention? We're not that bad, are we?"
"What are you mumbling about?"
Chen Sichang: "...Nothing."
Su Qing suddenly poked her head out from the upper bunk: "Liu Ling, why aren't you talking?"
Liu Ling: "...I feel like there's nothing much to say."
"You've been unusually silent lately, haven't you?"
She smiled and didn't continue.
Su Qing muttered a few words in a low voice.
Just then, Jiang Fuyue opened the door and came in. The three of them immediately shut up, pretending nothing had happened, and went about their own business.
There are three days left to use the lab.
After washing up, Jiang Fuyue lay on the bed and roughly planned the progress.
You won’t know until you calculate it. Once you do, you’ll be shocked to find that there is simply not enough time!
So, before dawn the next day, she went to the laboratory again.
Soak in it for two hours, and finally step into the training classroom as the bell rings before class.
Of course, I also had breakfast in my hands.
While the teacher was not there, she ate a steamed dumpling one by one, with a cup of soy milk at hand.
Lin Shumo: “?”
There are girls who eat like this?!
Ling Xuan silently pushed the soy milk towards her: "Drink some of this to prevent choking."
Jiang Fuyue nodded, drank some soy milk, swallowed the bun in her mouth, and then said thank you to him in a gentle and delicate manner.
Ling Xuan: "...You got up late?"
Jiang Fuyue shook her head and didn't say anything because she had no time to speak.
When she swallowed the last bite, the bell rang and Yan Zhenfeng walked into the classroom.
Not too early, not too late, everything is just right.
The only thing left was the lingering smell of marinated meat in the air...
When the training camp entered the middle stage, although lectures were still arranged, most of the time was spent on exercises.
It is undeniable that in the stage of secondary education, the tactic of doing a lot of questions is a magic weapon for success.
The teacher finds it easy to use, but the students... have a hard time using it.
"No way! Another exam? I've been almost throwing up these past two days!"
"Teacher Yan, can you try something new? My head is full of letters and numbers, all combined into formulas. Even in my dreams I'm calculating density, grip strength, and acceleration."
"I'm afraid of the question."
"It makes me anxious just by looking at it."
"My hair is almost completely bald."
"I decided to get a hair transplant after the training camp is over."
“…”
The resentment is overwhelming.
Perhaps Jiang Fuyue was the only happy person in the class.
The biggest advantage of doing exercises is that you can just hand in the paper and leave. She wishes she could do exercises every day.
This time was the same. After the papers were handed out, Jiang Fuyue returned them to Yan Zhenfeng in less than twenty minutes.
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After saying this, he rushed out of the classroom in a hurry.
Ling Xuan looked at the direction she left, thoughtfully.
Lin Shumo also had a serious expression on his face.
…
Xie Dingyuan stood in front of the operating table and placed the culture dish he had just taken out under the microscope.
Suddenly, there was a sound of a door closing next door, and then the light came on.
He looked at his watch. It was nine o'clock in the morning.
Shouldn't we be training at this time?
The thought flashed through my mind in just a moment, and when I realized it, I felt like I was meddling in other people's business.
He laughed and shook his head, no longer distracted, focusing on the task at hand.
But Jiang Fuyue closed the door with a little too much force, and it made a bang.
She put down her schoolbag, grabbed her lab coat and put it on, then turned around and went to the operating table.
In the blink of an eye, several hours passed, the sun rose higher, and the hunger grew stronger.
Jiang Fuyue took the time to glance at the wall clock. It was almost one o'clock.
The cafeteria was probably full of leftovers by now, and it would take time to walk there, so she decided to order takeout.
Just as I took out my phone, I heard a knock on the door.
She raised her eyebrows slightly...
Second update is here! Third update will be later.
Guess who it is? hhh
(End of this chapter)
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