Chapter 54: The Fifty-Fourth Night
Wen Lang's face went blank, not knowing whether it was because Luo Qingfeng suddenly had a younger sister.
Or maybe Luo Qingfeng’s biological sister has died and turned into a ghost.
In short, no truth is beyond his current understanding.
Both he and Luo Qingfeng were eager to know the truth, but the next second, they heard the sound of the class bell ringing.
Luo Qingfeng's breathing paused. He clenched his hands on his thighs, squeezing until his knuckles turned white and thin blue veins appeared on his fair skin.
His eyes still carried great hope as he looked past Qiu Tingxu and towards Xu Yansheng.
But the class bell rang, and Xu Yansheng had no intention of confronting him about the truth at such an inappropriate time.
So he sat up straight and raised his lips calmly, "Calm down first and think about what to say. The truth will not run away."
Qiu Tingxu silently patted Luo Qingfeng's shoulder to comfort him, and as Xu Yansheng finished speaking, he nodded.
"Yansheng is right, Qingfeng, you are in a very bad mood right now, you should calm down first."
Luo Qingfeng clenched his fists and wiped his tears fiercely, then nodded vigorously, as if to prove that he was calm.
"Yes! I will calm down. You must tell me about Yue'er."
Qiu Tingxu patted his still slightly trembling arm and assured him, "We will tell you everything we know. Don't worry too much."
He turned his head and glared at Xu Yansheng, whispering, "When can't you say it? Why can't you wait until after class?"
Xu Yansheng's eyes were cold and a little doubtful: "If you want to say it, just say it. Why do you have to choose a time?"
Qiu Tingxu was speechless, his throat choked for a while, and before the teacher came, he quickly asked: "Then why do you suddenly want to say it?"
Xu Yansheng held the cold black fountain pen and turned it between his fingertips, making his cold white skin look even more beautiful and slender.
"Because Yue'er just hugged him from the front."
Their heads were almost touching and they spoke in very low voices.
Even if Luo Qingfeng and Wen Lang wanted to eavesdrop, it would be difficult for them to hear clearly.
Qiu Tingxu was also quite curious, so he quickly asked, "You mean Yue'er never hugged you when she followed you before?"
Xu Yansheng shook his head gently: "No, she usually floats by herself, or lies on someone's back."
Qiu Tingxu frowned, "Then why does she like to lie on people's backs?"
Xu Yansheng turned the pen back in the opposite direction, opened the textbook with his other hand, and said the last sentence of the class.
"Maybe he's tired of floating."
The teacher had already walked to the podium, within reach of them so that they could catch the saliva of the teacher's passionate speech if they looked up.
Qiu Tingxu closed his mouth silently, thinking that he had made a mistake. Why was it another class taught by this Mediterranean teacher?
Although this teacher lectures very well, he also spits a lot!
Next time I will definitely move to the second or third row!
As soon as the teacher came in, he saw his favorite students sitting in the first row and nodded with satisfaction.
The passionate speech began.
Although it is passionate, it is too philosophical, leaving most people in a daze, not knowing where they are or what their hearts are thinking.
Qiu Tingxu was taking notes with his right hand from time to time, supporting his head with his left hand, and stretching his legs to the front under the table with very bold movements.
Xu Yansheng was even more amazing. He sat straight, not even looking at the teacher, just staring at the PPT. He seemed to be in a daze, but in fact... he seemed to be still in a daze.
But every time the teacher thought he was just daydreaming, he would call on him to answer questions.
To speak fluently means that the language is extremely concise.
After so many times, the teachers no longer think that this is daydreaming.
This is fucking entering the flow state!
Qiu Tingxu felt a pang of annoyance every time he saw the teacher looking at Xu Yansheng with admiration.
He clearly answered all the questions asked to him, so why didn't he get this kind of treatment?
angry!
He quietly turned his gaze to Luo Qingfeng and Wen Lang, and found that the former looked like he had lost his soul, in a daze, while the latter looked at Luo Qingfeng from time to time, looking extremely worried, but not daring to ask.
That inexplicable feeling of disharmony appeared again. What exactly happened between Wen Lang and Luo Qingfeng?
"Qiu Tingxu, Qiu Tingxu!"
A middle-aged male voice exploded above his head, and he stood up reflexively.
"arrive!"
The teacher looked at him with a smile and said, "Tell me, what are you thinking about? You didn't even hear me when I called you to answer the question."
Qiu Tingxu spoke without thinking: "I was wondering why the teacher's lectures are so profound, and people are so absorbed in listening to them!"
The teacher asked, "Then tell me what I said?"
[If you take a step forward you will die, and if you take a step back you will die, what should you do? 】
Qiu Tingxu grinned: "Teacher, although I didn't hear you calling me, I know what you asked me."
“If I take one step forward I die, and if I take one step back I die, what should I do?”
Qiu Tingxu repeated the question he had heard, and then said, "There are never only two choices in life. If I go forward, I will die, and if I go back, I will also die. Then I will stand aside and open up a broader and more developed path."
The teacher looked at him suspiciously: "You answered very well, but I'm confused. You didn't hear me calling you, so how come you knew the question?"
Qiu Tingxu raised his eyebrows and smiled ostentatiously: "Secret."
The teacher smiled and waved his hand, asking him to sit down: "You are smart, but a little naughty. Pay attention to the class!"
Qiu Tingxu lazily raised his hands to the side of his head, "Yes, sir!"
After finishing the last wave, he sat down obediently.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead exaggeratedly and went to whisper to Xu Yansheng.
"Xu Yansheng, it's a good thing that I can hear your voice every time at times like this, otherwise I wouldn't be able to keep my reputation as a top student..."
Xu Yansheng pursed her lips and looked at him, "What did you call me for?"
Qiu Tingxu quickly changed the topic: "Master Yan, Master Yan! Thank you!"
Xu Yansheng's expression softened: "Yeah."
Qiu Tingxu wanted to say something, but was called out again.
"Qiu! Listen! Xu! You're still so talkative even though you're sitting in the first row. Did you skip a grade in elementary school?"
Qiu Tingxu raised his head obediently, made a zipper gesture on his mouth, and bowed to the teacher.
——Please spare me, this great villain, teacher. Don’t just stare at me. There are people walking in the canyon behind me. Did you see them?
As expected, the teacher shifted his target and started calling out other people’s names.
"Wen Lang, you were sitting in the back looking at your phone before, but now you're sitting in the front looking at your deskmate. What's going on? Is there something on your deskmate's face?"
Wen Lang paused as he was trying to peek at Luo Qingfeng, and his face instantly turned as red as a monkey's butt.
In the past, if Luo Qingfeng knew that he was peeking at him, he would definitely be the first to tease him.
But he was really not in the right state today. After hearing this, he didn't make any other movement and just kept his head down looking at the notebook on the table.
He is not a major in this field and does not have any textbooks at all.
The teacher noticed it immediately and called on him again: "Student, I don't think I've seen you before. You don't even have a textbook. Are you here to take the class for free?"
Luo Qingfeng: Daze.JPG
Wen Lang blushed and answered for him: "Teacher, he is here to audit the class, you don't have to take it too seriously."
The teacher raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with auditing? Since you're here, you must listen carefully!"
"You, call his soul back to me! How can a young man look so distressed?"
"Did you hear that? Cheer up! Your life has just begun. When you encounter setbacks, you must bravely overcome them! Instead of wasting time by being sad and depressed!"
Wen Lang silently reached out his hand to pry open Luo Qingfeng's tightly clenched hands, and gently patted his palms.
"Qingfeng, Qingfeng! Come back to your senses."
His tone was gentle, just like his name.
Luo Qingfeng came back to his senses in a daze, and time seemed to have gone back to the time before they parted.
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