Sun Mingfei thought about it, listened to Wen Ying's advice, and decided not to rush into a relationship with the boy.
At that time, Sun Mingfei felt that Wen Ying was very wise and could be regarded as the emotional mentor of the entire dormitory.
Now Sun Mingfei suspects that Wen Ying is talking nonsense... Although Wen Ying refuses to admit it, her three roommates, including Sun Mingfei, now think that Wen Ying has never been in a relationship at all!
The protagonist of tonight’s dormitory chat must be Wen Ying!
Wen Ying didn't know what her roommates were thinking.
In this public class, Wen Ying was frequently distracted.
I was in the classroom, but my mind was somewhere else.
I wonder if Xie Qian has completed the formalities?
Xie Qian probably won't live on campus as he still needs rehabilitation.
If he needs rehabilitation, he can't take too many courses. Add to that the courses he missed before, and I don't know how Xie Qian will negotiate with the school... Well, thinking about it this way, it's really troublesome for Xie Qian to return to school now. It would be better for him to report from next semester so that he doesn't have to go through so much trouble coordinating courses.
Xie Qian hates trouble the most.
But Xie Qian endured the trouble and returned home early, and Wen Ying couldn't control her joy.
Xie Qian, who has always been very principled, always changes some principles for her. How can Wen Ying control her excited girlish heart?
Plop.
Plop, plop, plop.
Wen Ying's reaction time in this regard was indeed quite long. She had already pushed Xie Qian around the campus when her heart began to beat faster.
Perhaps it was the uncontrollable smile on Wen Ying's face that caught the teacher's attention and he called Wen Ying's name.
"Ms. Wen seems to have her own opinion. Let's listen to her."
Ah, what do you think?
Wen Ying looked confused. Sun Mingfei poked her leg under the desk and pointed to a paragraph in the textbook.
Wen Ying got the hint, racked her brains, and stammered out her opinion.
The teacher was reluctantly satisfied. "Okay, sit down. Listen carefully and you will gain a deeper understanding."
The teacher did not criticize Wen Ying, but Wen Ying felt embarrassed and her face was burning.
In the second half of the class, Wen Ying didn't dare to think about anything else and listened attentively.
Public courses are not professional courses, but they are also very valuable.
This is how it is in college. Some students like to cram for key points before exams, just to avoid failing.
Some students are still as serious as they were in high school, wanting to get high scores in every course and naturally get various scholarships.
For the same popular public course textbook, you can just skim through it or study it in depth... The teacher will not force the students, it all depends on the students' personal ideas.
When Wen Ying was distracted frequently, she felt that time passed very slowly.
If you stop being distracted, time will pass quickly.
The bell rang and the teacher left first. Wen Ying followed the teacher and left. Sun Mingfei and the other two stomped their feet.
“You run so fast!”
"Forget it, let her run away. The monk may run away, but the temple cannot."
"Yes, yes, yes, she has to go back to the dormitory to sleep at night. Then we can torture her to extract a confession!"
"Not even at night, she has class next period!"
That’s right.
I was so angry at Wen Ying that I forgot I still had a class.
Wen Ying went to the corridor to call Xie Qian, and it turned out that Xie Qian had not done it well.
"The school understands my situation, but now that I can use a wheelchair to get around, they hope I can try to attend all the classes I need to take."
The school schedule wasn't designed just for Xie Qian; he could count the classes he'd missed, and he shouldn't miss the rest of the classes. The school had a schedule, and the doctor's rehabilitation schedule had a schedule, so when the two conflicted, both parties had to sit down and coordinate.
Wen Ying was worried about Xie Qian, "Do you want me to come over?"
Xie Qian laughed, "Don't you need to coordinate when you come over? Go to class first, and I'll come find you after you finish class."
Many things may seem troublesome, but as long as both parties are sincere in resolving the issue, a compromise can always be found.
Wen Ying finished the second class by herself.
No matter how her roommates questioned her, Wen Ying refused to confess the "interceptor from outside the school" - there was no such thing as an interceptor from outside the school, so how could she confess?
After class, Wen Ying was pestered by her roommates and surrendered: "She's from our school, in the mathematics department, a freshman this year. Don't let your imagination run wild, we're just high school classmates... Of course, we were close in high school!"
At least now, we are still old classmates and good friends!
Wen Ying didn't feel guilty at all when she introduced herself like this.
Department of Mathematics, old classmates, good friends?
I understand these three words separately, but what do they mean together?
We have been roommates for such a long time. Apart from going out to party with friends on weekends, Wen Ying's every move at school is always part of the group.
Classrooms, cafeterias and dormitories, plus a library and playground.
With so many eyes watching, how did Wen Ying do her underground work?
And in the mathematics department, many people don’t like socializing or participating in activities, which makes people feel a little bored.
So this is the one Wen Ying likes?
A dull freshman from the mathematics department defeated the captain of the basketball team, the richest man in Aurora University, and a talented student from the journalism department. Who would believe this if they told others?
With such doubts, the roommates wanted to discuss it in depth with Wen Ying. Wen Ying didn't know what she saw, so she ran down the stairs in two steps.
Her boy was at the foot of the stairs.
The three roommates watched Wen Ying run to the wheelchair and watched Wen Ying lower her head and talk to the boy in the wheelchair.
The boy looked up and nodded slightly at the three of them.
The three girls felt dizzy.
My thoughts at this moment were similar to Rukawa Kaede's: Where did this person come from?!
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