Fang Huaiyuan lowered his voice to remind: "Stop nagging, the teacher is here."
Chen Mian fell silent and sat upright, not noticing that as he looked at the teacher walking in from the front door of the classroom with his head held high, Xu Yanfeng picked up the phone that was upside down on the table, calmly placed it under the table, edited a message with one hand, and sent it.
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In another classroom in the same teaching building, Xia Xi's cell phone vibrated.
The teacher had just arrived and was still fiddling with the projector on the podium. Xia Xi took the opportunity to turn on the screen of his mobile phone and took a look. A message was sent in the External Relations Department group, tagging all members and notifying everyone to go to the conference room for a meeting at 6:40 pm.
The other members in the group all replied "Received", Xia Xi tapped his finger twice and followed it with a "1".
After the last class in the afternoon, Xia Xi said goodbye to his roommate and went to the conference room alone.
There weren't many people there, so she didn't move forward and just found a seat to sit down.
Xia Xi's throat was itchy, and she covered her mouth and coughed, but instead of getting relief, the coughing got worse and worse, and she couldn't stop for a long time, and her lungs were about to burst. While coughing, she took out the thermos from her bag and took a big gulp of hot water. It burned her throat and it hurt, and the coughing symptoms finally eased.
"Oh, you have a cold." Zhou Xiaoyu passed by Xia Xi, as if they were very close. She put a hand on her shoulder and bent down slightly to ask, "Are you okay? Why are you coughing so terribly?"
Xia Xi shrugged and shook off her hand.
The two of them had completely fallen out ever since the sponsorship incident. In Xia Xi's opinion, there was no need for people who couldn't get along to put on a show. Unlike Zhou Xiaoyu, who had a concerned smile on her face, she might be cursing her in her heart.
"People who've been disappointed in love don't look as good as they used to." Zhou Xiaoyu sat down in the empty seat next to her and opened the notebook she used for taking notes. She didn't look at Xia Xi, but every word she said was directed to her. "I was busy that night and didn't go to the scene. I heard that Senior Xu didn't show up at all. You endured the cold for several hours and returned to the dormitory in shame?"
Xia Xi was still ill and had no mood to argue with her. He glanced at her face, and the look in his eyes as if he was looking at trash was piercing enough.
Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't laugh anymore under her gaze. She put away her hypocritical mask and attacked head-on: "Xia Xi, why are you so arrogant? You've lost all your face. You're still the campus belle of Nanjing University, but you probably don't know how everyone laughs at you behind your back, saying you're a cheapskate..."
The conference room suddenly became quiet. Zhou Xiaoyu realized something was wrong and stopped talking. She turned around and saw Xu Yanfeng walking in with a schoolbag in hand. Even the sharp hem of his windbreaker seemed so inhuman.
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