Chapter 13: Campus World (13)

The next day, Ning Xingzhou went to school early and happily stuffed the newly

bought schoolbag into the belly of the same table. Originally, I was still

struggling with how to send the gift, but now I have a fair reason.

Carrying ancient poems on his back, he looked at the door from time to time,

expecting it to be written all over his face.

When the early reading class was about to end, someone was long overdue. When

Ning Xingzhou saw the other party, he immediately laughed. He waved to Lu Yuan

and greeted warmly, "Good morning at the same table!"

Totally unexpected enthusiasm, smiling like nothing ever happened. Lu Yuan was

stunned for a moment, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart was

swept away.

He looked at those eyes full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth curled up

unconsciously, "Morning."

"Eh?" Ning Xingzhou blinked, did Lu Yuan just laugh? It feels oddly pretty.

Lu Yuan walked to his seat and found a brand new schoolbag in the belly of the

table. Shoulder camouflage, cool style. He tilted his head to look at his

tablemate, a little confused, "Yours?"

Ning Xingzhou shook his head and winked at the same table, "For you~"

Before Lu Yuan could refuse, Ning Xingzhou said again, "I was wrong yesterday,

so this should be regarded as an apology!"

Lu Yuan lowered his eyebrows, feeling even more strange in his heart, "I

should apologize for what happened yesterday."

"No, some people really don't like being touched, I'll pay more attention in

the future~" Ning Xingzhou rested his chin with one hand, and pointed at the

backpack with the other finger, raising his eyebrows slightly, "I bought

everything, not allowed. Oh refuse."

"Thank you." Lu Yuan gently rubbed the straps of his backpack with his

fingertips, and replied in a low voice, "Also, I'm sorry about what happened

yesterday."

He knew very well that the other party was releasing goodwill to him under the

guise of reconciliation.

He must have been humbled by his own handbag, he thought with a bit of self-

deprecation. The other party can always easily see through his embarrassment,

and then help him in his own unique way, but he can't seem to do anything

except accept gifts.

The hand holding the book strap tightened abruptly, and Lu Yuan put the book

into his backpack little by little, his lowered eyes obscure. He has to work

harder and work hard to be worthy of the attention of his peers.

[Influence value +5, the current influence value is 47. 】

The system prompt sounded, and Ning Xingzhou's eyes lit up, looking at Lu Yuan

with joy. When I first met each other, I always felt that it was difficult to

communicate with each other, but I didn't expect it to be easy to get along

with, and the influence value also increased very quickly.

He smiled and rolled his eyes, calmed down, and began to preview the content

of the first lesson. The first section is English, which may be the reason why

he is a liberal arts student in the real world. He feels very easy to learn,

and he basically knows the words, so he doesn't need to recite them

deliberately.

The English teacher's surname is Jiang. She is a very fashionable and wealthy

middle-aged woman. Her clothes in spring and summer are basically the same.

The English grades in the classes she takes are always at the top of the

grade. It is said that the trick is to spend ten minutes in each class to

memorize the text.

These ten minutes, for most of the class, are nightmare time.

"God bless God, don't beat me, don't beat me!" Ning Xingzhou heard Yu Qing's

whispered prayer next door, he felt amused, and couldn't help laughing.

The laughter was very light, but it was caught by the keen teacher Jiang. With

a kind smile on Teacher Jiang's face, he looked at Ning Xingzhou, "The last

row is a new classmate, right? Come on, memorize the first two paragraphs from

yesterday."

"Okay." Ning Xingzhou stood up calmly and finished memorizing it cleanly.

His pronunciation is a very orthodox British accent, smooth and elegant, and

it is a pleasure to listen to his endorsement. Yu Qing looked at him with

admiration on her face, her eyes shining brightly.

"The stars are awesome! The English is so good!" When Ning Xingzhou sat down,

Yu Qing called him excitedly.

It was so awkward that I forgot that this was Jiang's class.

"Not bad." Teacher Jiang nodded with satisfaction. After letting Ning Xingzhou

sit down with a smile, he continued to point to the next classmate, "Yu Qing,

memorize the next two paragraphs."

Yu Qing was stunned, and the smile on her face collapsed. She stood up

awkwardly, stumbling on her back, relying on the occasional whispered

reminders from the same table to barely pass the test.

The contrast between the front and the back made her flushed with dryness, and

she sat up straight throughout the class, and it was rare to listen to the

class with humility.

When the class was over, the sense of shame that made her fidgeting slightly

lessened. She moved the bench to the side of Ning Xingzhou, her voice dragged

for a long time, "Xingxing~ I am spoiled by myself~ Your spoken language is

very good, teach the children~"

Ning Xingzhou looked at the "strong man" in the shape of Xizi holding his

heart in horror, and got goosebumps all over. With all due respect, Yu Qing is

really not suitable for this kind of coquettish route.

Lu Yuan glanced at Yu Qing coldly, sneered in disdain, and cursed a nympho.

"Actually, the main thing is to talk, practice and memorize more. If you have

nothing to do, you can watch British and American dramas or something. What I

can teach... In this way, I will tell you about phonetic symbols on the

weekend."

Ning Xingzhou thought for a while, and then added: "Of course, the premise is

that you have to speak normally."

"Okay! Obey!" Yu Qing responded in a loud voice, overjoyed, her slightly rough

voice now revealed a girl-like shyness, "Oh~ I'm really looking forward to the

weekend tutoring!"

Ning Xingzhou shrugged helplessly, but was reminded by Yu Qing, he turned his

head and poked at the same table, "We agreed to tutor together on weekends,

don't forget~"

"Well, I won't forget." It felt good to be remembered all the time, and the

corners of Lu Yuan's mouth turned up unconsciously, and responded in a low

voice.

I will write down everything I promise you.

…

weekend.

Ning Xingzhou and the others were in a coffee shop in the center of the city,

and the central square was two hundred meters away. Private room design, quiet

atmosphere, quite suitable for study.

In a short period of time, Wei Ping sorted out the contents of junior high

school physics to Ning Xingzhou. Xueba deserves to be a Xueba. Originally, the

things that were in the clouds and fog were simply explained by him. At least

now, Ning Xingzhou can basically understand the topic.

Yu Qing and Lu Yuan seem to be two extremes, one is very talkative, the other

is extremely dull. Only when he encounters a problem that he has not

understood after listening to it for a long time, will Lu Yuan open his mouth

to explain a few words, and his words are concise and to the point.

Ning Xingzhou propped his chin up, waving a pen in his hand, and occasionally

glanced at Lu Yuan, who was studying hard. He now feels more and more that the

system is mocking him, no matter how he looks at it, Lu Yuan seems to be

studying very well!

"Master host! They're not trying to deceive you! What you just asked about was

junior high school knowledge, of course he knows! And bad grades refer to

total grades, maybe he just happened to have good physics grades!"

The system felt that it was being questioned, and explained it aggrievedly.

Ning Xingzhou snorted softly, noncommittal.

Yu Qing took advantage of the gaps in her homework to look at this and that,

of course, mainly to peek at the little prince. The appearance of Xingxing

really suits her too much, like a clean and delicate porcelain doll, which is

pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

But after paying more attention to the stars, Yu Qing discovered a serious

problem. Why is her little cutie always peeking at Lu Yuan? What's so good

about that tough stinky man?

She followed Ning Xingzhou's gaze and glanced at Lu Yuan, okay, he is indeed

handsome. But even so, it's strange that Xingxing would peek at Lu Yuan!

There was something wrong with Lu Yuan. He was so patient with a person, and

occasionally laughed. He didn't have the usual facial paralysis.

Shit, I suddenly feel so superfluous.

She unconsciously poked at the book with the pen, thinking for a while. Seeing

her absent-minded look, Wei Ping was a little puzzled, "What are you doing?

The book will be smashed to pieces."

Yu Qing was shocked and instantly recovered, "Ah, it's nothing, I'm just tired

of studying, and I want to go shopping in the next square."

Wei Ping glanced at the time and found that they had been studying for four

hours without knowing it. He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and

said, "How about we come here today? Just in time to play in the central

square and have a meal by the way. ?"

"Okay, okay!" Yu Qing agreed with both hands.

Ning Xingzhou did not rush to answer, but looked at Lu Yuan expectantly, as if

he was listening to his opinion.

Lu Yuan's mood improved uncontrollably, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Hey, let's go then!" Ning Xingzhou's eyebrows were curved, and he happily

packed his things.

Seeing their interaction, Yu Qing felt even more strange in her heart.

Although the reason is unknown, it seems that Xingxing seems to value Lu Yuan

very much.

On the second floor of the plaza, Yu Qing was catching up with a big promotion

of a skin care brand, and Yu Qing couldn't move. He was embarrassed to drag a

bunch of people to accompany him, and only brought Wei Ping with him.

Wei Ping wailed for a while, but he was defeated by Qing's arrogance and dared

not speak out.

"Then let's go shopping elsewhere." Ning Xingzhou really had no interest in

these skin care products, so he simply split up with Yu Qing and the others.

"Mmmm, bye~"

Watching Ning Xingzhou and Lu Yuan leave together, Yu Qing asked Wei Ping in a

low voice while picking up her nail polish, "Do you think...the two of them

have a very close feeling?"

Wei Ping nodded, "The relationship is pretty good. In the past, classmate Lu

Yuan was always alone, and his temperament was very gloomy. I was worried that

he would be depressed if he continued like this. Now he is fine."

"..." Yu Qing twitched the corners of her mouth and said angrily, "I didn't

mean that!"

Wei Ping looked inexplicable, "What's the matter with you recently? I feel

like a mother."

"Wei Ping, I'm ** you, uncle, you're just scolding you, right? Labor and

capital are women!" Yu Qing was very angry. She knew that communicating with

this kind of nerd was simply playing the piano to a cow!

The author has something to say: Hey, this chapter seems a bit boring, but

I've been too tired from work recently, and I don't have time to revise it

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