Origin

"Hi, Zhongyuan, when did you arrive?" Zhao Ying greeted Wu Zhongyuan warmly.

"It's been a while." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"How was your sleep last night?" Zhao Ying took the bag off her shoulders to find the table hole, but there was no table hole in the desk in the classroom, so she could only hang it on the back of the chair.

"It's okay." Wu Zhongyuan responded casually.

After Zhao Ying sat down, she tilted her head to look at Wang Xinran on the left of Wu Zhongyuan, "Who is this?"

"This……"

When Wu Zhongyuan was hesitating about how to make an introduction, Zhao Ying reached out to the other party with a hearty hand, "Hello, my name is Zhao Ying."

Wang Xinran tilted his head and glanced at Zhao Ying. After a brief hesitation, he politely shook hands with her, "Wang Xinran."

"Why does it look familiar?" Zhao Ying thought about it, "Oh, I remember, I met Zhongyuan on the road last night when I went out to eat."

Wang Xinran smiled, very politely.

It was 7:50 at this time, and there were ten minutes before class. Wu Zhongyuan glanced back and saw that there were more than 20 students sitting scattered behind, but the door of the classroom was crowded with people, inside and outside the door. There are dozens of them, including Li Jianjun, who was in charge of the reception yesterday. Don't ask, these are senior seniors who came to see beautiful girls.

If eyes can be used as bullets, Wu Zhongyuan has been beaten into a sieve at this time. Everyone, including the seniors and classmates at the door, are staring at him with very obvious hatred, fierce and undisguised stares.

Wu Zhongyuan is not a fool. He naturally knows why he is hated. He endured it for a few minutes, but he couldn't sit still. He stood up with his schoolbag, "It's a little hot here, I'll change my seat."

"I'm with you." Zhao Ying also stood up.

Wu Zhongyuan naturally couldn't say no. He walked quickly to the corner and sat down. Zhao Ying really followed and sat beside him.

Wang Xinran looked back and sat still.

As soon as Wu Zhongyuan left, a classmate immediately came to Wang Xinran's side. Just as he was about to sit down and chat, Wang Xinran slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the person who came. The latter hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't have the courage to sit next to her, so he could only move to the side. Moved, and sat down awkwardly.

Fortunately, the homeroom teacher came shortly after, and the seniors who gathered at the door dispersed in a rush. The homeroom teacher closed the door and began to roll names.

The enrollment in the archaeology department has not been ideal, and this year has not changed much. It planned to enroll 80 students in two classes, but only 30 people came to report, barely enough for one class, and there were only two girls, Zhao Ying and Wang Xinran.

The first day of class was not serious, mainly for some preparations before the class started. First, the head teacher introduced the school situation and campus discipline, and corrected the possible misunderstandings of the freshmen about archaeology. The so-called misunderstandings boiled down to one sentence, archaeology Not digging graves and stealing treasures.

The next step was Mao Sui's self-recommended class cadre. Several people who liked to be in the limelight enthusiastically signed up. Wu Zhongyuan sat and didn't move. He had never been a class cadre since he was a child.

Afterwards, teachers from various subjects came to meet the freshmen. Archaeology belongs to the sub-category under the Department of History. The main thing is to learn the history of the country, as well as the archaeological knowledge of various eras. Of course, politics must also be learned. To learn archaeology, you must first be patriotic. , In addition, morality must pass the test, at least not to steal national cultural relics at the excavation site.

The teacher said on the stage that everyone listened in the audience, and Wu Zhongyuan was no exception, but he did not listen to what the teacher said. Zhao Ying may have used some light-scented perfume.

If it is looming, it is refreshing, and the beautiful woman is next to it, it is strange to be able to concentrate.

"Are you hot?" Zhao Ying looked at Wu Zhongyuan suspiciously.

"A little." Wu Zhongyuan raised his hand to wipe the sweat, he naturally wouldn't tell Zhao Ying the real reason for his sweating.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, Zhao Ying stood up, walked to the window and opened it.

At this time, the teacher was speaking on the stage. Zhao Ying's move shocked all the students present, including the teacher, who frowned at her.

"Is it better?" Zhao Ying returned to her seat and asked Wu Zhongyuan.

"Much better, much better." Wu Zhongyuan was terribly embarrassed, everyone was looking at them, and he wanted to find a hole to get in.

Just when everyone thought that Zhao Ying's boldness stopped at this point, Zhao Ying took out a tissue from her bag to help Wu Zhongyuan wipe the sweat, "Are you having a fever? You sweated so much last night, maybe on your way back. It's windy."

Zhao Ying's voice was not loud, but the classroom was very quiet, and almost everyone heard it. Wu Zhongyuan had the heart to die. Zhao Ying's words were ambiguous, and it was easy for people to misunderstand.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't know how the classmates reacted, because he didn't even have the courage to raise his head now, and even the teacher on the stage couldn't stand it any longer. He coughed twice, "Some students, please pay attention to classroom discipline."

After finally making it to the end of the get out of class, Wu Zhongyuan stood up as if his buttocks were on fire, and left the classroom as if escaping under the extremely jealous and hated gazes of his classmates.

I thought it would be easier to leave the classroom, but I never thought that there was a group of seniors gathered outside the door. This group of people not only expressed their dissatisfaction with their eyes, but sneered at Sang and scolded Huai, 'Oh, the real version of The West Wing. ' 'Oh, what a Sima Xiangru. ' 'It's a quick start. ’

At this moment, Zhao Ying also came out. Seeing a group of people blocking the way to prevent Wu Zhongyuan from leaving, she stepped forward in a hurry, pushed everyone away, and dragged Wu Zhongyuan away in stride, "Ignore them, a group of toads."

At this point, Wu Zhongyuan wanted to cry without tears, "I have a hunch."

"What?" Zhao Ying asked.

"My college life in the past few years may not be very pleasant." Wu Zhongyuan shook his head with a wry smile.

"What do they do?" Zhao Ying turned around in disgust. "You can fight like this, but you're still afraid of them? If you talk nonsense, teach them a lesson."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly stopped.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Ying wondered.

Wu Zhongyuan was too lazy to explain, and took a few steps to find that Zhao Ying was still holding his hand, hurriedly waved his hand to break free, lowered his head and walked quickly.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Zhao Ying quickly followed, "What do you want for lunch?"

Wu Zhongyuan stopped helplessly, "Don't follow me, you didn't see it, they all wanted to kill me."

Zhao Ying smiled instead, "Why did they kill you?"

"Every husband is innocent, but he is guilty." Wu Zhongyuan sighed and shook his head.

Zhao Ying heard the words and put away her smile, "If you don't like me, stay away from you in the future."

Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer immediately. Chinese people pay attention to pauses when they speak. Zhao Ying said this in one breath without a pause. He couldn't be sure that what Zhao Ying said was, 'If you don't like me, stay away from you in the future. ' Or 'If you don't like it, I'll stay away from you in the future. ’

"Answer me." Zhao Ying urged.

Wu Zhongyuan still didn't answer. If you think about it carefully, the difference between these two sentences is not very big. As far as his inner feelings are concerned, he doesn't want Zhao Ying to be alienated from him. He just doesn't want Zhao Ying to be so obvious in public. This hatred Pulled, offended all the classmates and seniors in the morning.

Although Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer, it was equivalent to an answer. If he didn't answer, he didn't want to let people go.

Zhao Ying was still very satisfied with this silent answer, and waved at Wu Zhongyuan, "Let's go, let's eat."

Wu Zhongyuan sighed helplessly and followed her.

"Why are you friends with me, aren't you happy?" Zhao Ying pouted.

"I am happy, but it feels a little weird." Wu Zhongyuan said in a low voice, the incident happened so suddenly that he was not mentally prepared at all.

"Wang Xinran seems to be very interested in you." Zhao Ying smiled.

"Why didn't I find out?" Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

"There are a lot of things you didn't find out." Zhao Ying turned her head to look back as she spoke.

Seeing this, Wu Zhongyuan also turned around and saw Wang Xinran standing in front of the window with a cigarette in his left hand, frowning at the two of them.

"This person is not like a student," Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Huh?" Zhao Ying seemed a little surprised.

"Look at the cigarette in her hand." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"What are you thinking about? This is a university, not a high school. There are a lot of smokers." Zhao Ying shook her head and said.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't speak. For some reason, he always felt that Wang Xinran was not like a student, and there was no specific basis, just a feeling.

Just then, the phone vibrated.

Wu Zhongyuan took out his mobile phone and pressed the key to answer it. It was Lin Qingming, who accompanied his boss on a business trip to the provincial capital, and took time to visit him.

Hanging up the phone, Wu Zhongyuan walked downstairs quickly.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Ying followed behind.

"My brother came to see me, outside the school." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"I'll go with you." Zhao Ying said.

"No, I have to go back to the dormitory, you can do your job." Wu Zhongyuan refused.

Returning to the dormitory, he took the two cigarettes that the family gave him when he was in the hospital, and walked quickly to the school gate. Lin Qingming took time to come over while the boss was eating. He didn't stay long, so he had to leave immediately.

When he got to the door, he saw Lin Qingming standing under a tree beside the road carrying a bag of things. He came by himself, not with the driver.

Lin Qingming started smoking very early. The reason why he didn't smoke before was because he was struggling to make money and was reluctant to use them. Wu Zhongyuan kept these two cigarettes for him.

The bag that Lin Qingming brought contained a bag of pancakes, which Huang Ping asked him to bring along.

"When did you go back to the county?" Wu Zhongyuan asked. Earlier, Lin Qingming had been accompanying his boss on business trips.

"Yesterday afternoon," Lin Qingming raised his hand to look at his watch, "Is there enough money?"

"Enough, I worked part-time to earn some money during the summer vacation, and I haven't moved the ten thousand you gave me." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Don't work in the future, concentrate on your studies," Lin Qingming took out his wallet, took out a bank card and handed it to Wu Zhongyuan, "The compensation for the house has come down, 60,000, and the password is still the same."

"I don't want it, you keep it." Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer.

"I have a salary of 10,000 yuan a month, and I don't need this money." Lin Qingming handed it over again.

Wu Zhongyuan took the bank card and put it back in Lin Qingming's wallet, "Keep it for you to buy a house and get married."

Lin Qingming glanced at Wu Zhongyuan and put the wallet back in his pocket. There happened to be a taxi passing by. Lin Qingming raised his hand to call for a taxi, "I have to go, call me if you have anything."

"Brother, you must pay attention to safety." Wu Zhongyuan warned with concern that it must be very dangerous to be a bodyguard, otherwise there would not be such a high salary.

Lin Qingming nodded and reached out to open the door.

"Well, how are you and Huang Ping?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

"Don't get involved in the affairs of your lord." Lin Qingming was about to get into the car, tilting his head, his eyes suddenly stopped at the school gate.

Wu Zhongyuan turned around and saw Zhao Ying standing at the school gate, smiling and waving at him.

"You know this person?" Lin Qingming asked in a low voice.

"I know, it's my classmate." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Lin Qingming retracted his gaze and got into the car with a frown.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Wu Zhongyuan asked suspiciously.

"She doesn't look right..."

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