Tang Guyi knew that Song Baojun was far-fetched, but his face became more and more beautiful. He smiled and said, "Okay, it's right, it's a bit promising. Since that's the case, I won't pursue you for the time being, sit down first. But you must listen carefully in class in the future, and things must not be eaten."

"Thank you, Teacher Tang for your advice, I have benefited a lot." Song Baojun bowed slightly with a very famous demeanor, slapped down, and felt a layer of hot sweat on his vest. He almost couldn't pass this level.

First, he used a long section of theoretical knowledge to prove that he had always listened carefully to the class and did a lot of homework in advance. Then he praised the professor's class as really nice. He couldn't help but eat on the spot. Professor Tang's anger was also relieved and felt relieved. How could he not take advantage of the rampant donkey? I was afraid that he would look at him differently from now on.

The subject only needs to be integrated for one day and it will be like this. It is not an exaggeration to call it a vulgar personality powerful.

As soon as he sat down, Guo Jun immediately grabbed Song Baojun's shoulder angrily and said, "Fuck your whole family, are you really looking for death?"

Song Baojun looked at him lightly and said, "I'm afraid you want to die, why don't we make a fuss? Professor Tang asked later, I can continue to make up, and there are a hundred different sets of sayings to fool the old guy. What about you?"

When Guo Jun thought that it was true, he retracted his hand awkwardly and said harshly: "Okay, okay! I want you to look good sooner or later."

"By the way, I just divided a piece of egg tart for you, why are you still entangled with? I think it tastes bad?"

Guo Jun almost got furious again.

Song Baojun ignored him and focused on eating the remaining fried chicken nuggets. The boy behind him who was originally disdainful, now looked at Song Baojun's thin back and actually looked up to him.

So what is Tang Guyi? He is born to be a scheming person who is not good at entering the country, and even the principal dares to contradict him in person. You either don’t come to class, but if you take his class, you must abide by his rules. Once, the son of a powerful director listened to the class for a few days and was sloppy. He was expelled from Professor Tang in person and scored zero points in the final exam. No one can say that love is useful.

Song Baojun was so good that he not only ate special snacks in class, but also made Professor Tang feel proud, but instead praised him. Are you other people so capable?

He had nothing to say for a while, and stayed until the get out of class was over, went to the cafeteria for lunch, and returned to the dormitory to repay the debts he had borrowed from several classmates. He first deceived the three-person group more than 400 yuan, and later a class teacher offered 500 yuan in condolences. He said that he was not much, but he was a little more affordable, so he felt very satisfied.

Guo Jun didn't go back to the dormitory and didn't know where he got involved, so there was no direct conflict.

After eating and drinking, tiredness came, I took a beautiful nap.

Song Baojun was so tired this morning that a weak otaku who had never trained suddenly ran for more than an hour and went to class without breakfast. The most important thing was that he suddenly merged with his philosophical personality. In just a short while, he took almost all his energy. Fortunately, Ye Jingchun gave him some food, otherwise it would be impossible to die suddenly.

I slept until the afternoon and was about to go to class, touched the phone beside my pillow to see the time, and there were two unread text messages inside.

In today's era, there are fewer text messages. Most young people use online communication software to communicate, such as Z-message and Fei-e-Tong, which does not cost much traffic. The most important thing is that they don't have to spend money and chat as long as they want. Nowadays, text messages are either arrears from mobile operators, a group joke between friends, or a false advertisement, and none of them are nutritious. Song Baojun has few friends, and the text messages they receive are basically garbage, so he didn't think about reading them.

In the afternoon, it was an elective course "On Calligraphy", which seemed to be talking about Ouyang Xun. Song Baojun hadn't taken this course for a long time. He thought about it, but he had decided to stop being addicted to the Internet anyway. What can I do when I stayed in the dormitory? Why not learn it?

Tan Qingkai didn't take a nap, and was curled up in the small recliner at the computer desk, holding the mouse in his hand and clicking desperately. Looking at his screen, it seemed that he had reached the last moment of playing the boss.

Song Baojun stood up lazily and lit a Heshui cigarette. He felt that his spirit seemed to be recovering a lot. He asked, "Akai, don't you go to class?"

"What are you going to do?" Tan Qingkai didn't reply: "What job can you find in the future when learning calligraphy? Will the employer hire you if you see that you write well?"

"That's not what it means. Practicing calligraphy at least cultivates temperament. If you take the leadership position in the future and someone asks you to sign a letter, the ugly words will also affect your impression."

Tan Qingkai was playing the critical step and responded impatiently: "I found that you are really nervous these days!"

Song Baojun thought that everyone had their own ambitions and could not force them, so he put on a shirt and went out.

When I walked to the stairs downstairs of the teaching building, a soft voice shouted behind me: "Oh, Song Baojun!"

Song Baojun had few friends, but no friends of the opposite sex at all. He also thought it was Ye Jingchun. When he looked back, he was shocked. The person who called him his name was Xi Caiwei.

Why were you surprised? Xi Caiwei was from Xie Qilu and her gang. She was one of the four girls who participated in the beating of Ye Jingchun yesterday. Song Baojun saw the injustice on the road and drew his sword to help him, so he helped Ye Jingchun up and slapped Qiu Jiali in the face, and directly became a mortal enemy with Xie Qilu. Is this girl calling him, is it because she wants to see the truth?

Suddenly, Xi Caiwei was already complaining with three points, dissatisfied with three points, and tempted by three points, and said, "Hey, Song Baojun, why didn't you reply to my text message?"

"What text message?" Song Baojun looked at the girl in front of him for no reason. Xi Caiwei was neither fat nor thin, with a moderate figure, and had a very likable bun face with a round face. When she smiled, her cheeks were full of flesh, making people want to go up and pinch her. However, Song Baojun couldn't like her at all.

"I sent it to you at noon today. Isn't your number 19812345678?" Xi Caiwei glared at her equally round eyes. She had thick bangs on her forehead, a slender nose, a small mouth, and spoke in the style of a Japanese female character. (The number is made up, if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence)

"Yes." Song Baojun suddenly remembered two unread text messages on his phone and said hurriedly: "Sorry, I've been sleeping at noon and forgot to look at my phone."

Xi Caiwei showed a sudden enlightenment expression and waved her hand and said, "It's okay, then you remember to reply."

Seeing that she seemed to be nothing about what happened in the washroom yesterday, Song Baojun was not able to say anything, and said vaguely: "Yeah, yes, it will."
Chapter completed!