Chapter 2 Look at him

"Should be good."

"arrive."

"Wake up."

"arrive."

"Fu Xuechen."

"..."

At the beginning of the roll call, the students who did not take this class left one after another, and the students who took this class finally didn’t have to stand in the aisle, and chose their seats to sit down.

And Fu Xuechen, no matter what was going on outside, was still lying on the desk in a deep sleep, and there was no sign of waking up at all.

Ran Xing thought of the professor's fierce name, stuck out his finger and poked the arm of the same table, and reminded in a low voice: "Classmate, wake up, the professor has started to call his name."

Fu Xuechen slept quite lightly, and after Ran Xing's jab, he woke up, then sat up, leaning lazily on the back of the chair.

Just woke up, he was more or less confused, and his beautiful face was pure and blank.

It happened that Professor Gong Hui called his name again: "Fu Xuechen."

He replied in a slightly hoarse voice: "Here."

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to realize something and turned to look at Ran Xing.

Ran Xing thought he was here to thank him, after all, she woke him up and let him succeed in the perverted "Linear Algebra" class, which was definitely a good deed, but Ran Xing obviously thought too much, Fu Xuechen decided After looking at her for a few seconds, she looked drowsy again.

He didn't restrain himself from being drowsy, he lay down on the desk again and fell asleep.

Well, maybe she looks as bland and sleepy as Linear Algebra!

Ran Xing thought in a mess.

Over there, Professor Gong Hui expelled the students who were not in the class after naming them. He carefully determined that there were only 24 students in the classroom, and then began today's teaching.

Universities generally focus on research and less on teaching. Many professors are basically reading PPT in class, but Professor Gong Hui is very attentive in teaching. He doesn't even turn on the computer, let alone PPT. Swish" on the blackboard.

Ran Xing thinks about the credits and graduation, so she is naturally looking forward to "Linear Algebra". She is 100% short-sighted and never wears glasses. In this class, she took out her large black-rimmed glasses, placed them on the bridge of her nose, and stared at the blackboard. , with the rigor and seriousness of a scholar.

but

I don't understand what's going on? !

I'm getting sleepy, what's the matter? !

What's wrong with the upper and lower eyelids sticking together? !

Since high school, Ran Xing has found that learning mathematics, physics and chemistry is very difficult.

Chemistry is okay, math and physics are simply a hypnotic artifact.

During the college entrance examination, her parents were worried that she was too nervous to fall asleep, so she went to the hospital to prescribe sleeping pills in case she needed it.

As a result, before nine o'clock, she only read two or three pages of incorrect math problems and covered her face. She... had a rendezvous with Duke Zhou.

Today, the professor talks about linear algebra that she doesn't understand in a cadence, the chalk writes the subtle sound of "kakaka" on the blackboard, and the cicadas are chirping outside the window...

This situation, this scene, this situation...

Lazy and tranquil in an autumn afternoon, it is most suitable for a nap.

Anyway, she couldn't understand no matter how hard she listened to the lecture, she might as well seize the opportunity to supplement her sleep and learn by herself with plenty of energy.

The drowsiness surged, and the degenerate factors in Ran Xing's body quickly gained the upper hand, and she easily persuaded herself to fall asleep without restraint.

Her sleeping skills have been practiced since elementary school and have been tested in countless classrooms. It is different from everyone at the same table, Fu Xuechen, who slept on the table. His eyes were fixed on the desk book, and he held a pen in his right hand and hovered over the textbook...

Just looking at the posture, it looks like a good baby is making important notes and taking notes.

But in fact, she was already asleep.

It's just that he slept secretly, quietly, quietly, and unknowingly.

With superb sleeping skills, Ran Xing was rarely found sleeping in class.

However, there is an occasional accident-

"Wake up."

With a loud sound, Ran Xing, who had been sleeping lightly, was awakened instantly, and she subconsciously said aloud "to".

This is a skill she has developed in her freshman year, and she successfully clicked on it in her sleep.

But today she was a little embarrassed when she said "arrive". When she woke up, she found that the professor on the stage was looking at her earnestly.

Ran Xing was a little dazed, and the baby-faced male classmate in the front row turned back and reminded in a low voice, "The professor asked you to do the question?"

learn!

He gave his classmates in the front row a grateful look, and Ran Xing stood up.

Professor Gong Hui tapped on the blackboard and said, "This question, as I just said, is the elimination of linear algebra."

Ran Xing looked at the pile of formulas on the blackboard, as if reading a book from heaven.

To tell the truth, she knows Xiaoxiaole, how to eliminate linear algebra?

Ran Xing lowered his head with guilt on his face: "I won't."

When he lowered his head, his eyes fell on Fu Xuechen's head.

The "fairy beauty" is still lying on the desk and sleeping very sweetly at this moment. In the class of school tyrants who are staring at the blackboard with glasses on, they appear to be very maverick and fresh and refined.

However, what attracted Ran Xing's eyes was not that he was sleeping, but that there were two swirls on the top of his head.

The two swirls were juxtaposed on top of his head like two vortexes.

Ran Xing thought of the peak duel between Naruto and Sasuke for no reason. If the chakra of the two played two small

The tornado is similar to the two swirls in front of you.

She suddenly felt that two hair twists were cool.

But soon, she got rid of this idea. As far as she knew, baldness starts from the top of the head. If two hairs are long, there must be double the pressure of baldness, which is too scary.

"Are you not convinced when you see him sleeping?"

Professor Gong Hui saw that Ran Xing looked at Fu Xuechen with a paralyzed face, and his square face became more and more serious. He walked directly off the podium and came to Ran Xing.

Ran Xing returned to his soul, and immediately shook his head: "No."

Really not.

She just woke up, her brain was slow to respond, and she stared at the top of the head for a while.

Again, the two spins are really eye-catching.

Professor Gong Hui tapped his fingers on the table and called, "Wake up."

Ran Xing really felt that he should wake up a little, and immediately said "oh" obediently.

The whole class burst into laughter.

The corners of Professor Gong Hui's lips twitched, thinking that this classmate had a strange name, and said, "It's not you who called 'Wake Up'."

The whole class went crazy with laughter.

Professor Gong Hui's voice was stern: "What's so funny."

In exchange, the class laughed even crazier.

Ran Xing heard the laughter in the class, and was still a little confused, until her deskmate Fu Xuechen stood up, and her tall body blocked the light and shadow in a large area, Ran Xing realized that Professor Gong Hui's knock on the table was to wake Fu Xuechen, and She let out an "oh", as if thinking she was calling her.

Fine!

Sacrifice myself to amuse everyone!

Ran Xing is very Buddhist.

"This question on the blackboard, Fu Xuechen, please answer it!"

Professor Gong Hui said, don't know if it was Ran Xing's illusion. Professor Gong, who was always fierce, now has a gentle voice in his voice.

Fu Xuechen, who had just woken up, glanced at the blackboard lazily, and reported a series of numbers in a hoarse voice.

Ran Xing also knew from the reactions of the professor and classmates that it was the correct answer.

Professor Gong Hui motioned Fu Xuechen to sit down and briefly explained the answering process. Then he looked at Ran Xing and said coldly, "Sit down too, Ran Xing."

Ran Xing felt as if she had been granted amnesty, and immediately sat down obediently. She twisted her thigh with her little hand, and let the pain remind her to wake up. In the first class, she used such a humiliating way to brush her eyes in front of the professor. Don't think about passing the semester.

Not long after sitting down, Ran Xing noticed that her deskmate Fu Xuechen had been staring at her, and Ran Xing turned back subconsciously.

Fu Xuechen, who had just woken up, looked a little confused, his white and tender cheeks were flushed, and there were many grooves on his cheeks.

If ordinary people have such an expression, they are somewhat suspicious of stupidity, but in the era of looking at faces, such a small expression of Shengshimeiyan will only make people exclaimed that it is cute and cute.

Ran Xing stared at him with big eyes and small eyes for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he pondered that he might have a grudge against her for causing him to sleep in class and was found out.

She took a pen and was about to write a small note to clarify with him, but the sleepiness of "fairy beauty" emerged again, and then, in front of the professor and the whole class, she fell asleep on the desk again. .

Fine!

Maybe my face has a hypnotic effect!

Ran Xing put down the pen and gave up writing a small note to explain to him.

When Professor Gong Hui saw Fu Xuechen sleeping, he just glanced at him lightly and didn't mind at all. The meaning is obvious. If you can answer the linear algebra problem in seconds in class, you can sleep so wildly; if you can't answer it, you can Still have to listen carefully.

Even in college, people who study bully are privileged.

The first class is over soon.

After class, the baby-faced male student in the front row turned his head, pointed at Fu Xuechen, and looked at Ran Xing: "Classmate, you are awesome, do you know who he is?"

Ran Xing thought that Fu Xuechen had gained a fanboy. After all, such a perverted "Linear Algebra" class was quite high-energy to be called and answered in seconds. She nodded immediately and replied, "I know, Fu Xuechen."

The baby face was stunned: "You know that you still look at him?"

Ran Xing couldn't get the classmate's point: "Huh?!"

The "fairy face value" is indeed amazingly handsome, but it's not to the extent that you can't get pregnant just by looking at it!

The baby face talked eloquently: "People swept Qiu Sai and won the first Grand Slam in history during the summer vacation. It is definitely the light of our math academy. All mathematics professors are dear to their hearts. If you can't answer the question, you dare to watch it. he."

Ran Xing didn't quite understand: "Qiu Sai?"

Baby face explained: "Qiu Chengtong math competition."

Ran Xing, a liberal arts student, didn't know much about this, and looked blank.

The baby face had to say: "Then you know the Olympiad!"

Ran Xing smiled sweetly: "I know this, I even won an award!"

Babyface thought to himself, he couldn't see it, he actually won an Olympiad award, and he asked, "What award?"

Ran Xingdao: "In the third grade of elementary school, I won the third prize in the city's Olympiad math competition."

That was definitely the peak of Ran Xing's mathematics, after that, Ran Xing's mathematics was not very good.

When the baby face heard the words, he glanced at Ran Xing sympathetically with the eyes of the mentally retarded, and immediately said: "There is no need to brag about the award in the third grade of elementary school. , the difficulty is not one level at all.”

For Ran Xing, the Mathematical Olympiad in the third grade of elementary school has always been the focus of her whole family to brag about her. When Ran's mother and father brag about her, she usually goes like this: "You don't know how smart my family Xingxing is, she is in the third grade of elementary school. The grade Olympiad won an award..."

But when you go to a famous school, surrounded by crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and people like clouds, you will find that the Olympiad in the third grade of elementary school is not counted, even if it is really the glory of her and her whole family.

She smiled lightly: "I understand what you mean?"

The baby face raised an eyebrow.

As a liberal arts student, Ran Xing has no talent for mathematics, but is still very good at extracting the central idea of ​​reading comprehension. She concluded: "You mean, when I look at him, I am humiliating myself."

baby face:"……"

I just wanted to find a topic to chat with beautiful girls, why did it turn into a personal attack.

God, it's a complete chat.

The author has something to say: Read about the comprehension ghost contestants.

Fu Shen still hadn't woken up today.

Quietly sent a text, there are still people, moved, love Mumeng, bow.