Chapter 28 Graduation

Fu Xuechen pushed his bicycle and walked forward. In the clean and bright light of noon, the boy wearing the simplest Tee and jeans had picturesque features, elegant appearance, and a kind of fairy spirit.

However, Fu Xuechen didn't have the cool, unattainable and holy taste of immortals at all. On the contrary, he was always casual and talkative, so he was full of demonic energy.

From fairy to monster.

Fu Xuechen is like a thousand-year-old fox.

Ran Xing had an inexplicable feeling... unstoppable.

In fact, when he asked for her timetable and WeChat in the first online substitute class, she vaguely felt that he meant something to her, but Fu Xuechen's immortal appearance and the halo of the shining Xueba God on his head were too much. It was deceptive, she had never thought about it that way.

But the truth is, from the first meeting, he started flirting with her.

It's just that he used to be secretly flirting. Last night, he was rejected. It stands to reason that he should give up, but, not at all. On the contrary, he became more and more brave, and he directly upgraded to version 2.0.

The 2.0 version of Fu Xuechen was open-minded, outrageously direct, and known to the world, so that she could no longer avoid the fact that "he was soaking her"...

Ran Xing glanced at the boy beside him from the corner of his eyes, feeling that he was no match for this thousand-year-old vixen.

Can't be provoked, we can hide.

Slip away, slip away.

Ran Xing ignored him, but spread his feet again and ran to the Eastern Church.

Fu Xuechen didn't mind seeing her running away.

This girl is a very principled and bottom-line person, and her character is quite stubborn. She does not intend to accept him, nor does she intend to play with him, and she will not accept his kindness.

Granted, her refusal frustrates him, but he still likes her character.

He bowed his head and smirked, chasing after riding his bicycle again.

Fu Xuechen didn't flick her into the back seat of his car anymore, but followed him slowly on his bicycle. Even because he was bored, he even took out his mobile phone and glanced at it from time to time, replying a few WeChat messages or something.

Ran Xing ran until she was about to die. Running like this on a hot day, she was sweating all over her body, even her forehead was sweaty, and the sweat was about to flow into her eyes, so Ran Xing could only raise her hand to wipe it from time to time.

Running like this at noon was frustrating enough, but next to him, there was a reference object. The reference object was riding a bicycle while playing with his mobile phone leisurely without breaking a sweat. In contrast, Ran Xing became more and more calm. accurate.

Riding a bicycle and playing with a mobile phone, you are not afraid of being disfigured in a car accident!

Ran Xing thought maliciously in his heart, gritted his teeth angrily, and ran.

Fortunately, no matter how far away there is an end, Ran Xing hurried to the classroom. Although she was a lot late, she was only a few minutes late. She gasped and pushed the door open and called "Report".

On the podium, when Professor Gong Hui saw Ran Xing who was late, his serious and condensed square face flashed a little displeased, and he said angrily, "Come in."

Ran Xing just stepped into the classroom, and behind her, Fu Xuechen, who was later than her because of locking the bike, called out "report" indifferently.

Professor Gong Hui's expression is quite calm and gentle, and his voice is soft: "Come in!"

After a pause, he added, "This class is a bit easy for you. If you don't want to take it, you won't take it in the future. Don't worry about the grade point."

Ran Xing: "…………"

Discuss the difference in treatment between scumbags and tyrants.

She came to class tremblingly but was still on the verge of failing the class. Fu Xuechen didn't come to class and the professor still gave the green light to give full marks.

Farewell! not see!

Ran Xing glanced at the somewhat empty classroom. She originally wanted to choose a seat with only one vacant seat in the front row to avoid Fu Xuechen, but she was sweating all over, and was somewhat unseemly. She was a little fairy who lived by beauty. Some goddesses are burdened, and in the end, she deliberately chose a position in the back row to avoid the crowd.

Fu Xuechen naturally followed.

Ran Xing quickly took the pencil case and teaching materials from the canvas bag and concentrated on listening to the class. She ran so fast that she was still breathing heavily even when she sat down.

Fu Xuechen was sitting on the right side of her. As soon as he tilted his head, he saw Han Cencen's puffy side face after exercising. Her cherry mouth was slightly open, and she breathed heavily through her mouth, causing her entire chest to rise and fall. of.

And unlike boys who are sweaty after exercising, the body odor of the little girl just after running has evaporated, and it smells surprisingly good, a very light sweet fragrance.

In the past, Fu Xuechen read an emotional blogger's soft article, which was mostly about the chemical reaction between men and women. Hormones are Barabara. Among them, it was mentioned that smell is also a type of hormone. Love is not only liking this person, but even includes Obsession with her scent.

At that time, Fu Xuechen thought that this hydrology was a waste of my youth and I was too boring to read it, but now, seeing the little girl gasping for breath after exercising, and smelling the sweet scent she exudes, Fu Xuechen only felt that his body was useless. A series of chemical reactions began to save him, his dopamine and serotonin secretions were about to explode, and the adrenaline surged, driving his heart to beat wildly, and then, his Adam's apple rolled, desires and sins abounded, and he was full. Words like "cute, want to sleep" all over my head.

He stared at her fixedly, Cen Hei's eyes hid his own conscious obsession.

He has lived in this world for nearly nineteen years. In the first twelve years, he was ignorant and naive, and in the next seven years, he became more familiar with the world. In his ordinary life, there was a little disappointment. He was tortured by insomnia and was on the verge of sudden death.

Ran Xing is the only girl who can give him redemption, and this redemption is not only for life, but even for soul.

Fu Xuechen was absolutely certain that he liked her, her appearance, smell, personality...

It's just that she doesn't like him and keeps rejecting him.

So, there is cruelty in the sweetness, scum in the sugar, and a little sadness in the happiness.

But he was too young, with all the fearlessness and sincerity that young people have, so he was a little obsessed with this feeling of "love but not, longing for obedience", as if it was no big deal if he couldn't catch up. Chase first, the important thing is never the process.

This kind of emotion can't be suppressed at all, and he doesn't want to suppress it, he just intends to indulge and sink.

Fu Xuechen picked up the pen and paper, wrote down a line of words, and asked, "Ran Xing, how can you be with me?"

Then, push it over.

Ran Xing was dazed when he saw the large characters on the notebook with a simple and cool design.

Fu Xuechen's words are sloppy, flamboyant and unrestrained. Just by reading this word, you can see that his character is not as well-behaved as his appearance, and he has never been the kind of scholar who only knows how to study.

No, he was restless and wanted to fall in love.

Ran Xing really didn't want to delay the future winner of the Fields Medal, the math god, and refused as usual. Duan Fang Xiaokai wrote: "I can't be with you."

Fu Xuechen wrote three question marks in a row to express his doubts.

Ran Xing refused everyone to have a routine, and wrote: "My family is from Chengdu, and my parents want me to graduate back to Chengdu, so I don't plan to fall in love in college."

It's nothing more than a clichéd regional issue.

Fu Xuechen looked at the words of rejection, and he was inexplicably familiar with them. His memory was astonishingly good. He naturally thought that the girl at the entrance of the cafeteria had used these words to reject a handsome oil-headed Xiaokai not long ago.

At that time, he never thought that this rhetoric would also be used on himself.

Fu Xuechen only felt that there were countless small arrows shot in his heart.

Thousands of arrows pierce the heart.

He almost vomited blood.

This girl is really lazy, she refuses to change people's opinions, she has no sincerity at all! ! ! Not at all distracted! ! !

Fu Xuechen laughed in anger, lowered his head and wrote a line of words and pushed it over again.

Although it is destined to be rejected, but let's flirt with it first, in case one day you get it!

Before Ran Xing could see Fu Xuechen's answer, a large hand had already taken the notebook and looked down.

Busy rejecting Fu Xuechen, Ran Xing didn't even notice that Professor Gong Hui was standing beside him.

She swallowed, looked up at the ruthless and severe Professor Gong, and exclaimed in her heart, cold, cold.

I became familiar in front of the professor by sleeping in class, and was disliked by the professor for being late, and now there is a note...

Her linear algebra couldn't be cooler.

Ran Xing bowed his head silently and was ready to be trained. Professor Gong Hui glanced at the contents of the notebook, looked at Fu Xuechen, frowned and asked with concern, "Aren't you going to study abroad after your undergraduate studies?"

The students of the famous school have a bright future, and even the middle school students can go to Qingbei for postgraduate studies, and the top primary school, the TOP20 full award, Fu Xuechen is obviously the kind of person who can get a full scholarship to go to the world-class top A scholar of a prestigious school.

The future that belongs to Fu Xuechen is absolutely prosperous.

Ran Xing glanced at him, and once again felt the different worlds of the same school. Fu Xuechen could easily go abroad for further studies, and it seemed extremely difficult for her to graduate.

Fu Xuechen shook his head: "No."

Professor Gong pointed his index finger to Ran Xing: "You really plan to go to Chengdu with her after graduation!"

Ran Xing: "……………………"

I stand so far, I can lay a gun.

Fu Xuechen smiled softly, leaning lazily on the back of the folding chair, his voice low and sweet: "Yes, go to Chengdu with her after graduation."

Ran Xing: "…………"

Speechless again.

In the whole class, all the students looked back together, and in their eyes, they were all envied by being fed a mouthful of dog food.

Ran Xing was stunned for a moment, and she felt that it shouldn't be like this. She didn't like Fu Xuechen, and she didn't want everyone to think that she was already with Fu Xuechen.

With a little bit of rebelliousness, she complained: "Teacher, can't you control him? He's full of mouth..." I don't like him at all.

But before she could finish speaking, Professor Gong Hui interrupted: "Ran Xing, you are a college student, not a high school student, I'll take care of your sleeping in class, take care of you passing notes in class, and even take care of you flirting in class. ."

The voice fell, and the whole class burst into laughter.

Professor Gong Hui stopped and said, "Don't laugh."

The whole class hahahahaha, laughing even more crazy.

Ran Xing silently shut her mouth, she thought she was stupid, the line substitute made it clear that it was Fu Xueshen's home court, and she challenged his majesty at Fu Xueshen's home court, but she was humiliating herself.

Forget it, endure it!

As for being laughed at, whatever, she doesn't care.

Over there, after Professor Gong finished speaking, he threw the notebook back in front of Ran Xing with a serious expression, and Ran Xing finally saw Fu Xuechen's answer.

At the end of the paper, there is Fu Xuechen's dashing script: "I will go to Chengdu with you after graduation!"

The author has something to say: Fu Shen: Pass the note and tease it.

A bit stuck yesterday, no update.

This chapter issued 50 red envelopes to apologize.

Feeling that there are fewer and fewer readers, Cheng hastily cried.