Insomnia

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The first class didn't talk too much, it was just an introduction to early Taoism, which can be seen in any monograph, but Tao Ling inserted a kind of Taoism formed by Taoism in the middle ages based on his own research when preparing the lesson. Way.

Although they were all things that he thought were valuable, the people below were not very interested in them, so he just passed them by.

"From this we can see that the fuji developed from witchcraft has been continued in Taoism... Let's take a look at this stone carving..."

Tao Ling jumped to the next ppt while summarizing. In order to "catering" to the public, most of the ppts were pictures. Just looking at it like this, he suddenly felt that this was not very good. There were some keywords on the slide, but there were too few .

Wen Qingying couldn't listen, she would probably be tired and confused.

This thought flashed through my mind, and the bell rang at the right time.

The people who were lying down and paralyzed a second ago straightened up. Tao Ling glanced at him, feeling helpless, but his face remained calm: "get out of class is over."

The chaotic noise suddenly became louder, and someone said: "The stone sculptures on the ppt are not as cold as his face."

The speaker was relatively close to the podium and did not think of the existence of a microphone. His voice was amplified several times, and everyone burst into laughter.

Tao Ling: "..."

The classroom was almost gone very quickly, with only a few people dragging their feet. After Tao Ling finished wiping the whiteboard, he turned around and saw Wen Qingying still sitting in the same place.

After waiting for a while, the classroom was finally completely empty, and the cleaning lady came in with a bucket.

Wen Qingying stood up and stood at the back door. Tao Ling got off the podium and walked across the classroom towards him.

After leaving graduate school together, Tao Ling actually wanted to ask Wen Qingying what he thought, but it was inconvenient to type while walking on the road, so he had to give up.

The two walked side by side, and Tao Ling suddenly discovered a fact - as a person who is used to walking alone, he is already very used to walking with Wen Qingying.

It's only been a month since I've known him.

Going out from the west gate, Wen Qingying stopped at the door of the flower shop.

Thinking that he still had something to do, Tao Ling waved his hand and continued walking. As soon as he raised his feet, Wen Qingying grabbed his wrist.

Wen Qingying's fingers were not only long, but also very strong, holding Tao Ling unable to struggle. The warm palm pressed against the cold wrist, and a slight strange feeling suddenly crawled up his back.

This was actually not the first time Wen Qingying pulled him like this, but Tao Ling was suddenly startled.

Looking back, Wen Qingying's strength just now suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. He let go of his hand and became polite in the blink of an eye, smiling and raising the paper in his hand.

After a pause of two seconds, Tao Ling also smiled.

The rolling shutter door was only opened halfway, and when I entered the store, I heard the clear sound of the glass door being closed.

The flowers in the store are still piled into shallows, leaving a trail in the middle.

After sitting down, Wen Qingying pushed the notes in his hand towards Tao Ling.

After flipping through it casually, Tao Ling was shocked. He raised his eyes to look at Wen Qingying, straightened up and started reading from the first page.

The first two pages are Wen Qingying's reading notes, and the last two pages are today's class notes.

Perhaps because he couldn't speak or listen, Wen Qingying wrote very quickly. The focus of Tao Ling's ppt was all on his notebook and his own thoughts.

After observing for a while, seeing that Tao Ling was obviously shocked, Wen Qingying showed a happy expression, and there was even a hint of embarrassment between his eyebrows.

Tao Ling was reading the last page, and he raised his finger to point to a question mark on it.

There is a sentence under the question mark, which is a summary of Tao Ling's class today: "The relationship between witchcraft, shamanism, and subjugation is complicated, can't it be summed up like this?" After reading the question, Tao Ling smiled.

He was thinking about how to answer in the shortest possible words, and while holding the phone, he said softly: "Wen Qingying, you are really too sharp."

Because the other party couldn't hear, Tao Ling almost never called him directly. At this time, the words "Wen Qingying" passed by his mouth, and Tao Ling was suddenly stunned.

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