Milk me quickly [E-sports]

Tang Ci looked at the dull person in front of him, with an imperceptible smile on his lips, and asked again.

"Can I sit here?"

"Ah! But... yes, sit down!"

Song Shi was a little stuttering when she spoke, and she didn't realize until Tang Ci sat down that this seat was originally occupied by Chang Ling.

Seeing her nympho look, Yu Yiran also knew that she had forgotten about Chang Ling long ago, so he poked her arm.

"If Lingling doesn't come, the art troupe has an event today, so take advantage of the opportunity."

After she finished speaking, she still didn't forget to take a meaningful look at the slender figure next to Song Shi, the meaning was self-evident.

Song Shi didn't dare to express his spirit, how could he dare to seize any opportunity.

I never thought that the person in the fantasy would appear in reality. If the other party knew that she had such a dream, he would definitely hate her, right?

Thinking of this, the joy and excitement in Song Shi's heart gradually sank.

After sitting for about 5 minutes, Song Shi couldn't help but peeked at the person next to her, and met the other person's gaze, and suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment of being caught doing something bad.

What can I say in this situation, hurry up, wait online!

"Do you have something to tell me?" Tang Ci said, his voice was clear and pleasant, with a unique ending tune, and Song Shi's heart throbbed.

When watching the replay of the game, she heard the interview of the WRO captain. Her voice was full of confidence and calmness. She stood there like a born king. Now she feels different from then.

Although he still has the same great temperament and dazzling appearance, but it is a little softer, not as sharp as in the post-match interview.

What should I say to get her attention?

Song Shi racked her brains and finally said a useless sentence.

"Nothing, I'll take a look."

Tang Ci nodded slightly, turned his gaze elsewhere, and raised the corners of his lips where Song Shi could not see.

Song Shi wished she could slap her. After thinking about it for a long time, just such a nonsense is a typical example of failure to strike up a conversation.

In the process of her remorse, Xiang Yan walked into the classroom, and there was quite a commotion in the classroom.

Song Xue came in after Xiang Yan, glanced around, found Song Shi accurately, and gave her a look.

Song Shi returned a cold look, and then continued to regret.

The younger sister conspired with her mother to implement a cruel stalking system against her, which is simply inhumane.

But fortunately she came to today's lecture, otherwise I would not have met Tang Ci.

Blessed by trouble?

It's just a little bit of blessing, and I have said a few words so far, but they are all insignificant.

Xiang Yan is 30 years old this year. He is tall and handsome. He became an associate professor at a young age. He is very popular in University B. Students from University A also secretly go to his class. Every class is full of seats. There is never a quiet time.

It just so happens that the two schools are close to each other, and they often communicate and study together. The principal of University A simply invited Xiang Yan to give a lecture at University A, fulfilling the wishes of many students of University A.

Although he is young, he is knowledgeable. He can explain a lot of obscure knowledge with interesting examples. Not only is he very popular among girls, but also quite a few male students like him, so the male and female students who came to the lecture today are divided equally, and there is no gender difference. deviation.

Song Xue sat in the first row with her back straight and full of energy. She was not at all like Song Shi who was lying on the table and observing flying insects like a salted fish.

"Then I've said so much, do the students really understand? I'll pick a classmate to get up and summarize what I just said."

Xiang Yan helped Fu Jinsi's eyes, and tapped the desk lightly, "Song Shi, please repeat what I just said."

People are still extremely sensitive to their own names. Even though Song Shi was already drowsy, she subconsciously stood up when she heard the name.

Seeing the jealous and handsome face of her little uncle, she was dumbfounded.What's the matter, why did you call her name suddenly?

Other students were also very puzzled. It was Xiang Yan's first time to give a lecture at University A. Why could he call Song Shi's name accurately? Is this the treatment of a goddess?

Girls: What's the matter with being a little sour?

If Song Shi knew what they were thinking at the moment, she would definitely shout: Do you want this blessing for you? !

It's a pity that she can only stare at her little uncle now, after all, she doesn't know what he asked.

"Song Shi, did you not understand?" Xiang Yan asked very "gently".

Song Shi: "..." It's not that I didn't understand "where", it's that I didn't listen at all, and I don't know what you said at all.

How does this make her answer?

"Teacher, classmate Song Shi is not feeling well, let me answer for her."

Xiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile.

"Alright then, Song Shi, sit down first, and let your deskmate answer."

Tang Ci recounted what Xiang Yan had said earlier, and added his own opinion. Xiang Yan nodded frequently after listening to it, and at the end he didn't forget to touch Song Shi.

"Student Song Shi, you should learn more from your deskmate, and don't miss out on class anymore."

Song Shi had no choice but to smile, and reluctantly replied: "Good teacher, I will definitely learn from her."

After Tang Ci sat down, he didn't give Song Shi a look, as if helping Song Shi out of the siege just now was just a routine.

Song Shi thought about it and decided to thank her.

During recess, just as she was about to talk to Tang Ci, Song Xue rushed over and wrapped her arms around her neck with a very intimate gesture.

"Student Song Shi, I would like to invite the teacher."

Song Shi had a headache instantly, and said with extreme reluctance: "Can I not go, I'm not feeling well."

"Tell the teacher that he has medicine, and the medicine will cure the disease." Song Xue had expected that she would make excuses, and she had already prepared her excuses.

Song Shi smiled but didn't smile: "I think it's the medicine that will kill you."

What kind of good things could my little uncle do with her, but to let her study hard and not miss out in class.

Professor Xiang, who is handsome and handsome in the eyes of outsiders, has fascinated thousands of young girls, but in private he is a staid and pedantic person, with a 30-year-old heart and a 60-year-old heart.

numb.

Song Shi knew that resistance was futile, so she had no choice but to follow Song Xue to the temporary office where her uncle was resting, and it turned out to be a long speech.

It sounds a little drowsy.

"Is what I said so hypnotizing?" Xiang Yan seemed a little hurt.

Song Shiqiang cheered up, looked at Xiang Yan and said, "Little uncle, can I make some immature suggestions?"

"Tell me, I'll listen to whatever you want."

"You are very kind to other students, and you don't talk so much nonsense. Why do you come to me, just like the ancient teacher, wanting to talk about the truth for a day."

Xiang Yan lit a cigarette with vicissitudes of life, and his eyes showed the love of the elders, "After all, I am your elder, and I always have a sense of responsibility to you. But I don't feel this way when I look at other students. Feeling like I'm just their older brother, maybe even their peers."

Song Shi: The case has been solved, and this is the root of the discrimination.

Song Shi answered a few words, and it was almost time for class, and when I turned back, there was no one next to me.

"Of course, Tang... I mean where is the classmate sitting here?"

"I didn't pay much attention, it seemed like I answered the phone and left."

Song Shi felt a little lost, and Tang Ci left before she had time to thank her.She is so busy, I don't know when the next meeting will be.