Chapter 7: The New Teacher
Early the next morning, Duan Jialin woke up on her own because of her biological clock. Looking down, the clothes that the two had taken off were messed up and put on the chair. Her head was in a mess. It's not that she can't remember, but when she woke up and faced such a scene, she was scared on the spot.
She isn't sure if she will be waiting for the other person to wake up and say goodbye or if she will be ruthless and just leave without saying anything and forget about each other from now on. Under normal circumstances, someone would only choose one. Tao Zhanqiu, after all, is a good-looking and good-looking evildoer, and he did it last night. She couldn't remember how many times, the two of them got entangled from the bathroom to the window and rolled back to the bed from the window.
Duan Jialin's waist and heels seem to be falling apart, which is the best proof of his passion last night.
She searched for a bra, top, and pants from among the scattered clothes, but she couldn't find any underwear. It happened that the person on the bed turned over, but luckily she didn't wake up. Yes, she put on pants and immediately fled the scene.
Her neck had a few ɦɨƈӄɛʏ marks, one red and one purple. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell what it was. She contracted her neck. When she returned to the dormitory, the other three were still sleeping soundly. The first class in the morning was after ten o'clock, she climbed into her crib.
Lying in her own world at this time, recalling the absurdity of last night, she felt ashamed. When it comes to experience, she has accumulated it all through քօʀռօɢʀǟքɦʏ. She used to talk about it on paper, but last night it was a real thing.
"Duan Duan, just ask for mercy." The girls' dormitory began to be noisy after nine o'clock. Classes after ten o'clock always need some time to dress up. This is almost a convention for adults. Makeup is purely special. So she's in a good mood.
Of course, except for today's Duan Jialin, she lay limply on the table, and while listening to Zheng Min's nagging, she tapped her chin on the table and nodded slightly.
"You can skip the first roll call at the beginning of school. Duan Duan, you have grown up." It was another chubby girl in the dormitory, named Ruan Mian, nicknamed Mian, in the vanity mirror next to Duan Jialin's bed. Organize your little skirt.
"What's the worst that will happen? At worst, I'll go to Xiaomei Wang's office to plead guilty."
Duan Jialin has already changed into a thin, high-necked bottom shirt. Apart from looking hot, there is nothing unusual about it.
"Your suitor came to look for you again yesterday, and waited for you to arrive until the door of the dormitory was closed. Tell me, where did you go fooling around last night." Zheng Min choked her neck with gestures, threats, and lures.
In fact, the suitor they talked about was Shi Jianghuai, who was in the same department as Jialin, and they often met in class, so they were already very familiar, but they refused to call him by his name in front of Jialin.
The two were fighting, when there was a bang on the table opposite Jialin, the sound of a mirror slamming on the table, and then a long-haired figure came out from behind, the door slammed down, and the remaining three looked at each other.
"Don't mention Shi Jianghuai on such occasions in the future; it's so embarrassing." Jialin spread her hands.
"I am afraid that everyone in the whole department knows that Wen Nan is interested in Shi Jiang, it can be said that Wen Nan's heart is known to everyone."
This matter has to start with the freshman year. Originally, Shi Jianghuai was not from their department but from the software engineering department next door. Shi Jianghuai came to Jialin every three days. At first, he thought it was her boyfriend. Tease her from time to time.
Later, she fell in love, and her partner was not Shi Jianghuai. They were well aware that her little suitor was tenacious. It doesn't matter this time; this Wen Nan's love for Shi Jianghuai is becoming more and more obvious, but it can't be achieved; she naturally vents her jealousy on Jialin. Normally, it's fine, but when Shi Jianghuai is mentioned, her face immediately turns red.
"In Econometrics, Xiaomei Wang specifically said yesterday that the teacher who came today is no worse than the previous one and asked the class monitor to roll the name in advance, probably because he is afraid that someone will skip class." Duan Jialin took the book from the shelf before receiving it.
She didn’t even write her name on her new book. She simply flipped through it a few times and looked in the mirror. She didn’t look very good, and then she gently turned over her collar. It was the most obvious blunder; if anyone else saw it, she would be mortified. There is no way to explain it.
The class monitor is in charge of the roll call before the class, and he usually turns a blind eye to it, especially using a soft voice and a little flirting, but this time it is not working.
"Come on, you hurry up and go to class, honestly. Today's class is a small class. There are only dozens of people in our class. Even if the class monitor can't let you go, if the teacher calls your name, what can we do?" Zheng Min said Duan Jialin should be dragged.
Duan Jialin was really sore all over and had no strength at all. She didn't even eat breakfast, and she was coaxed and tricked into the classroom by two other people.
Usually at this time, only the first row of seats is vacant because it is under the nose of the teacher, no one is happy, and everyone rushes to the classroom early to grab the back row of seats. Only the front row is left to be picked by others who arrived late.
Duan Jialin shrank her neck, and the three of them rushed to the classroom one minute before class and sat in the first row of seats.
"Hey, Duan Duan, look quickly; this teacher is a top-notch teacher."
Duan Jialin lowered her head as soon as he entered the classroom, someone had entered the room right after them, and Zheng Min sat on her right, constantly elbowing her.
"Ah?" The intense scene from last night was flashing through her mind, and when she was suddenly touched by Zheng Min, she unconsciously said "ah", and the whole classroom was very quiet, which made her sound very clear.
"Does this classmate have any questions?" A slightly deep male voice on the podium recalled the moment when it came into her ears, her limbs were tense, and she froze.
This voice seemed to have just flashed past her ears—the galloping voice that screamed at her last night.
Duan Jialin's heart skips a beat; his voice is something that she couldn't easily forget, and she felt that she had been hallucinating as she kept on hearing his voice.
She still lowered her head, slowly glanced at the people on the podium from the corner of her eye, and her eyes gradually moved up.
black suit trousers with straight lines, and the trousers have been ironed meticulously without any wrinkles.
A little further up is a pure white shirt; the hem of the shirt is tucked into the trousers, and a black belt is tied around the waistline. His sleeves are half rolled up, revealing the lines of his forearms. He definitely looks very neat and respectable. further up, huh? There is something suspected of being a hickey on the collar of the shirt, and there is a trace of being scratched on the left side.
"Duan Jialin, stand up and raise your head."
Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, the person on the podium called her name directly.
"What class is it today?" She flipped through the brand-new class schedule. This class was newly opened, and the teacher hadn't been announce yet.
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