Chapter 27 The God of Learning is cold and milky 26
She raised her eyebrows, retracted her hand casually, then slowly turned the corner of the corridor, leaned against the wall, closed her eyes and rested.
Soon...
"Ah! Who did it?!"
A sharp roar sounded.
Qing Wu opened his eyes, with a slight smile on his face and slightly cold eyes.
When I came to the door, I saw the English teacher carrying a plastic bucket in his hand. His hair and shirt were all wet, and there was a pool of water stains at the door. At this time, she was looking at the classmates angrily, trying to find the culprit.
There was silence in the class.
Qingwu stood at the door and straightened his expression, "Report."
Master Jue's sharp eyes shot towards Qingwu.
"Why are you late?"
Qing Wu looked innocent, "The head teacher came to see me just now."
She was called to the teacher's office in full view of everyone. She could find out this by just asking a random classmate in the class.
After asking for truth from the students in the front row, Mrs. Miejie nodded slowly and said, "Go in."
Qing Wu walked in calmly, and when he passed by the aisle, he saw Li Yaxuan looking at him with a bad expression.
She was evil and showed a provocative smile towards the other party.
Sure enough, the other party's expression became even worse.
When Qingwu sat down, the English teacher continued to roar: "Whoever did this, come forward! Don't let me check the surveillance!"
Slowly, two people stood up tremblingly.
Qingwu raised his eyes and glanced.
Two boys.
In my impression, those two boys were loyal fans of the beauty of Li University.
Master Miejie said "self-study" in a stern tone, and then took the two boys out.
Bodhi was floating in the space, a little curious: [Master, when are you going to deal with that bad woman? 】
It had obviously found out all the dirty information about the eighteenth generation of her ancestors, but the owner said that he would wait for an opportunity.
Qing Wu turned to his pen in boredom, "Almost."
Thinking of the things Bodhi checked, her eyes turned cold.
If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, there is some truth in this saying.
Since the people behind Li Yaxuan are so protective of her, don't blame her for uprooting her.
That afternoon.
Qingwu came to the hospital after school, but was told that Yunfei had been discharged from the hospital in the morning. She hailed a taxi and was about to go home, when her cell phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket.
It's a strange phone call.
But thinking of the sticky note she left on the porridge box today, she answered the phone.
As expected, it was Yun Fei on the other end of the phone.
"Hello, Yunfei?"
The young man kept his voice low and breathed a little heavily.
After two seconds, he said in a hoarse voice: "Classmate Lin, I feel uncomfortable..."
Qingwu was silent for a while, "The nurse said you were discharged from the hospital before your fever went down?"
On the other side, Yun Fei pursed his lower lip guiltily, "Yeah."
He held a pink sticky note in his hand
——Call me if you have anything.
The girl's phone number is also attached below.
After staring at this sticky note for a day, he finally couldn't help but call her at a certain time after school.
She said she called her if anything happened...
He feels so uncomfortable now. Is something wrong?
Will she come?
"Don't tell me, you still have a fever?"
Yun Fei glanced at the cold water in the bathtub guiltily, hummed lowly, and then added: "Low fever."
"..."
The girl was silent for a long time.
He wiped his dripping hair and said calmly, "Actually, it's nothing..."
"Address."
He was confused: "Huh?"
"Tell me your home address."
After that, Qingwu, who got the address, spoke to the taxi driver in front of him and the car turned around.
When she arrived downstairs at Yunfei's house, she did not go up immediately. Instead, she went to the nearest supermarket to buy some fruit, and then went to a dumpling restaurant to pack a dumpling.
This chapter... contains illegal content and has been deleted and modified a lot, so it may be a little incoherent.
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