Chapter 155: Why do people skip classes in Xiao Zhou?

"Small left, Zhou Jian is not a student of your class." Left fluffy listened to the name of Zhou Jian, suddenly a big head, dizzy, this guy is good, actually let Liang Laotou personally find himself, compared to him Not only did the section cry, but the papers also answered a mess.
However, even if he has zero points, Professor Liang should not specifically look for himself. Is this scribbling on the papers, or doing some of the best events like copying lyrics?
I thought of the left fluffy caution here. "Yes, Xiao Zhou, this person, younger, likes to make mistakes, but the character is still good."
Where is he now, I want to see him. "The old man snorted and said, he was a little excited, because he was anxious, and it really made the left fluff a little scared."
She was thinking about it. This week, she couldn’t eat and walk. Professor Liang has a great influence in the college. If he wants to engage in Zhou Jian, then he will die. The semester’s skip record is enough for him to be Ordered to drop out.
"Professor Liang, that... Zhou Jian’s family is actually very difficult. It’s really wrong for him to skip classes.
However, ... left velvet wanted to explain that Zhou Jian’s class was to work, and Liang Laotou said;
What happened to the class? Now the courses at Lingnan University are not worth mentioning.
3rd floor
Professor Liang is right, but Zhou Jian’s family condition is really... ah? "The left velvet smashed her over-extended eyes, and she only reacted to what Professor Liang said. Didn't he get it wrong?"
"Zhou Jian, this little guy, is very talented and very thoughtful." Liang Laotou was very satisfied with the evaluation.
Left velvet feels that his head is not enough. Although she admits that Zhou Jian’s character is good, it’s not easy to work it. However, Zhou Jian is based on the standards of the students. He is really a normal person. Escape the class, only play the game's mixed kid, is such a mixed kid. The two of them actually said that he was "very talented and very interesting"? ?
"Professor Liang, what you mean is" "A good seedling that I really want to think about. What is the most important thing for the literati? Is it mad? Is it right? It’s the bones! Those guys who are squinting for money and then have talents and what can they do? He is in my eyes, but it is just a clown who wants to shoot a horse. Why did Zhou Jian escape from class? That is not to be accustomed to our current teaching system! Lingnan University is now working on this set of talents."
8th floor
When the left velvet sat back on the chair, her current head was completely in a state of being down. "Why do people skip classes in the small weeks? It is not easy to get used to our current teaching system! Lingnan University is now working on this set of talents. Obliteration!"
This sentence echoed in the left fluffy ear, she almost wants to look at herself to see if this is a dream? Although I know that Professor Liang is a little bit young, but these words are a professor’s words?
God, what happened? What did Zhou Jian write on the paper?
"Don't worry? Contact him soon." Professor Liang urged.
"Ah, okay." The left velvet picked up the phone and wanted to turn over the classmate's address book. Then I thought that Zhou Jian's mobile phone had changed early. I couldn't do it only to hit his dormitory. No one answered.
"What's wrong? Can't find someone?"
"Yes"
"Where is his dormitory?"
"His dormitory is in the 21st, but as far as I know, he has not returned to the dormitory for two weeks? I called his roommate's phone to see if he could contact him."
The house was sold out. When I saw the couple staying in the room, the sales lady gave a sigh of relief. The gap between people was so big. I saw that the little boy was not big enough. The house girl had it. And the house is a high-end residential community, the sister is so perfect, and he is still dead. It’s so enviable.
After the sales lady left, Zhou Jian lay down on the big bed of the master bedroom. "It's so comfortable. It's away. This is our home in the future, do you like it?"
"Like." I really like this feeling.
Zhou Jian took a picture of the bed around him. "Come and try."
"Yeah." After leaving, he was lying around Zhou Jian and staying with him.

What is the feeling?

Very soft. "From the saying, in the Shadow Tribe, she said that the bed is just a piece of wood, and a bed sheet is a bed. If it is experienced in the wild, sleeping in a small cave is a common thing, uneven rock. On the ground, sleeping on it for a night, several times the Iron Man is also somewhat unstoppable.
The two men lay in such awkward posture, but there was no sudden feeling. Zhou Jian closed his eyes and enjoyed this tranquility.
"the host"
"Ok?"

When did you cultivate the spirit of the chieftain’s shadow?

"Ah?" Zhou Jian sat up, not to mention that he was almost forgotten, and the chief of Marco gave him a book. The mosquito above did not know him.
Immediately, I was placed in the inventory of the ghost murderer.
Said: "This is the task that the chief gave me to help the master practice."
"Oh, or start practicing now." It is indeed urgent to improve the strength. Although we can rely on modern weapons to cope with trials, if the level is higher and higher in the future, then it is not necessarily. After all, the power of technology is fixed. of.
There is no country in the book, every word in the book has been branded in her mind, she said; "then I dictate, the master remembers."
"Ok"
At this time, in the 59 Chinese female dormitory, an explosive news is rapidly passing.
"Wen Ting, do you believe it? Some people have a history of 100 points!!!"
The girl named Wen Ting just got ready to take a shower and was undressing. She folded the bra she had just replaced and said, "Don’t make it, how can it be? If you say that the math test is 100 points, I still believe that. If there are standard answers, if every class is attending, all the homework is excellent, 100 points is not unusual, how can the cultural history be 100 points, and there is no standard answer for that kind of thing, the teacher can't give you a perfect score."
"It is true, it is true, I saw it with my own eyes, Liang Yanmin checked."
"How come? Who's it? It won't be Liang Yanmin?"
At this time, Wen Ting is taking off her thermal underwear. The white cotton thermal underwear was picked up by her, and the white and plump body is ready to come out.
"No, you can't guess who it is, I will tell you directly, Zhou Jian!" "Who?" Wen Ting squinted, and half of the thermal underwear was put down by her. "Which week?" Jian Wen has certainly heard of this name, but it is very strange to the person represented by this name.
"Which is the other? Our class's predator, Zhou Jian, who has been in a few classes in one semester, I have confirmed that he has not heard of him in the history class."
Wen Ting grew up. "No, he is the relative of Professor Liang?"
"Impossible! Professor Liang's character, who is his relatives who are unlucky, his six parents do not recognize."
Wen Ting patted her head, it was awful, although the history of literature is easy to pass, but it is impossible to test the perfect score, she is digesting this news, another girl pushes the door in, it is her other roommate Rong Rong.
"Big news, big news, do you believe it?"
Wen Ting looked back at her. "You don't want to say that someone has a perfect score in the history of literature? Just heard that."
"The full score of the history of literature? No, I am speaking 98 points in English, some 98 in English, or English in class a!"
Wen Ting's eyes widened, 98 points in English? If the professional examination is high, it may be a good relationship with the teacher, but the open class in English, the whole school unified examination, 98 points? God, is this enchanting?
"Who? Who is so fierce? Really non-human." The culture is just a girl who Wenting said in the history of literature and history.
"You guess, you can't guess, if you guessed it, I invite you to eat."
"Not going to be" Wen Ting opened his mouth, "Zhou Zhoujian?"
Rong Rong instantly widened his eyes. "Can you guess this?"
Wen Ting wiped his face hard, is this a dream?
That usually does not go to class, class is also a decadent, a sickness is like Zhou Jian who is about to fall to the ground at any time, even before Wen Ting heard such a genius, she grinned, because she is also a genius Otherwise, it will not be easy to go to Lingnan University.
Genius is always a bit arrogant, Wen Ting has her own arrogance, but this time, she really has nothing to say, this is not a day to describe, it is enchanting.
"Small drink, I want to open it. Maybe you won the Nobel Prize for Literature in the future. You can follow it, right?" The scorpion smoked while smacking the shoulder of the little drink, but The smile on his face is a bit sloppy. "When the reporter interviewed Zhou Jian’s university, he would say that I am very grateful to the former roommate Wang Xiaobin for copying one for me. This is a very big glory for the semester homework. Maybe one day, there will be a text in the primary school language textbook called "Great Friendship 2", telling the story of your work for the Nobel Prize winner Zhou Jian."
"You don't hurt me, can you die?" The little drink was really crying at this time. He looked at the computer screen over and over again. "This is definitely cheating! Shameless! Too shameless." !"
"Save the province, can you rely on such a high level of cheating? Take the papers of all the people in the class and give you a comprehensive reference. You can't rely on such a high score."
"I am a guy who is really not a good thing, he must have known that he can win, set up a set for me to drill."
"What you said is that you are hitting yourself at the gun." The nephew was very glad at the time that he was on the verge of a cliff. Fortunately, my brother was wise, or else the bones of the pit were left. "Recognize it, I used to bet with him and I always lost."
"Scratch, you lost before you told me not to tell me?"
The blind man looked innocent, and he shrugged and said, "You didn't ask me?"
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