Her time is random, even if she can't, she will find a way to see him.
Seeing there, Sikong replied with a red lips expression.
She laughed and touched the corner of her lips, but suddenly remembered Director Qi in her mind, and remembered the dream she had had.
A dream that was real but dreamy and made her seriously ill.
She looked at Wan Haixiang, who was diligent in turning over the textbook and preparing to go to class on the podium, and quickly waved away the yellow waste in her mind.
The time Sikong saw was not so casual. Lu Mian waited for his reply after finishing texting with him.
When Xiao Qian arrived, he was one minute away from class. When he walked into the seat, he noticed that Lu Mian's face was a little unpleasant.
"What's the matter with you today? You don't look too energetic."
Lu Mian didn't catch a cold for this inexplicable concern, and his expression was faint.
Xiao Qian also found that he cared too much about her, and returned to the way he had seen it at the first time. He said coldly, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried that if something goes wrong with the first one, everyone might wonder what I did with the second one. So, I just do it for myself."
Lu Mian looked up at him and suddenly laughed.
"I'm fine. It's just a girl thing..."
When talking about the girl, Xiao Qian's face flushed suddenly, and he understood.
She came to that one.
He looked at Lu Mian deeply again, even if the professor was on the podium, he didn't care. If no one looked at her, she was indeed in bad condition.
She should have dysmenorrhea...
Xiao Qian didn't say anything. He just walked into the seat, met Wan Haixiang and the whole class's surprised eyes, got up again and went out.
Qu Weiwei quickly and eagerly gave him a way.
"Xiao Qian?" Wan Haixiang called him.
The other party didn't care, and he could only smile indifferently, "Come on, let's go to class."
Xiao Qian came in about 10 minutes later, as if he was still holding something in his hand.
The whole class paid attention to him and paid special attention to the golden prince.
Only Lu Mian didn't look at him.
She lay on the table lazily. When Xiao Qian walked in, she felt that the table was hit by him intentionally or unintentionally. She straightened up, curled her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Qian.
Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Qian took out something from his pocket and threw it directly on her desk. The speed is very fast, and the whole process only takes a few seconds.
Then he turned around and sat down nonchalantly, took out his textbook and started looking at the blackboard.
Wan Haixiang smiled at him and continued speaking.
Lu Mian stared at what suddenly appeared on his desktop, and was stunned: What is this?
She pinched the thing with her fingers, a thin piece with broken particles in it, touched something like iron powder, and one side was simply glued with double-sided tape.
At first glance, it is a temporary gadget.
The corners of her lips suddenly raised an arc, and she understood that this was the baby warmer Xiao Qian made for her temporarily.
They have a laboratory in this building and it is easy to get these things.
She was surprised.
Unexpectedly, the boy who once robbed her for a seat would also have such a side.
Although this thing looks very simple and rudimentary, it is warm at this moment.
She temporarily forgot the unhappiness that had happened between the two before.
Lu Mian accepted his kindness and put it on the clothes around his abdomen. Xiao Qian heard the movement behind his ears, and then he began to study seriously.
Lu Mian picked up a pen and wrote "Thank you" behind Xiao Qian with the cap of the pen.
Xiao Qian showed the first sincere smile after arriving at Yangfan Hotel.
However, Wan Haixiang, who was dancing on the podium, found that Lu Mian was distracted very early. A chalk head slammed over, hitting the position between her and Zhang Yanyan's arms.
Wan Haixiang knocked on the blackboard and said in a loud voice, "Look at the blackboard and read the blackboard. Is there anything I'm talking about on the table? Some students think they have learned all of them, right? Well, you can talk about this theory!"
He looked at Lu Mian directly, with a clear meaning.
Lu Mian did not refuse, stood up, glanced at the full blackboard, and said in a somewhat puzzled tone, "Professor, the answer to this question you solved seems to be wrong..."
When she said that, the class suddenly exploded.
The sound of air-conditioning was everywhere.
How could this Lu Mian do things like this? The professor asked her to answer questions, but she said that the answer was wrong?
Lu Mian's words are equivalent to questioning Wan Haixiang's authority.
Looking at the knowledge points and problem-solving process that he wrote down so hard, Wan Haixiang laughed angrily.
It’s not about face-saving things, it's mainly because of the other party?
Can the answer be judged wrong in one sentence?
He has been a teacher for so many years, is he still confused between right and wrong?
"Student Lu Mian, you carefully review the questions to see if you are wrong or I am wrong..."
After speaking, he seemed unwilling to argue with Lu Mian, so he held the stage very tired and shook his head.
Let her say, she just said.
Lu Mian pointed to the first formula on the blackboard, "From the first step, there is a problem with your calculation method. This question has actually been controversial last year, and the correct answer at that time was another solution. Many people don’t know the question method and answer, not the ones you gave. Although your method is mainstream, it is not right."
Lu Mian explained neither humble nor arrogant, facing an authority like Wan Haixiang, he did not flinch at all.
The classmates around were dumbfounded. She didn't want to talk to her classmates, but now she is still struggling with the teacher.
They are professors!
Is it possible that she doesn't know as much as she knows?
Qu Weiwei turned around and quickly hinted to Lu Mian, "My ancestor, don't talk, you are so ugly for professors! I think Professor Wan is right!"
The students next to him also echoed.
"Yes, Lu Mian, although you study well, you can't question the professor so casually!"
Xiao Qian hadn't paid attention to the blackboard. After hearing Lu Mian's question, he began to calculate in his notebook.
Wan Haixiang on the podium, seeing her attitude so strong, began to have a face.
This is the accepted answer by the teaching and research team. What is wrong?
So Wan Haixiang started the theory with Lu Mian from the first step.
Lu Mian was not busy or panicked, and analyzed with him with justification and evidence.
What used to be a good class is now a debate between Lu Mian and the professor.
Facts have proved that no pair of ears can obey the advice of others.
The two of them didn't listen to anyone's insistence, and the debate also escalated. Wan Haixiang quarreled with her red-faced.
Of course, the opinions of the students are still biased towards Professor Wan.
However, Lu Mian always insisted on his opinion.
She explained very clearly the first time, and the second time she explained her voice a bit cold.
Until the other party was still stubborn, she smiled mockingly.
"Professor Wan, it doesn't matter if you make a mistake, just correct it in time. If you remember your way of answering the error and encounter the same type of problem in the future, wouldn't you still not be able to do it?"
Being taught in person like this by a student who he didn't like, Wan Haixiang's face was completely lost.
She looked at the other person as still calm and calm, and then looked at herself like the aunt who was arguing, threw the textbook violently, and immediately became angry.
"You are the number one, you are great, then you become the teacher! I will not take your class!"
