Jiang Qin only focused on defending his friend, but he had no idea that he had opened up new ideas for Feng Nanshu.
If a good friend can hug you, then you can hug him every day. Just like if a friend can hold your hand, then you can hold your little hand every day.
After eating, Jiang Qin sent the little rich woman back to her dormitory, then took off her coat and put it on, returned to the dormitory, turned on her computer, and watched an episode of “Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf”.
Damn, is this the Qingqing Prairie Club? Why is this beautiful sheep getting more and more sexy the more I look at it?
Jiang Qin was a little restless for some reason, so he took out a flower and smoked it for a long time.
“Lao Jiang, I can understand your springy expression. After all, it is spring now, but why do you keep staring at the beautiful sheep when you are springing?”
Cao Guangyu sat on the bed with a very confused expression.
The Shenzhen typhoon has stopped work, and I haven’t gotten my computer back yet. Please don’t mind if there are a few typos. Please vote for me.
The next morning, Jiang Qin got up from the bed and shouted for class, which made the three guys in the dormitory look confused.
“You actually go to class, are you bragging?”
“I’ve been away from the people for too long. It’s time to return to class.” Jiang Qin rolled up his trousers.
Cao Guangyu looked at him carefully: “Why are the dark circles under your eyes so heavy? Did you have insomnia last night?”
“No, I slept soundly.”
Zhou Chao said as he got out of bed: “Brother Jiang, you didn’t fall asleep yesterday, right? I heard you tossing and turning, as if your body was on fire. You woke me up several times.”
Jiang Qin chuckled and became intermittently deaf.
You guys are talking about your Brother Jiang and it’s none of my business, Jiang Qin. Does it mean that he can’t sleep because I have insomnia?
Jiang Qin grabbed a handful of pistachios from the table and stuffed them into his pocket, then dragged F3 in the dormitory to have breakfast, and swaggered to the teaching building.
Classes 3 and 4 were in class again, and many people gathered in the lecture theater. They all looked surprised when they saw Jiang Qin, and some even looked like they had seen a ghost.
“Let me go. I can still see Jiang Qin in my lifetime?”
“I thought he dropped out of school.”
“Didn’t he drop out of school?”
“I didn’t fail the class, so why should I drop out?”
“He skipped half of the classes last semester. Even if his attendance rate didn’t fall below the red line, would he still be able to pass the exam?”
“There are four people in their dormitory, but Ren Ziqiang, who doesn’t often skip classes, failed.”