Chapter 62 Why Don’t You Call Me Beautiful
When Lin Yi passed by the milk tea shop, he brought a cup of milk tea to Luo Qinghan.
When I parked my bike at school, I happened to meet Mu Zi who was coming out of the teaching building and was about to go to the garage.
"Lin Yi?"
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Lin Yi wanted to say hello, but he couldn't remember the other person's name for a moment. He only knew that the other person was Luo Qinghan's assistant.
"Hey, I'm a teacher after all. I'm saying hello to you, so you should at least respond, right?"
Mu Zi looked at Lin Yi with dissatisfaction.
"Hello teacher."
Lin Yi still couldn't remember the name, so he just smiled and gave a formal greeting.
Mu Zi curled his lips: "Have you forgotten my name?"
"Hey."
Lin Yi, who was exposed, grinned awkwardly.
Mu Zi glanced at Lin Yi speechlessly: "Forget it, it's not important. Did you have a conflict with Qinghan?"
"Huh? No?"
Lin Yi was confused. Why did he ask this as soon as they met?
"Then why does Qinghan seem so unhappy these past two days and doesn't even take a nap?"
"do not know."
Lin Yi was concentrating on the design drawings for the past two days and didn't pay much attention to Luo Qinghan.
But this answer made Mu Zi angry: "What do you mean I don't know? You are her husband! She is a weak girl, and you are a grown man. It's ok for you not to accompany her all the time, but why don't you care about her?"
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Lin Yi was speechless after hearing what Mu Zi said. It seemed that he had indeed neglected Luo Qinghan in the past two days.
"You should take care of Qinghan like a brother. How can you be like a stupid boy who knows nothing?"
"But she asked me to call her sister, and she is six years older than me."
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Now it was Mu Zi's turn to be silent.
It seems normal that Lin Yi is a silly boy.
Lin Yi raised the milk tea in his hand: "I'm going to see her now."
"By the way, where is Luo Qinghan's first class this afternoon?"
Lin Yi originally planned to ask Luo Qinghan, but since he met Mu Zi, he just asked him.
After knowing where it was, Lin Yi and Mu Zi went to the teaching building respectively.
When they walked into the building, Lin Yi remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask the other person's name.
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
Luo Qinghan's afternoon class was the basic computer theory course for the freshman software class she taught.
As usual, she arrived at the classroom early and taught the class very seriously, strictly forbidding students from other classes to attend the class.
"For those who haven't signed in yet, hurry up and sign in. I have five minutes left before the sign-in system is closed. Those who haven't signed in will be considered absent from class."
Luo Qinghan folded his arms across his chest, his face calm, and spoke to the students below in a cold tone.
In a word, the chatter in the classroom suddenly became much quieter.
Luo Qinghan had never lost her temper, but her cold and aloof temperament alone made the students in her class a little afraid of her.
"There are still three people who haven't signed in, Zhang San and Li Si. Who are their roommates? Where are they?"
This name is too casual, so casual that when Luo Qinghan said it, some people couldn't help laughing.
"Don't laugh at other people's names. It's very uncultured."
Luo Qinghan didn't laugh. After he finished speaking coldly, the classroom became quiet again.
"Zhang San and Li Si had a fight in the dormitory yesterday. They are now writing a self-criticism in the dean's office to explain the situation."
"What about Cai Xukun? Doesn't anyone know about him?"
Luo Qinghan waited for a while but no one answered, so he prepared to close the sign-in system: "Then consider it as skipping class."
"Teacher, wait a minute. I haven't signed in yet."
A familiar voice came from the door. Luo Qinghan recognized it immediately and looked at Lin Yi at the door with some surprise.
Luo Qinghan subconsciously wanted to step to the door, but when he thought that he was still in class, he restrained himself. Lin Yi walked in with a smile, took out his mobile phone and scanned the sign-in QR code, and then put the milk tea on Luo Qinghan's podium.
"Hee~ Take this as compensation for being late."
Luo Qinghan suppressed his laughter and glanced at Lin Yi: What is this little guy doing today? Why is he acting?
Forget it, just act with him.
"Thank you for the milk tea, but you still have to remember to be late. I can't accept bribes."
"Then can't you be flexible? This is the first time I'm late. I promise I won't do it again."
"It depends on your performance in this class. If you perform well, I won't record your lateness."
"okay."
Lin Yi smiled and walked to the back of the classroom.
Unexpectedly, Luo Qinghan stopped him and said, "Sit in the first row, so that I can know whether you are listening carefully."
Sitting in the back, how can she look at her husband?
Lin Yi came here to have fun, so he sat next to a girl in the first row as Luo Qinghan requested.
Until Lin Yi sat down, the whole classroom was silent as everyone watched what had just happened.
Except for those few people who knew about it, no one else knows what happened.
Isn't this handsome guy a senior? Why is he attending Luo Qinghan's class?
Could it be that he is a transfer student from our class? But Teacher Luo didn't say anything.
Why did this boy give Teacher Luo milk tea and she accepted it, but she didn't want it when I gave her one?
Why!
Lin Yi didn't bring his laptop, so he turned on the computer in the computer room.
Since we are in the classroom anyway, we still have to pretend to be attending class.
Luo Qinghan also started the class, but he would look at Lin Yi from time to time.
After a while, he seemed to feel that watching was not enough, so he simply walked to Lin Yi's side to give a lecture.
Lin Yi had nothing to do anyway, and he had never listened carefully to Luo Qinghan's lectures before, so he decided to listen this time.
But he didn't know which software to open, and Luo Qinghan was giving a lecture, so he asked the girl next to him.
"Beauty, which software are you opening now?"
The girl was stunned and a little excited to be called a beautiful girl by a handsome guy. She smiled and pointed the software to Lin Yi.
Luo Qinghan, who was standing by, heard what Lin Yi had just said and couldn't help feeling jealous. He bit his lip, and his tone of voice during the lecture seemed to become a little agitated, and he began to be picky with his words.
This made everyone in the class a little confused. What happened to their aloof counselor today? Why was he so excited during the lecture?
But Lin Yi knew the reason: Uh. Could it be that she was jealous because of the word "beauty" I just mentioned?
Afterwards, Lin Yi didn't say a word. He just listened to Luo Qinghan's class in the classroom. He didn't dare to slack off because he felt that Luo Qinghan was still angry.
After class, Luo Qinghan took his things and said to Lin Yi, "Follow me."
"Oh."
The whole class was stunned watching this scene.
Luo Qinghan led Lin Yi out of the teaching building and walked towards the carport. When there were no people around, he pursed his lips and angrily asked Lin Yi: "What's so pretty about that girl?"
"It doesn't look good."
Lin Yi answered decisively. If he hesitated for half a second, he would be finished today.
"She's not pretty, and you still call her a beauty!"
"It's just a name. Boys call strange girls beautiful girls."
"Then why didn't you call me beautiful?"
"It's inappropriate and will seem alienating."
Luo Qinghan thought about it and agreed. After a moment of contemplation, he said to Lin Yi, "Then why don't you just call me beautiful sister?"
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Lin Yi felt that he had to change the subject, otherwise it would go on and on.
"Sister, drink the milk tea, don't keep carrying it."
Luo Qinghan pouted, the jealousy in her heart had not completely disappeared. After inserting the habit, she took a sip and then passed it to Lin Yi's mouth: "You take a sip too."
Lin Yi had no choice but to follow Luo Qinghan.
Just as his mouth was on the straw, he seemed to catch a glimpse of someone watching him from the corner of his eye.
(End of this chapter)