Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 243 The Notorious Two-Faced Fairy 6

Hearing this, Qu Zhuo couldn't help but smash the grapes in his hand onto his face, complaining angrily: "Didn't you call me the night before last to ask me to come over to see your new pet? Why did you change your mind halfway? Don't tell me that your 'wife' is her."

The half-dead Lu Jinan glanced over with his eyelids lowered. His long and charming fox eyes glowed with a strange light in the dimness, and an indecent smile appeared on his lips.

"Yes, she was too beautiful to let go, so I changed my mind."

Song Jingheng, who was drinking beside him with his eyes downcast, said nothing, with no emotion in his eyes. He just listened to Lu Jinan laughing and said, "She is really beautiful."

She has red lips and fair skin, she is passionate and charming. The little mole at the end of her eye has been licked red, and the color is bright, which sets off her watery eyes, making people want to die on her.

Lu Jinan thought again of the scene she saw after she fell asleep last night. Her throat felt dry and unbearable. She took a sip of liquor, but the heat in her heart grew stronger and stronger.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, he couldn't help but feel excited, and boasted to his good brother: "I found a treasure, really, she is so sweet and soft, and she is so cute in my arms."

Qu Zhuo, who had just broken up, couldn't bear to hear this. He was fooled by Lu Jinan the night before, and now he was angry and hit him in the face with a pillow.

"Alright, alright, stop looking so lustful. It's so disgusting."

Lu Jinan turned his head away, glanced at Qu Zhuo provocatively, and snorted coldly: "Stupid dog without a wife."

Qu Zhuo: “…”

The four of them have been friends since childhood, and even though they are now busy in their respective fields, they still get together when they have time.

Usually Song Jingheng would accompany us and have fun, but for some reason tonight, he only sat there for less than ten minutes before he stood up, saying he had something to do, and left without any hesitation.

Lu Jinan withdrew his gaze from his back and fell on the empty wine bottle on the table, raising his eyebrows: "Why did Ah Heng drink so much today?"

"It must be because of your endless chatter about showing off your love!" Qu Zhuo complained.

Lu Jinan rolled his eyes at him, but didn't pay much attention to this little episode and forgot about it afterwards.

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School started just after Qingwan finished arranging the house. She changed out of her hot and sexy suspender dress and took out some gray clothes from the closet.

Her hair was unkempt and messy, and she wore a pair of big black-framed glasses that almost covered half of her face. When she lowered her head, she looked gloomy and dull, without any trace of charm.

Her classmates are all very familiar with her appearance, but for some reason, although they are the same ugly duckling, the current Tan Qi always makes people unable to help but look at her.

Even though she was huddled in an inconspicuous corner, with her bangs so thick and long that her expression and appearance couldn't be seen clearly, people just couldn't take their eyes away for some reason, as if she had a fatal attraction.

The originally noisy classroom became quiet at some point, and when the last class started, most people sat around Qing Wan.

The group of people who had looked down on Tan Qi before sneered: "You're so close to me, aren't you afraid of catching some dirty disease?"

"That's right. I don't know how many days her clothes haven't been washed. I can smell the sour smell from a long distance away. I don't know how those people can stand it."

"I'm so annoyed. Why would such a country bumpkin come to school? He should just stay at home and die."

The increasingly undisguised insults made people feel uncomfortable, and some people couldn't help but fight back.

"Don't you guys brush your teeth before going to the toilet? You stink a thousand miles away when you talk!"

The group of girls with glaring makeup glared at the girl who scolded them, "Why don't you say that again?!"

"Just tell me what happened?!"

"Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart—"

"Quiet."

Zhang Li, the leader, was interrupted by a cold and indifferent rebuke before he could even finish his harsh words.

Everyone turned around and saw the man standing on the podium.

His facial features are deep and perfect, his posture is elegant and restrained, his tall figure is broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender and upright, like a green bamboo covered with dew, he is so handsome and unique, there is no one like him in the world.

Song Jingheng, the youngest professor at Jingzhou University, holds two doctoral degrees, three master's degrees, and is the world's youngest winner of the Pusk Science Award. He is also a man who has single-handedly brought physics to a new realm.

And now, this world-renowned physicist is standing on the podium holding a textbook on the history of architecture. What it means is self-evident.

"Oh my God..."

This bombshell news even made everyone forget to make a noise. They just stared blankly at Song Jingheng putting the book on the podium. His eyes swept across the students in the classroom, pausing for a moment at a certain position before moving away as if nothing had happened.

"Hello, students. My name is Song Jingheng. From today on, I will be your class's architectural history teacher."

Qing Wan in the corner opened his eyes and crushed the black mist that climbed to his fingertips with an expressionless face.

She has no shortage of food now.

Song Jingheng didn't wait until Qing Wan looked up. He couldn't help but increase the force of his fingertips twisting the book, but there was no sign of anxiety on his face.

He took the list submitted by the study committee member and called out the names at a normal speed.

When he saw the word "Tan Qi", he opened his eyes and said, "Classmate, I will write on the blackboard in class, and that corner will easily block my view."

Song Jingheng pointed to the empty seat in front of him and said, "There's room here. You can move here."

"No need, teacher." Qing Wan responded in a muffled voice, "I can see clearly from here."

"Really?" There was a strange emotion in Song Jingheng's eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he still looked like a good teacher who respected and cared for his students.

"If you have any questions about the blackboard, please tell me immediately, okay?"

"……Um."

The other students all looked a little strange, because there were students around Qing Wan who were more biased than her, or even more than one. However, Jingzhou University was a prestigious school with sufficient funding, so how could there be blind spots in the design of its classrooms?

It looked more like Song Jingheng was deliberately trying to find conversation with Qing Wan.

But how could that be possible? As a world-renowned top scientist, why would I need to please an ugly coward?

But not long into the class, Song Jingheng called Qing Wan's name again.

"Student Tan Qi, you need to look up at the blackboard during class."

It was impossible to tell whether there was any emotion in the cold voice, but Qing Wan sneered in her heart, crushed the restless black fog again, opened her eyes and looked into the eyes of the man on the podium.

"Teacher, I was just taking notes."

"You mean, you took notes for fifteen minutes?"

Qing Wan placed her hand under the table and grabbed the black mist that was trying to get into her mouth, her eyes filled with a hint of mockery.

"Teacher, have you been watching me for fifteen minutes?"