Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chu Chen's fingers turned so hard that they cramped, and he only found the news from three months ago. It is said that it is a chat record. In fact, it is more accurate to say——

There are only green windows in this WeChat interface? ?

Similar to his self-positioning, Chu Chen was like a licking dog in the dialogue with Shen Huainan.

[Chu Chen: What are you doing? 】

[Chu Chen: Why don’t you reply to me? 】

[Chu Chen: Have you gone abroad? Aunt said you were not at home]

[Chu Chen:? 】

Another week has passed.

[Chu Chen: Still not replying to me? 】

[Chu Chen: The country you went to doesn’t have internet access? There is signal now on the African continent, right? 】

Another week has passed.

[Chu Chen: You’re almost done. I apologized to you so loudly. To be honest, we didn’t quarrel either? 】

Another week has passed.

[Chu Chen: Sorry, I was too hasty last time]

……

[Chu Chen: What’s going on? How did you become Wen Siheng's disciple? 】

So far, Chu Chen still has not received a reply from Wen Siheng.

"But then again," Ning Beibei said suddenly, "how did you know that Chu Chen went to Wen Siheng's laboratory? Even the seniors in the department don't know."

Different from Jian Anran, although Ning Beibei is a complete home girl, she participates in many clubs in the department and mingles with her seniors. She usually hears a lot of gossip from teachers and classmates from them. , no major event in the department can escape their eyes. Chu Chen pretended to be mysterious and said: "I have an eye liner."

Smelling a hint of gossip, Ning Beibei's eyes instantly lit up, "Who? What? Say it quickly!"

The more Chu Chen kept secretive, the more Ning Beibei held on to him. Jian Anran stood behind and helplessly watched the two of them fighting. The group of people walked to the stairs and bumped into a familiar figure before stopping.

It was Jian Anran who was standing behind who saw it first, "Huh? Aren't you just..."

"Hi!" The other person is small, but his smile is as warm as a little sun. There are two pear dimples in the corners of his mouth, "Senior and senior, we meet again."

It's the volunteer girl just now.

Chu Chen reacted immediately, "Is the activity over there over?"

The girl pursed her lips and shook her head. The nude pink lipstick shone in the sun, and paired with her waist-length wavy hair, she looked very gentle and cute.

"No, it's too boring -" the girl trailed off, "I ran out secretly."

Her eyes were flashing and widened, as if she had been wronged. "Senior, are you free now? How about we go play together?"

Ning Beibei reflexively let go of the hand that was still holding Chu Chen's sleeve. Who is this? It sounds like they must have known each other well before? Ning Beibei subconsciously kept a safe distance, she didn't want to be misunderstood.

Chu Chen put his hands in the pockets of his sweater and said casually: "I have something to do, later."

"In the future?" The girl suddenly became excited and took a step forward with a very happy look. "When will it be in the future? Is it like the nightclub you took me to last time? The fruit wine there is really sweet and delicious. !”

She suddenly felt aggrieved again, "It's just that I became dizzy after drinking half a cup, and I don't remember what happened next."

Jian Anran and Ning Beibei gasped at the same time. What kind of peach blossom debt came to their door?