She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 611 Lin Qingyou said calmly, "Wheelchair."

When he was in high school, because there were always two big mountains on top of his head in turn, Xi Zheng hadn't noticed that they were a model couple in the third middle school who could act as the facade of the school.

But Class [-] and Class [-], one is at the easternmost end of the teaching building, and the other is at the westernmost end of the teaching building. He didn't have much chance to get in touch with Jing Xing up close, and his impression of Jing Xing was only in the post bar. On the level of being handsome, aggressive, good at studying, and having a bad temper.

Now that we have been in close contact, Xi Zheng has discovered a lot of interesting things.

Unlike the enduring rumors in the No. [-] Middle School Post Bar, Dashuaibi has a pretty good temper. He doesn't quarrel with others, and he doesn't beat others. It has nothing to do with the word "cruel".

A rather quiet and introverted person, he doesn't like to talk much, but his temper seems a bit cold, and his face often has a sense of indifference full of distance.

Xi Zheng didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that there was an inexplicable aura on Jing Xing's body, silently drawing the boundary between him and others clearly and distinctly, as if separated by a layer of transparent glass film like.

After pondering for a long time, he couldn't figure out the reason. In the end, Xi Zheng attributed all this to the handsome face of the handsome man who made people want to commit crimes.

Well, maybe handsome guys are like this, so they have to maintain their sense of mystery.
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33 Even today, everyone is on holiday, and they will not participate in the military song training at night.

Xing Xiangxiang couldn't stay in the dormitory, clamoring to go to the campus to find a handsome guy, but he disappeared after dinner.

Jing Xing was still on the military training ground, and Lin Qingyou chatted with him intermittently, seeing that he hadn't replied, she turned off the screen of her phone, and took a copy of the "Student Enrollment Handbook" from the bookshelf to read.

After reading a few pages, the door of the dormitory was pulled open from the outside. Lin Qingyou instinctively looked up when she heard the movement, slightly surprised: "Little fish?"

She subconsciously glanced at the time, it was 43:[-].

Lin Qingyou: "Why did you come back so early?"

According to the normal time, the military song training should end at eight o'clock.

Jiang Xiaoyu put the hat he had taken off on the table, and said, "It was disbanded ahead of time. The instructors of these companies from the medical school teamed up to go to the hospital, and said they were going to visit their gloriously injured teammates."

"..."

"By the way, Youyou, I haven't given you—"

Before Jiang Xiaoyu finished her sentence, Lin Qingyou guessed what she was going to say, and immediately interrupted her: "Okay, don't say thank you, I have already heard the three words 'thank you' today. Just hearing the word gives me a headache."

Jiang Xiaoyu let out a snort and kept laughing.

The lunch break was limited, and Lin Qingyou didn't have lunch with them, so Jiang Xiaoyu never had a chance to mention her feat of smashing the instructor.

Looking back now on the instructor's expression full of astonishment and disbelief, Jiang Xiaoyu still finds it inconceivable.

You said that there is only such a little girl, only eighty catties, and the weight of the instructor is almost as heavy as two of hers, and she has turned into a broken paper kite.

After a while, someone from the student union came to check the dormitory, so Jiang Xiaoyu sat on a chair and played games with her boyfriend Lianmai without changing clothes.

The little girl who usually speaks in a soft voice, but when playing games, she does not recognize her relatives, and can greet the parents of her teammates cordially throughout the whole process with beautiful words that do not repeat.

"Sagittarius? Hello, Sagittarius, are you there? Excuse me, what the hell are you doing?" Jiang Xiaoyu gradually became irritable, "I play support to show you the vision, not to show the feng shui of your grave, okay? Can the mother stop sending it away!"

"..."

Looking up and seeing Lin Qingyou's obviously unresponsive expression, Jiang Xiaoyu took the time to interject while greeting his teammates' parents: "Sister, don't be surprised, let me tell you, there is no swearing in this world. If there are more, there will be.”

Lin Qingyou: "...ah."

Mr. Lu Xun's words, can it be adapted like this?
Jiang Xiaoyu added: "It's not just me, in fact, my boyfriend is also like this. He was originally a good little milk dog, but when he plays games, he becomes an old dog."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

It was not easy to answer these words. The phone that happened to be on the table rang suddenly, and Lin Qingyou glanced sideways at the phone screen.

It is an unfamiliar number, it is probably not a scam, or a sales promotion.

Lin Qingyou picked up the phone, walked to the balcony, and pressed the answer button.

On the other end of the phone was a young man's voice, in standard Mandarin: "Hello? Hello, sir."

Lin Qingyou stood on the balcony, looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and answered absent-mindedly: "Hello."

"..." There was a pause, and he changed his words in a polite manner, "Hi, miss, we are Xiangzhou Chang'an Insurance, and I am Xiao Chen, the insurance officer. What's your name?"

insurance?

It seemed that it was a sales call, and it would be impolite to hang up directly. Lin Qingyou hesitated for a moment, but still replied, "My name is Lin."

Insurance officer: "Alright, Miss Lin, may I ask again, how old are you this year?"

"Hmm..." Out of the corner of Lin Qingyou's eyes, she happened to glance at the building number 28 on the dormitory opposite, and answered casually, "I'm 28."

"Alright Miss Lin." The insurer began to sell enthusiastically, "That's right, our company has launched an accident insurance, with an insured amount of 800 yuan per month, you can enjoy 30 yuan in compensation. "

Lin Qingyou: "Oh."

Insurance officer: "We will cover those that are not insured by the country, and in the end, the 800 yuan will be refunded to you in full. May I ask Miss Lin, how do you usually go to and from get off work?"

Lin Qingyou said calmly, "Wheelchair."

"...Huh?" The insurance officer's enthusiasm stopped abruptly.

Lin Qingyou: "Sometimes I also use crutches."

Insurance officer: "..."

Lin Qingyou: "Also, I don't go to work, I'm still studying."

The insurer let out a hiccup and said, "No, Miss Lin, aren't you 28 years old? Are you still studying at 28 years old?"

Lin Qingyou nodded calmly: "Well, I don't study very well and keep repeating grades."

Insurance officer: "..."

After two seconds of silence, the insurance officer changed the question: "Then what is your source of income...?"

Lin Qingyou: "Oh, the scientific research subsidy from the tutor."

When it came to money, the insurer became enthusiastic again, and chattered loudly: "Miss Lin, the accident insurance that our company is launching now only costs 800 yuan per month..."

Lin Qingyou interrupted him with some embarrassment: "But our tutor only gives us 200 yuan a month, and my wheelchair maintenance costs [-] yuan a month, plus I need to get a new crutch occasionally."

Insurance officer: "..."

(End of this chapter)