Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Nannan baby: Chen Kang, I have a boyfriend.

After the reply, Lin Jinan put the mobile phone to the message screen, he and the girl next to him changed positions.

Chen Kang looks like a handsome man. The girl has been peeking at him. After Lin Jinan bumps into her sight, she puts forward the idea of changing seats in her book.

The girl promised happily, but Chen Kang was black, and he didn't talk to the girl next to him.

Chen Kang's Kang: I will let you see my determination. You made up the things about my boyfriend

A long paragraph of words, dense small characters, looking at people's eyes ache.

Lin Ji Nan long press Delete, comfortable.

He didn't pull Chen Kang black, even if he did, he also had a way to contact himself, endless strange numbers, repeated harassment.

It's really free. Lin Jinan sneered and went to the teaching building to find Professor Song.

On the corridor, an old man with a kind face and silvery hair said gently, "who do you want to find

The old man in front of him is also a professor and a big man in physics department.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Song." There were several teachers surnamed song. Lin Ji Nan stopped and continued, "song Huaiju, Professor Song."

"Let's go back. You teacher song is taking a lunch break." The old man replied, the scholar's eyes are very bright, there is wisdom inside, can easily see through people's hearts.

Many female students came to see Professor Song in the building. Most of them did not come to study. Song Huaiju, tired of dealing with it, said hello to his colleagues.

Let them help declined, often put out the excuse is that he is in the lunch break.

Sometimes, all day long lunch break.

"Yes, thank you." Lin Jinan politely thanks, and he understands the meaning of the old man's words.

This is a euphemism to tell him that song Huaiju doesn't like to see people. Even if he waits here for a day, he still can't see him.

The old man kind smile, he is opposite this small classmate very have a good impression, look at the eyes all know is a pure mind person, looks very beautiful.

His voice was gentle and his manner was polite. Standing together with Xiao Song, it's a good match.

This is the child

It's too cold. It's even colder for all the girls who are close to him. If we go on like this, we should pay attention to orphans.

The old man was worried. Alas

Song Huaiju, who was holding the book and was ready to return it to the library, ran into the eyes of the youth at the corner.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The old professor was about to die of embarrassment. He refused so many students, and it was the first time that he overturned.

“……” Lin Ji Nan held back a smile and his eyes were red.

Are you crying? Why?

Song Huaiju, a perfect misunderstanding, has a little heartache.

He went over, grasped the youth's wrist and nodded to his senior colleague, "Professor Li, we're going first."

The old man was left alone in the corridor, looking at the two people want to carry the back, suddenly realized.

The students who came to see Professor Song seem to be very tall. They are about one meter eight

It's strange. What do children grow up on?

……

Lin Jinan was holding hands, through the sparsely populated path, turning many curves, all the way stumbling to the library.

At the top, there are some literary materials from a long time ago, which are difficult to understand. Few students will go there.

One of them was carried out alone. Only song Huaiju had the key.

It can be seen that the school attaches great importance to him.

"You..." Lin Jinan only said a word, then was thrown on the shelf.

Neck pain, the upper sucked out a impression, but also with a shallow tooth mark.