I want to have a normal campus romance

With this question in mind, I knocked on Mo Yuhan's door. After hearing a cold voice from inside, I slowly pushed the door open.

After not seeing Mo Yuhan for a few days, she is more beautiful than before. She is wearing a black silk dress, which matches her long black hair. This makes her look elegant and graceful at this age when she should be young.

The layout of the room was also slightly improved. A small low table was placed in the center of the boudoir. Mo Yuhan sat at the table, head down, making tea.

Compared to last time, my status this time was obviously slightly higher. At least I didn't have to stand this time, and there was a cushion prepared for me on the ground. However, Mo Yuhan's attitude towards me was still lukewarm.

I slowly sat down on the mat. Mo Yuhan looked up at me briefly, with not much emotion in her eyes. I was about to ask when the class would start when I heard her cold voice:

"Don't come next time if it rains, please."

Hearing these words that sounded like she was trying to drive me away, I couldn't help but feel helpless, as if I had done something unnecessary. But no matter what, I am her teacher.

As the saying goes, it's only natural to get things done for money. I forced myself to dispel the annoyance and anger in my heart. When I was about to take out the information from my backpack, Mo Yuhan slowly pushed the brewed tea in front of me.

Looking at the steaming cup of ginger tea in front of me, and then looking up at Mo Yuhan who was still making tea, I couldn't help but smile knowingly.

This student...is quite cute.

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PS: The update is a little late, but it will not affect today's normal update.

Yesterday the water pipe upstairs burst and the house became a flooded cave. Guang went to negotiate and solve the problem. 〒▽〒

Chapter 41 How much can a kidney be exchanged for now?

I have to say, although this rich lady looks cold, some small details in her life are unexpectedly heartwarming.

Ginger tea is usually drunk by people who need to ward off the cold. Few people drink ginger tea on a normal day, so even if she didn't say it, I could guess that the pot of tea in her hand was specially prepared for me.

"Thank you."

"It's just a little effort."

I took a sip of the ginger tea in the cup and smiled at her. Although her facial expression did not change, I could tell from the look in her eyes and her gradually lighter movements that she really appreciated my compliment.

I took out the test paper that I had carefully prepared based on the feedback from the last test paper from my dried backpack. Although the coverage was not as extensive as the last test paper, it was comprehensive and detailed enough to further understand her current level through this test paper.

After seeing the test paper in my hand, she was stunned for a moment, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, as if she recalled some bad memories. It was obvious that the last test paper seemed to have hit her self-confidence.

"Don't worry, I have sorted out the questions on this test paper, and they are basically within your grasp."

In order to avoid damaging her self-confidence, I deliberately lowered the difficulty of this test paper. If nothing goes wrong, it should be no problem for her to get 80 points. However, my words seemed to arouse her competitive spirit. Instead of taking the test paper from me, she said to me sternly:

"There's no need to lower the difficulty. I'm not so fragile that I'll lose confidence because of one exam!"

She propped her hands on the low table, then slowly stood up, her eyes revealed a sharp look, and her black hair fluttered in the air with her movements. Although she was just a little girl of jade age, she had a great aura, like a little lion.

If it was my first time meeting her, I might have really been intimidated by her trick, but now...

I calmly took a sip of the ginger tea in the cup, and a warm current spread from my mouth to my whole body. Looking at her propping herself up and looking down at me, I waved at her and smiled.

Despite its ferocious roar, the lion is actually just a gentle house cat.

"As the saying goes, sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Learning is not something that can be done overnight. Although this paper is within your level, it is not without difficulty. If you are really willing to do so, you may as well give it a try."

I smiled and placed the test paper in front of her. Then I picked up the teacup on the table and stood up. While drinking the ginger tea in the cup, I looked at the scenery outside the window.

After a while, I heard the expected sound of test paper turning behind me, followed by the "rustling" sound of the pen tip sliding.

Although this young lady seems difficult to get along with, she is surprisingly easy to understand. How should I put it? She seems to be a cold young lady, but in fact, she is still a little arrogant in her heart.

I didn't sit next to her to supervise the exam during this period. Not to mention that the answers to the questions above could not be found even if Xiaoyuan searched the questions. Even if there were answers, I'm afraid that with her personality, she would not bother to do such a thing as cheating.

So I simply drank tea while looking around her room. It seemed that my previous complaints had irritated her. Compared with last time, her room this time looked more like an ancient boudoir.

The place where oil paintings were previously placed was replaced with some ink paintings, and the bookshelves were replaced with ancient books such as "The Analects of Confucius". They also looked like they had been flipped through, and were not just decorations.

On the desk full of ancient style, the place where the fountain pen was hung before was replaced by a brush, and what I didn’t expect was that she actually listened to me and bought a mixed-bristle brush.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but have a new opinion of this young lady. I turned my head and leaned on the desk to look at her. It must be said that the uneducated and unskilled dandies are only a minority after all. Children from wealthy families always have a special temperament.

The black silk dress not only highlights her temperament, but also brings out her fair skin. Her snow-white long legs look smooth and delicate, like a carefully polished gem. Her elegant temperament coupled with such a fantastic scenery made me swallow subconsciously.

"Snapped!"

As the pen fell to the table, my body trembled, and I was almost scared. Just when I thought I was discovered peeking, I found that she had just finished the test paper, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she didn't find out, otherwise my dignity as a teacher would be ruined on my first day of class. Although I don't have a teaching certificate and can be considered as working without a certificate, I still feel that the profession of teacher is more sacred.

You can't be like "A Certain Blue File", who is a teacher but doesn't teach much, but has a lot of cute girls to pick up.

"Ahem, that's pretty fast..."

Although I set a relatively wide time limit, I still didn't expect her to finish the test so early. After I said this, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of pride, but she soon returned to that indifferent and cold expression.

I picked up the paper and looked at it carefully, and found that although there were still some mistakes, they were all caused by lack of knowledge reserves. There were almost no misunderstandings or low-level mistakes. It can be said that it was beyond my imagination.

Although this result is only average for high school, to be able to make such a big improvement in just one week can be said to be a terrifying learning speed.

"I underestimated you."

After hearing what I said, she slowly turned her head away, then snorted coldly, as if to express her dissatisfaction with me. However, I did not feel any bad feelings, instead I felt that her childish behavior was quite cute.

It was like a little lion roaring at me in a baby voice.

I put the corrected test paper on the coffee table and explained the mistakes on the test paper to her. She also showed me her learning ability. She could remember the knowledge I told her after reading it once or twice, and later she could even ask questions from her own perspective.

If I had not done my homework in advance and my knowledge of Chinese culture had not been influenced by my grandfather, which made me have much more knowledge than my peers, I would not have been able to handle some of her strange and remote questions.

However, although I managed to withstand her constant questioning, I underestimated her level and ended up finishing the learning content prepared for today ahead of time. Not only did I not exceed the two-hour class time, I even had half an hour left, which gave me a headache.

You can't just slack off in the remaining half hour, right?

Of course, I can move out the learning content of the next class, but this may disrupt the learning rhythm and affect the learning effect.

"There's still some time left in this class. What do you want to learn?"

Thinking of this, I simply threw the question to her, intending to hear her thoughts. She was stunned when she heard what I said, as if she didn't expect me to say that. After hearing what I said, she pondered for a moment and pointed to the rice paper and brush on the desk.

"Soft brush calligraphy?"

She nodded after hearing what I said, which surprised me a little. I thought she would choose to study the next stage of content, or discuss some topics related to Chinese studies with me.

After all, few people practice calligraphy nowadays, unless they are very passionate about it. I asked her to write a few words with a brush and started teaching her the most basic pen-holding posture.

Although her posture seemed correct, to me, an expert who has been practicing calligraphy for several years, it was full of mistakes.

"No, move your hands higher."

"Keep your palm free, don't hold the pen."

"Wrong, wrong."

At this moment...I suddenly felt that God was fair. If her talent in learning knowledge could be described as outstanding, then her talent in learning calligraphy could be described as miserable.

In the end, I simply gave up and started to teach her how to hold the pen, as well as the rules and feeling when writing. However, this also led to a very serious problem...that is, Mo Yuhan was almost completely pressed against my chest.

Although her petite figure did not prevent me from teaching her calligraphy, feeling her body temperature through her thin skirt and the faint fragrance in the air made me feel torn between heaven and earth.

What’s worse is that from my angle, I can even see the underwear and snow-white skin inside through the wide neckline, which makes me not know where to look for a moment.

If I don't watch it, I won't be able to teach her calligraphy properly.

You see, my sanity will take a strong hit.

Just as I was hesitating and struggling, there was a sudden flash outside the window, followed by a deafening thunder that rang in my ears. I was startled and almost thought that I was being punished by God and that God was going to kill me with a bolt of lightning.

However, Mo Yuhan in my arms reacted more strongly. Her body trembled and her arm subconsciously retracted to her chest, but my hand was still holding her wrist. When she moved, my arm directly knocked over the inkstone next to her, and the black ink spilled directly on her clothes.

As the inkstone turned, I felt the world slowly lose its color, and only one thought remained in my mind -

How much can a kidney be exchanged for now?

Chapter 42 is over, Barbie is Q!

At this moment, I only felt that the thunder in the rainy weather was not crossing the sky, but my wallet. In my eyes, the raindrops in the sky also turned into banknotes scattered in my wallet.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

"Can you please let go of my hand?"

"Huh? Ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Just when I felt my heart was bleeding, a cold voice woke me up from my grief. Then I realized that I was still holding the girl's wrist. This made me feel a little embarrassed for a moment, so I quickly let go of her hand and stepped back.

She turned around and her expression didn't seem very good, but I felt that it was not because her clothes were dirty, because her focus didn't seem to be on her clothes, but glanced out the window from time to time, which made me feel a little puzzled.

This...is there something outside the window?

But it seemed that I stared at her for too long, so she seemed to notice that I was staring at her, so she immediately turned her head away.

Although I reacted quickly and looked away, but for a moment, our eyes met.

Fortunately, I have been with Fatty and the others for such a long time. In the past, I often went out with them to see beautiful girls on campus in the middle of the night under the pretext of taking a walk. After being discovered so many times, I became more shameless.

So even though I was panicking inside at this moment, on the surface I remained calm and collected, looking as if nothing had happened. I even turned around and looked at her in confusion when I saw her staring at me, so that I could continue to stare at her openly.

But she was still a young lady who lived in seclusion, and she was very thin-skinned. When she saw me looking at her, she followed my example and quickly avoided my sight. Although she pretended nothing had happened, her ears were slightly red.

Although I could continue teasing her, and even make her very angry and unable to do anything to me, as the saying goes, even a rabbit bites when it is angry, let alone a "little lion" like this. If I really make her angry, I'm afraid she will pounce on me and bite me.

Besides, I am a teacher who serves as a role model for others, and I was hired with a high salary. What I do must be worthy of the salary, and I must not mislead the students.

Even though I haven't met her parents and don't know what kind of people they are, if they knew that I was hired as a teacher at a high salary and then teased their daughter like this, they would probably tear me apart.

So I gave up the idea of ​​teasing her any further, coughed twice, and turned to walk out the door.

"Change your clothes first. I'll be waiting for you at the door."

Of course, what I originally wanted to say was “Call me when you’re done,” but I always felt that it sounded a bit weird, and saying it out loud might damage my image as a tall and mighty teacher, so in the end I decided not to say it.

I slowly closed her door, then leaned against it and waited for her to change her clothes. But at this moment, my phone suddenly vibrated. I had changed the ringtone of my phone to vibrate for the class, so it looked like someone must have sent me a message.

I took out my phone and checked, and found that someone had sent the message in our college's half-dead student union group. This WeChat group was originally set up to help our two newly merged colleges deal with student union affairs.

However, since the new student union has not yet been elected, the newly established School of Economics and Management Student Union WeChat group is almost a decoration, and basically no one has spoken in it since its establishment.

The student unions on both sides are still minding their own business and using their own old groups. If someone hadn't sent a message today, I would have almost forgotten about this group.

I thought someone was bored and sent an emoticon in the group, but when I opened it, it turned out to be a long message that read like a short essay, and it seemed to be sent by a teacher from the Youth League Committee of our college.

"All members of the student union of this college are requested to hold an emergency meeting on Monday night. Please..."

Why another meeting?

I can't help but feel a headache when I see this, and judging by the situation of this meeting, it seems to be related to the election of a new student union.

But this has nothing to do with me anymore, I've already laid down and let it go.

As the saying goes-

Before entering the Student Union, the outcome was uncertain and you and I were both dark horses.

After joining the student union, the world is decided and you and I are all slaves.

After the meeting on Monday, I will quit this student union job. Even the king and the queen can't stop me! What else can I do with this time? Is the mobile phone not popular anymore? Or is the game not fun anymore? 　

I looked at the time and place, then followed suit and replied with a received message. Suddenly, there was a flash in front of my eyes. I looked up and saw a bolt of lightning outside the window striking the lightning rod not far away. Before I could react, there was a violent thunder in the sky.

"ah--"

The sudden thunder didn't scare me, but the screams that followed from behind the door scared me so much that my body almost catapulted into the air and I almost dropped the phone in my hand.

Before I could recover from the shock, another muffled sound came from the house, which sounded like the sound of someone falling to the ground.

"Are you okay?"

I heard the sound coming from the house and knocked on the door tentatively, ready to ask what was going on. But after a while, there was still no sound from the house, which made me a little worried.

Could it be that this girl accidentally bumped into something and fainted?

Thinking of this, I subconsciously wanted to open the door to see what was going on inside, but soon the strong sense of déjà vu made me sober up.

This routine...isn't it the classic door-opening-and-killing plot?

I don’t know if this girl has changed her clothes now. If I rush in and accidentally see something I shouldn’t see, not only will I lose my job, I might even be in big trouble.

Although it might be a bit bad for a man like me to rush in, I couldn't just leave it alone, right? So in this dilemma, I thought for a moment and decided -