Three Hundred and One, Old Professor, School Beauty and Gangster
After class at noon, the School of Finance and Tokyo University were actually two different scenes.
The School of Finance is not only far from the city, but also from the center of Jiangling District. Therefore, students eat in the cafeteria at noon, unless they want to grab a seat online in the afternoon and grab some fast food at Yiwu Commodity City.
As for Dongda University, the location is probably better. In addition to the school cafeteria, there are more restaurants nearby. After class, a large number of students came out of the school on bicycles, and there were also many people walking in groups.
Chen Hansheng drove slowly on the campus of Dongda University, stopping from time to time.
Because there are often some gray-haired old men or women riding bicycles, wearing simple clothes and serious faces, with a square bag that has been turned leather hanging on the handlebars, shuttling among the crowd of students.
"See, these are the most important weapons of the country."
Chen Hansheng pointed at the old man and old lady, turned to Nie Xiaoyu and said.
Nie Xiaoyu leaned on the car window and took a look: "I used to see people with this temperament at Jianye University. They are all professors."
Chen Hansheng nodded: "Maybe he is a senior researcher in a certain hospital or institute."
"So awesome. Do we have such a professor in our school?"
Nie Xiaoyu asked.
"Our school does not have scientific research capabilities. In the future, the market economy will become more and more open, and those young professors will not have the moral integrity of these little old men."
Chen Hansheng couldn't help but sigh: "Many professors in the future will help you do your research if they are paid. They can produce whatever research results the funders want, without looking at objective facts at all."
Kong Jing looked at Chen Hansheng. She was in management and paid little attention to these things. She thought college students already knew so much.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound from the front of the car, and the three people felt a shaking at the same time.
"Hey, the car crashed."
Chen Hansheng took a breath, because the perpetrator was a little old lady, wearing a gray suit, with thin wrists and round eyes. There was a bicycle backed up on the front of Xiao Xiali's car.
The students next to me were also startled. The old lady suddenly came over from the windy path.
He was probably distracted and hit the car directly.
Some girls walked up to help the bicycle, and when they were about to pick up the handbags scattered nearby, a boy stepped out of the car.
He held a cigarette between his fingers and was wearing a sweater in the winter. Maybe it was too hot in the car, so he took off his down jacket.
He took the initiative to pick up his handbag, frowned and dusted it twice, then looked at the front of the car and saw that a small piece of paint had fallen off, and his expression became a little impatient: "Old lady, what's the matter with you? You don't feel bad about the bicycle. I still feel sorry for my car."
"What's the fuss about?"
It was obviously the old professor who bumped into Xia Li, but she was not happy yet and glared at Chen Hansheng.
"No, old man, do you want to blackmail someone?"
Chen Hansheng looked up and found no camera. He could only point at the students around him and said, "I drive strictly. If there is a lawsuit, you have to testify for me."
"Litigation, with me?"
The old professor sneered, then stretched out his hand: "Give it back to me!"
"I'll give it back to you."
Chen Hansheng muttered: "Why is it so bad?"
"How much does it cost to repaint your car?"
The old professor took out his wallet and asked.
Seeing the old professor taking the initiative to pay, Chen Hansheng knew that she was still reasonable.
In fact, as long as you don't blackmail him, losing paint is a trivial matter.
"No."
Chen Hansheng waved his hand casually: "You go to eat quickly, I have to pick up my girlfriend, so don't waste time."
The old professor was also stunned for a moment, thinking that Chen Hansheng, a careless ruffian, was about to open his mouth.
Not only that, Chen Hansheng also walked to the bicycle. A girl was correcting the crooked front of the bicycle, but she was too weak.
Chen Hansheng shouted: "Go, go, that's not how the handlebars are corrected. I have no life experience at all."
I saw Chen Hansheng holding the cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes, directly stuffing the wheel between his legs, holding the handlebar tightly with both hands, and straightening the crooked handlebar with all his strength.
"I don't want to put the wheel into my leg. Where can I correct the front of the car?"
Chen Hansheng said with a smile.
What he said was the truth and the logic was correct, but when he said it, he felt a bit like a hooligan. Coupled with Chen Hansheng's wanton smile, the girl couldn't help but blush.
Although the old professor was very old, his eyes were very sharp. He saw that there were clearly two wheel marks in the middle of Chen Hansheng's clean pants.
Chen Hansheng just casually took a few photos and said, "It's done. Old lady, please be careful when riding in the future."
"Who am I calling old lady?"
The old professor was very dissatisfied with this title: "How much does it cost to repaint?"
Chen Hansheng saw that the old lady was quite stubborn, but he had no intention of asking for compensation.
"I don't want it, please get out of the way, I'm going to pick up my girlfriend."
"No, you have to accept it."
"The car is mine. I don't want it if I don't want it."
"Don't let me go without taking it!"
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The two even had a real quarrel. Finally, a teacher from Dongda University passed by. After understanding what happened, he looked at the location where the paint was peeled off and said with a smile: "Professor Sun, I won't accept students if they don't want to. What do you do?" Well, I keep giving it.”
"No, I feel uncomfortable if you don't!"
The old professor said with a cold face.
"Then give me 30."
The middle-aged teacher looked at Chen Hansheng: "Classmate, what do you think?"
"random."
Chen Hansheng looked indifferent.
The old professor took out 50 yuan from his bag and handed it directly to Chen Hansheng: "The remaining 20 yuan is for correcting the handlebar."
Chen Hansheng grinned and looked at him with his hands on his hips. A bit of winter wind blew and the old professor's gray hair fluttered.
Chen Hansheng thought that this old lady must have been a beauty when she was young. At this age, her back is straight and her temperament is still very good.
Somehow, this tsundere style of giving an extra 20 yuan suddenly became very familiar to Chen Hansheng.
"etc."
Chen Hansheng shouted.
The old professor turned his head: "Isn't it enough?"
Chen Hansheng found a rope from the car. He was a courier and often had ropes in the car. He walked up to tie the back cover of the bicycle more firmly.
"Old lady, your car needs to be replaced. It's not strong."
"snort!"
The old professor ignored him at all and stomped away.
"Hey, you said this guy."
Chen Hansheng shook his head and returned to the car.
"The old professor really has a lot of character."
Nie Xiaoyu had an expression of admiration on her face.
"What's your personality like? I'm so arrogant that I can't stand it anymore."
Chen Hansheng came downstairs to the girls' dormitory and called Xiao Rongyu to ask her to come down quickly.
Kong Jing listened and sat upright inadvertently.
Not long after, someone knocked on the window.
Chen Hansheng slowly shook it down, revealing a delicate face.
"Hi, Chen Hansheng."
The girl first said hello to Chen Hansheng, and when she saw Nie Xiaoyu in the back row, she waved her hand and said, "Hello, Xiaoyu."
Kong Jing turned sideways and looked at her, thinking that this girl was really good. She was tall and had the energy that a college student should have.
But, it seems that her appearance is not as beautiful as I imagined.
Kong Jing suddenly felt relieved and nodded friendly to the girl.
This woman's heart is quite strange.
The girl didn't know Kong Jing, but when she saw Kong Jing taking the initiative to say hello, she responded with a smile. Then she stood in front of the driver's seat window and chatted with Chen Hansheng.
"Why don't you get in the car?"
Kong Jing asked.
"who?"
Nie Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: "Bian Shishi didn't have to get in the car in the first place."
"Isn't she Chen Hansheng's girlfriend?"
Kong Jing was a little confused.
Nie Xiaoyu shook her head: "She is not, Xiao Rongyu is."
As he was talking, a girl came out of the dormitory building. She was holding a box in her hand, but she was unwilling to carry it even though there were only a few stairs. She stood at the door and asked Chen Hansheng to go over and help.
"Damn, I don't have any hands."
Chen Hansheng complained, but got out of the car anyway, with a look of disgust on his face.
But the girl didn't mind and hugged Chen Hansheng's arm tightly.
"Here."
Nie Xiaoyu pointed and said, "She is Xiao Rongyu, the only designated school beauty of Dongda University."
Kong Jing raised her head. The girl was wearing a blue high-necked dress with the hemline reaching below her calves. She wore a high-end white down jacket with a matching belt tied in the middle. Her exquisite curves were directly outlined. , her calves were wrapped in thick white stockings, and she was wearing a pair of white leather shoes.
She has a delicate oval face with a playful ponytail, her eyes are smiling like crescent moons, and her lips are painted with light lipstick, which reflects the alluring light in the sun. The pear dimples on both sides of her cheeks make her look energetic. full of confidence.
Kong Jing thought to herself, no wonder he was called Xiao Rongyu, with his beautiful face and moonlight appearance, like a fish and a geese?
Xiao Rongyu sat in the passenger seat naturally, as if it was her special seat.
"Sister Jing, I'm the second in command of Rocket 101. You go and say hello." Chen Hansheng introduced.
"Hello, Sister Jing, just call me Xiao Yu'er."
Xiao Rongyu turned his head and smiled sweetly.
Kong Jing saw Xiao Rongyu clearly, suddenly figured out something, and smiled with relief: "Hello, Xiao Yu'er."
"Why are you down so late?"
Chen Hansheng turned the steering wheel and left Dongda.
"I was delayed by something."
Xiao Rongyu sniffed his cute nose: "Do you still remember the Rocket 101 legal regulations I helped you write last time?"
"Know."
Chen Hansheng said that the thing helped a lot.
Xiao Rongyu took off his leather shoes as usual and curled up his legs on the seat: "Actually, I asked a professor for advice on many things. She is amazing. She is the leader in the subject in the country."
Chen Hansheng glanced at her: "But what does it have to do with you being late?"
"She was hit by a car at school today and she called me to complain."
Xiao Rongyu sighed: "The old lady is old and her children are abroad. She has a strict personality, but she is very kind to me. I feel that we have some inexplicable magnetic resonance. She was also a school beauty before."
Chen Hansheng shook his shoulders unnaturally: "What are you complaining about?"
Xiao Rongyu was a little surprised: "Normally you don't take the initiative to care about these things."
"Let's drive, let's listen to some stories to relieve our difficulties."
"Professor Sun said that the car owner who caused the accident is a boy. He has a bad temper and is a bit naughty. I heard that he went to pick up his girlfriend. I don't know which girl in Dongda is worse."
"Nima..."
"Um?"
"Your mother asked you to wear long johns and you wear stockings. Then she will scold you again."
"It's okay. My mother doesn't know. Don't talk nonsense when you go home during the Chinese New Year."
Chen Hansheng covered it up and then asked: "Didn't she praise that boy?"
"Praise him?"
Xiao Rongyu tilted his head and thought for a while: "Why did the driver who caused the accident have to praise him? In the end, the old lady muttered that the boy's personality was quite similar to her deceased husband."
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