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Chapter 142: Huo Yichen’s confession in classChapter 142 Huo Yichen Confessions in Class
There were a lot of people downstairs in the dormitory, and when they saw Murong Qiao coming out of the window, their voices became much louder in an instant.
Yang Xin went out to use the bathroom, and only after hearing the people in the corridor talking did she realize that these students were all Xian Yu's fans. After learning that Murong Qiao was Xian Yu's younger sister, she came here early in the morning to find someone to ask for an autograph.
"These are all for autographs?" Yang Xin clicked his tongue.
Although she is also a fan of Xian Yu herself, she has never seen such a big scene.
"Don't think about it, the eighth class is about to start." Murong Qiao casually reminded.
On the first day of school, she didn't want to be remembered by the teacher because of her absence.
Time was running out, but fortunately, the dormitory building had more than one way to go. A few people changed to a smaller road and came to the teaching building.
As soon as they entered the lecture theater, they saw that many people were already there. They glanced at the time and there were five minutes before class, so the four quickly found a seat and sat down.
This class is a basic class of the Department of Economics and Management. Murong Qiao found the corresponding book and put it on the table to open it, and found that there was someone sitting next to him.
The entire lecture theater suddenly fell silent, and Murong Qiao felt a bad premonition in his heart, and slowly raised his head to look around.
Huo Yichen sat beside her.
Before Murong Qiao asked why he was here, the professor who was in class walked up to the podium from the door.
She had no choice but to close her mouth and concentrate on looking at the podium, planning to concentrate on class first.
It's a pity that Murong Qiao wanted to attend class, but other people's eyes were still on the two of them. The professor looked at the strange scene in front of him, and his interested eyes shifted to Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen.
"Student, aren't you from the Department of Economics and Management?" The professor glanced at Huo Yichen and recognized that he was not a student of this course.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHuo Yichen, who was pointed out, nodded calmly to admit this, and looked away from Murong Qiao to the professor standing on the stage.
Seeing the professor's eyes fell on him, Murong Qiao froze and felt a drum in his heart.
She didn't want to attract attention, but Huo Yichen sitting next to her obviously made Murong Qiao's idea impossible to realize. Murong Qiao frowned and stared down at the textbook. The professor's gaze made her subconsciously lower her head and not meet him.
Murong Qiao didn't expect Huo Yichen to appear here. Seeing him chatting with the professor, he was even more afraid that someone would suddenly say something surprising.
"I admire you, Professor Wen, so I came to study your course with humility." Huo Yichen spoke with a serious expression, as if this was the case, provided that he hadn't been staring at Murong Qiao just now.
Professor Wen, who was told his surname, smiled slightly. He was not angry when Huo Yichen said it so nicely.
It's just that he has taught many students these years, how could he not see Huo Yichen's thoughts, and since he came in, Huo Yichen didn't look at him, but kept looking at the girl beside him.
Whether you admire or not, you can tell at a glance.
"Are you here to accompany your girlfriend?" Professor Wen cheerfully put the book on the podium and asked a question with a friendly expression.
Following his words, the gossiping eyes of the students also fell on Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao.
Yesterday, the forum about the dinner hadn’t come to a conclusion yet. Today, everyone saw the two parties sitting together again. If it wasn’t for the class, the gossip would be even more powerful than the forum.
Seeing that Professor Wen asked the question that everyone wanted to ask, all eyes of "thirsty for knowledge" fell on Huo Yichen, wondering how he would answer.
"No," Huo Yichen shook his head and gave the answer. "I came to accompany the girl I love, but it's a pity that I haven't caught up yet."
In just two sentences, I took the roller coaster with everyone's mood.
His expression was flat as usual, as if he was talking about what he ate today, but the meaning in his words was like thunder on the ground, blowing the minds of the people around the audience to a blank.
Of course, it also includes Murong Qiao who is sitting beside him.
She slammed her head into the standing book, trying to isolate herself from the fiery sight of the outside world.
Hearing that Huo Yichen said that he was with his beloved girl, Murong Qiao felt the temperature on his face suddenly rise, as hot as a volcano erupting.
Are you kidding me? !
He likes himself? !
It is incredible that such words can come out of Huo Yichen's mouth, almost making Murong Qiao feel like he is dreaming.
...
The thought in his mind was that of a runaway wild horse, and Murong Qiao couldn't control it at all, and the heat on his face seemed to be even hotter, making her a little dizzy.
Huo Yichen's words were like a heavy bomb falling into the water, creating a hole. As for the students around who heard the words, they were fish blown to the shore.
Suddenly, he was stuffed with dog food.
Thanks, got choked up.
Professor Wen saw Huo Yichen's bright and calm attitude, and felt that this young man was not bad.
"Then you have to work hard. Murong is the number one student in the college entrance examination this year. He is very good." Professor Wen, who was afraid that the scene would not be exciting enough, added fire with a smile.
Anyway, they are all in college, and free love is common. Seeing a group of energetic young people, he, a professor, is also happy to bless him.
Professor Wen's voice is not low, not to mention that although Murong Qiao's brain is down, his ears are still capturing information from the outside world intentionally or unintentionally.
When I first heard that Professor Wen was giving a lecture, he also started to quarrel, which made Murong Qiao even more panicked, and he wanted to dig a hole in place to get in.
Why don't you go to class yet!
"I will." Huo Yichen nodded.
He responded with a serious expression, and then really sat obediently beside Murong Qiao, and began to listen to Professor Wen's lecture in a serious manner.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen it came to studying in class, many people looked back at Professor Wen seriously and worked hard for their future.
Murong Qiao raised his head slowly, took a peek at Huo Yichen who was beside him, and was relieved to find that the other party was really listening carefully, and turned his eyes to the podium.
Attend class well.
She warned herself in her heart.
The time of a class passes quickly.
With the departure of Professor Wen, the originally quiet classroom exploded in an instant.
Everyone is discussing what Huo Xiaocao said just now.
"What else can it mean, I've fallen in love with him!"
"It's so obvious, can't we see that our Huo Xiaocao is chasing Murong Qiao?"
Not just in the classroom, when I was just listening to the class, some students wentssip about this matter on the forum, and there is even a video to prove it.
The popularity of the last meal post hadn’t dropped yet, yet another one came up here, and everyone saw it by following the clues.
Now, the matter between the two has come to the fore.
However, the protagonist of the matter did not pay attention to this matter. Murong Qiao slipped away from the classroom as early as the end of the class just now.
Without even thinking about it, Murong Qiao knows that the forum will be about her and Huo Yichen now, but Murong Qiao's attention is not on it now.
She is going out for a trip.
"Okay, then I'll hang up first."
Murong Qiao hung up the phone call with his eldest brother Murong Chen, stood at the gate of Huida and reached out to stop a taxi.
"Master, go to Block A of Binhe."