By the time they are in their senior year, students are either busy looking for jobs or taking postgraduate entrance exams, so very few people attend class.

When Qingyu walked into the classroom with Tingyun, less than half of the 100-person classroom was sparsely filled, but this did not prevent everyone from paying attention to the two.

Roommate Yu Huan was sitting in the first row near the door. Seeing them come in, her eyes rolled around the two of them with a smile: "Oh, this is..."

When Qingyu heard her speak, he immediately winked at her and shook his head slightly, meaning: Don't talk nonsense!

In her opinion, Tingyun was thin-skinned and the matter was still in progress. It would be bad if he spoke so violently that he started to avoid it.

After being roommates for more than three years, we still have a tacit understanding.

Yu Huan immediately changed his mind: "Oh, which department is this handsome guy from? I've never seen him before."

Qingyu could now introduce him in a pretentious manner: "This is the senior I told you about, the senior who helped me make up my classes - Mu Tingyun, the top student, no, the god of study!"

Her method of introduction made Tingyun think it was a bit exaggerated, so she turned around and said, "Qingyu——"

Qingyu smiled mischievously at him and introduced: "This is my roommate, the lively, cute, and beautiful Yu Huan."

Yu Huan smiled and greeted Tingyun: "Hello, I always hear Qingyu praise you. We Qingyu will leave it to you!"

When Qingyu heard this, she immediately widened her eyes and winked at her.

Yu Huan's eyes swept across her face and turned to Tingyun: "What I mean is, I leave Qingyu's postgraduate entrance examination to you."

"Hello." Tingyun smiled politely:

"I will try my best, but it mainly depends on her. Qingyu works hard and is excellent. I believe in her!"

Qingyu was slightly surprised, but more happy:

He actually praised her like this?

Is it because you want to give her face in front of her classmates, or do you really think so?

She studied Tingyun's expression carefully, wanting to know whether he meant what he said.

But in the eyes of Yu Huan and other students, this is——

The two stood at the door of the classroom and looked at each other, their eyes almost glued to each other.

As a result, barrage began to appear in the minds of the students.

There are those who are envious and jealous:

The goddess has a boyfriend? No, I haven’t had time to confess yet!

Isn't that Su Qingyu from Class 5? Does she have a boyfriend? Alas, another good cabbage has been... Alas, I can't belittle this person without conscience, this person can be regarded as Yushu Linfeng.

Anyone who is excited to eat melon:

The goddess is single? It’s so sudden! Which department is this guy from?

The two of them look so cohesive when they stand together. Do you have any objection if I knock them?

When the two of them finished talking to Yu Huan and started looking for seats, they realized that the eyes of the students in the classroom were all focused on them.

In this polytechnic university where boys make up the majority, a girl as good-looking as Qingyu is used to being noticed wherever she goes.

But Tingyun is a very low-key person, so he probably doesn’t like being stared at like this.

Qingyu walked sideways to the middle seat in the front row and turned to observe Tingyun's expression.

Tingyun glanced at everyone indifferently, then looked back, and sat down next to Qingyu as if he didn't realize it.

I wanted to listen carefully to the class regardless of rain or shine, so I chose the seat in the middle of the front row. As soon as I sat down and took out my book, the class bell rang.

A middle-aged male teacher of medium height and slightly stout walked in with a book under his arm.

His eyes swept across the classroom, and he immediately showed a bit of anger. He threw the book onto the podium with a little force and said loudly:

"It's so outrageous! There are fewer people in each class than in the last class. If this continues, except for tables, chairs and benches, everyone will be gone!"

A burst of laughter erupted in the classroom.

The teacher opened the list: "Roll roll call! As per the old rules, if you fail to take roll call five times in a semester, you will fail the class!"

There was a buzz in the classroom.

Some students secretly took out their mobile phones to send messages, urging their roommates who were sleeping in the dormitory to come quickly. Some students tore up a piece of paper and wrote notes for their classmates to send.

Some are even more outrageous, directly shouting "arrive" for their classmates.

This teacher is also a bit nerdy. He only attends roll call and cannot keep an eye on people.

After reading a hundred names, I counted and found that there were more than 60 people who answered "come", and there were only about 40 people sitting in the classroom.

The teacher was really angry now: "There are more than forty people, and they answered 'arrive' more than sixty times. Is any of you possessed by a classmate?"

"Pfft -" Some people couldn't help but laugh, and then forced themselves to hold it back.

"Click again! This time, stop when your name is clicked!"

This time, the teacher called on a name and looked up at the person seriously. After calling, he looked up at Tingyun again:

"This classmate, why didn't I see you stand up? Didn't you choose this course, or was you missing from the list?"

Tingyun stood up and replied politely: "Teacher, I didn't choose this course, I came to audit."

"Okay, I understand, please sit down." The teacher nodded to him gently, and his angry expression softened a lot.

Although there are so many people skipping classes, there are still students who come to attend his classes.

The teacher's soul was comforted, and he opened the book and started teaching.

Tingyun remembered Qingyu’s class schedule and knew that this class was "Appreciation of Modern Architecture".

He paid attention to his surroundings:

The teacher was speaking eloquently in the lecture hall, while the students below were concentrating on scrolling through their mobile phones. There were still some attending the lecture, but not many.

The clouds stopped and turned to look at the clear rain.

She listened very attentively, sometimes looking up at the teacher, and sometimes taking notes quickly.

During class, her expression was serious, and her face was no longer always attached to a smile as usual. But that kind of concentration gave her a different and moving charm.

If it weren't for class, Tingyun would have really wanted to take out his phone and take a picture of her current appearance.

In the past, his mobile phone photo album was a database, and there was almost no portrait in sight.

After taking several photos, his mobile phone album is now full of her photos. It really feels like she is in love.

Halfway through the lecture, the teacher found that several people had fallen asleep, which made him feel a little depressed. He stopped touching the screen, turned around and supported the desk and looked at the students below:

"The course is now halfway through. You should have gained more or less, right? Why don't you take the test today?

"Please choose a building we have talked about this semester and introduce its characteristics."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a small commotion below.

What's going on with this teacher today? He's taking roll calls and asking questions. Could it be that he had a quarrel with his wife?

The classmates who were awake quickly started flipping through the books.

The teacher walked down from the podium and patted a boy who was sleeping soundly in the last row: "What's your name?"

The boy woke up in a daze and stood up nervously: "Wang Li."
Chapter completed!