MTL - I Really Want to Sleep Until I Wake Up Naturally-Chapter 3 routine

The school's curriculum is very intensive, five in the morning, five in the afternoon, and there is only one hour of lunch time between the morning and afternoon classes. If you happen to have classes in the morning and afternoon, you can even catch up Do not go back to the largest canteen in Asia, which is very far away from the teaching area.

This "Linear Algebra" class is set in the afternoon of one or two sessions. After the class, most of the students hurried to other classrooms for class.

The huge classroom soon became empty.

Ran Xing didn't have class in the afternoon, so he didn't rush to leave. He simply sat in the classroom and studied by himself, trying to understand the knowledge taught by the professor today, but the effect was very unsatisfactory.

After reading for a long time, she understands everything she can understand, and she still doesn't understand what she doesn't understand.

Mathematics is such a gifted subject, every time Ran Xing learns it, he feels that he is mentally retarded.

If you can't learn it, then...don't learn it!

Although laziness is not a terminal illness, for Ranxing, it is a medicine without a cure.

Effortlessly and without guilt, she persuaded herself to give up, even if the class was related to her graduation.

Most of the time, Ran Xing behaves leisurely and calmly, not in a hurry, but to put it bluntly, he is just lazy and ordinary with ordinary talent, and it is not that he does not want to struggle, but every time he just struggles Immediately hit by reality.

For example, linear algebra, it is useless for her to struggle, so why is she struggling.

Closed the books and packed up the stationery, Ran Xing planned to go back.

It seemed that the movement was a bit loud, and Fu Xuechen, who had been sleeping beside her, suddenly woke up. He slept for two classes in a row, and slept very well, but it was inevitable that he would sleep on his stomach Uncomfortable, when he just woke up, he stretched his waist, pinched the back of his neck, stretched his body, and moved his muscles and bones.

Prosperity beauty is the beauty of the prosperous age, the most common and ordinary movements, he does it very beautifully.

She suddenly wanted to watch him do radio gymnastics, and felt that "fairy looks" would definitely attract the whole school to "Dancing Youth" together if he did radio gymnastics.

However, Ran Xing thought for a while, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry!"

The little girl apologized to herself with a soft voice and a sincere face, Fu Xuechen was stunned, and in retrospect smiled lazily and indifferently: "Ran wake up, what did you do to be sorry for me? Come on, let me hear it!"

In the expression, the exile is generally clean and elegant.

The tone of voice is full of jokes.

This man is a mess.

Ran Xing was quite surprised by his behavior of calling her name, but thinking that people are mathematical geniuses, such people remembering their personal names are naturally common, so they don't mind, just explain it seriously : "I shouldn't have looked at you when the teacher called you."

Fu Xuechen felt that the technique of picking up a conversation was a bit clumsy, but he looked at the little girl's fair, delicate, pure and innocent face, but he was interested and responded lazily: "Really!"

Fu Xuechen, who was full of sleep, no longer looked tired, and his whole person was in high spirits and shining. That feeling, like a vixen who has been ruthlessly harvesting yin and replenishing yang, an indescribable evildoer.

Glittering handsome.

Fortunately, Ran Xing, who has been addicted to the second dimension for many years, has resisted the beauty of the prosperous age, otherwise he will definitely be hooked. Ran Xing is facing the fox spirit, and his mood can be described as calm, She then said frankly: "I didn't mean to look at you, it was... you have two hairs on top of your head. The first time I saw someone with two hairs, I just... watched for a while, and then the professor asked you to answer questions. already."

Fu Xuechen: “…”

It was his hair that dared to feel...attracted all the attention of the little girl.

His hair spin is more attractive than his face.

His talent is not as attractive as the head spin.

Ran Xing seemed to be quite interested in his hair spin, she asked in a naive voice: "Does it make you smarter to have two hair spins?"

To tell you the truth, if one more hairpin can make her learn "Linear Algebra" easily, then she is still willing to have one more, even if there is a double risk of balding.

Fu Xuechen: “…”

Little girl is really only interested in the spin on the top of his head!

He was inexplicably a little frustrated, but soon he smiled and relaxed again. After all, the hair spin is also a part of his body, and it is also a skill to use the hair spin on the top of the head to attract the attention of the little girl.

Fu Xuechen easily accepted the fact that he hooked up with his hair spin, and replied with a chuckle: "There is no such literature to prove that the head spin is related to IQ."

Ran Xing gave a delicate "Huh?", obviously wanting to hear more.

Fu Xuechen looked at the eyes that were as clean and clear as a deer and full of curiosity, so he had to show off, although he didn't know what to show off: "The hair spin is mainly related to the lanugo, and the fetus develops in the mother's body. During the process, the lanugo will produce different results with the peristalsis of the body. For example, for me, there may be a lot of movement in the womb, and I accidentally made two hair spins for myself."

Ran Xing understood, and successfully drew inferences: "This is the same as IQ, it's innate."

Fu Xuechen said lazily, "Anyway, it was decided in my mother's womb. At that time, I was too young to be sensible.

Ran Xing nodded in approval: "Two spins are really not good."

Fu Xuechen nodded in agreement, his hairstyle was not easy to take care of.

But obviously, Ran Xing was thinking of other aspects: "It's easier to go bald."

He has so much hair and so young, for the time being...don't worry about it!

The boy's heavy bangs were lifted, and his smooth and full forehead was exposed, and together with his thrush, he outlined a delicate face.

He is very handsome, and it is the kind of handsome method that shocks all beings.

And the picture of a handsome man stroking his hair casually is just... quite flirtatious.

Ran Xing is very resistant to prosperous beauty, but he has to admit that this person is a mess.

However, this feeling is only for a moment, Ran Xing naturally pulled back the topic just now: "You are studying mathematics!"

Fu Xuechen nodded: "Yes!"

Ran Xing said seriously: "For a super difficult subject like mathematics, maybe at first you read "Linear Algebra", "Calculus" and so on, but later It must be "On How to Treat Hair Loss"..."

Fu Xuechen: “…”

Ran Xing concluded: "It's just...you become stronger and bald."

Fu Xuechen: “…”

Ran Xing thought of something again, and then reminded: "And if you have two hair spins, you have double the risk of baldness, so stay up late in the future, it's easy to lose your hair."

Fu Xuechen: “…”

Learning math, two spins, staying up late…

Fu Xuechen, who has thick hair, suddenly found that he had many necessary and sufficient conditions for baldness in his youth.

After Ran Xing rambled, he saw Fu Xuechen's beautiful face with a strange look.

She realized that she had said something very unpleasant just now.

She knew that she was talking to death again.

Well, as a two-dimensional house girl, she is really not used to the social activities of three-dimensional, and always acts as a "topic terminator".

She didn't know what to do, so... let the embarrassment flow.

Over there, Fu Xuechen recalled and said lazily, "That's fine!"

Ran Xing looked at him subconsciously.

Fu Xuechen's voice was slow and long: "I will start using the Overlord to prevent slipping tomorrow."

Now it's Ran's turn to be silent.

This is the first time she sees the real person in the three dimensions around her and naturally takes over the stalks of her two dimensions.

She couldn't help but glance at him again.

Fu Xuechen stopped talking about this topic, but began to introduce himself: "Fu Xuechen."

Ran Xing was still a little stunned, and subconsciously "Huh?"

Fu Xuechen said: "My name."

Ran Xing nodded and replied, "I know!"

She did know, even if it wasn't long ago.

Fu Xuechen added: "Paper and pen."

Ran Xing had no choice but to take out the already packed notebook and pen and hand it over.

Fu Xuechen turned a page at will, and wrote down the words "Fu Xuechen".

Fu Xuechen's calligraphy looks like he has been practicing calligraphy for many years. It is not only beautiful, but also has a strong self-style.

It's just...too big...

Ran Xing saw the three big characters that almost flew out of the paper, and thought that Fu Xuechen might be too popular in school, and he was used to signing autographs for his fangirls, so Ran Xing took an elective with him again After a class, he may have regarded her as his fangirl group, so he signed a name for her.

Come on!

Sign the signature, I just don't know if Fu Xuechen's signature can be sold for money.

Fu Xuechen wrote his name to her, and then asked, "what is your name?"

So, I was not signing myself, but simply introducing myself.

Ran Xing was surprised, but she turned to the first page of the notebook, pointed to him the word "Ran Xing" neatly and neatly, and politely followed He exchanged names: "My name."

Fu Xuechen nodded when he saw those two words, and immediately put his left elbow on the desk, his cheek on the back of his hand, and looked at her lazily: "Ran Xing, what are you doing? Professional?"

Ran Xing has been studying in this school for a year, and she knows that after asking her name, she will ask about her major. It is a very common awkward chat between college students, and Ran Xing replied frankly: " Chinese."

Fu Xuechen asked, "Which direction?"

This university is a large-scale enrollment, and the second year is divided into specific majors and directions.

Ran Xing had a roommate who was a scholar and went to study finance.

However, Ran Xing is obviously the kind of scumbag who can't get her grades. She didn't run out of the Humanities College, but continued to study Chinese, reading: "Classical Literature."

Fu Xuechen laughed lightly, his voice was like the plucked strings of a cello, sweet and melodious: "I am quite interested in classical literature, can you give me your class schedule? I think Go to your class."

Ran Xing knows that the top students in this school are super hardworking and will take courses with a lot of credits and a lot of credits. Fu Xuechen, who is also a math Olympian and Qiu Sai, is obviously one of them. As a member, he is understandable for wanting to take a course in classical literature to improve his literary literacy.

Ran Xing replied softly: "Wait a minute."

After saying that, I went to get my phone, unlocked it with my fingerprint, and flipped through the photo album to give him the timetable.

She is lazy and naturally too lazy to transcribe the timetable. She directly captured the picture of her timetable from the educational administration system and saved it on her mobile phone. At this time, she found the picture and handed it to Fu Xuechen.

Fu Xuechen glanced at her class schedule, with an elegant and gentle expression: "I'm too lazy to copy, send it to me on WeChat, and I'll scan you!"

First I asked for the name, then the class schedule, and then WeChat…

Is this person tricking me? !

Ran Xing keenly sensed something was wrong, she glanced at Fu Xuechen out of the corner of her eyes, the boy was sitting there indifferently and gracefully, holding a mobile phone against a fox-like hideous skin.

That gesture, indescribably graceful calm, modest and elegant;

That expression is indescribably sincere, sincere, clean and innocent.

It doesn't seem like she's trying to trick me.

After all, such a good-looking boy will never be short of girls.

Reminiscing that when he looked at her in class, he was so bored that he fell asleep. She guessed that people's interest is indeed in knowledge, not in people.

Thinking about it this way, Ran Xing simply opened WeChat, clicked to scan, scanned Fu Xuechen's QR code, added his WeChat, and sent the class schedule.

In the near future, Ran Xing discovered that she really didn't think about it at this time.

Fu Xuechen is not interested in knowledge, but in people.

It's just that he was too young at the time, and he didn't see his routine clearly.

The author has something to say:Fu Shen finally woke up, but, what the hell, my hair spin is even better than me! !