Qin Xiaoyou rolled her eyes at Wang Xiaofei and snorted softly. She started flipping through the textbook and revising today's lesson.
Wang Xiaofei, who originally wanted to hear what Qin Xiaoyou was going to say to Mo Wen, suddenly felt bored. She glanced at Mo Wen helplessly and realized that he had no expression at all. Even his eyes did not waver.
Could it be that he did not want to know what Qin Xiaoyou was going to say to him? How could he be so calm!
Wang Xiaofei pouted and slammed the textbook on the table. She really had no way to deal with Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou.
But she had to admit that Mo Wen was indeed outstanding, whether in terms of ability or temperament.
From Mo Wen, she could always see that he was calm, steady, and at ease. He always had a charm that was completely different from the youths beside her. It seemed to be a temperament that could only be developed through time and experience.
If Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou were not so close, she would have liked Mo Wen a little. But she knew that Qin Xiaoyou had a special feeling for Mo Wen. After spending one or two months with her, Qin Xiaoyou would be more talkative when it came to Mo Wen. It seemed that anything related to Mo Wen could pique Qin Xiaoyou's interest.
Maybe she did not realize it herself, but the people around her could see it.
Because of this, she couldn't have any thoughts about Mo Wen. After all, Qin Xiaoyou was her best friend. She couldn't do anything to hurt Qin Xiaoyou. Moreover, even if she fought with Qin Xiaoyou with all her might, she might not be able to win.
So, the occasional feelings of admiration for Mo Wen would be forcibly cut off. She definitely could not have any feelings for Mo Wen. Moreover, she was a proud girl. How could she snatch a man from someone else!
The bell for class rang. Shen Jing happened to walk to the classroom door. She glanced at the classroom and realized that there were very few empty seats. She could not help but smile.
No lecturer would want to step into the classroom only to find that it was empty with only a few people attending the class.
That would be a huge failure for the lecturer and would be very embarrassing at the same time.
However, there were very few people who would skip Shen Jing's class. There were even students from other classes who would sneak in to listen to the class. This was because in the hearts of all students, Shen Jing was a goddess with a temperament that they yearned for day and night. The image of a gentle big sister was very attractive to those young boys.
Among the three beautiful teachers of Hua Xia University, Shen Jing was the most popular. Not only was she the youngest, but she was also the most gentle and elegant. Naturally, people wanted to get close to her.
Today, Shen Jing was still in her professional attire. Whenever she was in class, she would dress very formally. Usually, she would not wear a skirt to class.
He wore a snow-white shirt with the top button slightly unbuttoned, revealing the fair skin of his neck. A silver necklace emitted a resplendent metallic luster. The two peaks on his chest were tall and straight. Although they were not very big, they were very firm. His long sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, giving off a sense of competence and experience.
She wore a short black skirt that tightly wrapped around her perky buttocks, accentuating her figure to the fullest.
She wasn't wearing any stockings on her legs, and her white and tender calves were exposed to the air. They were as smooth as silk, and there were almost no flaws on her delicate skin.
She was wearing a pair of black stilettos, which made Shen Jing, who was not short, look even more slender and elegant. There were many guys in the class who were not even as tall as Shen Jing who was wearing high heels.
Although she was dressed very solemnly, when it was worn by Shen Jing, it lacked a sense of seriousness. Instead, it was still more gentle and elegant.
Just as she walked up to the podium, Shen Jing's gaze was fixed on Mo Wen. She raised her eyebrows. She was a little surprised to see Mo Wen in class.
It was her first time seeing Mo Wen in class for a week. Previously, she had reprimanded him, so it should be effective. Although Mo Wen's medical skills were very good, he lacked basic knowledge. Otherwise, how could he not even understand a medical massage technique?
It was not a good thing to be partial to a particular subject, as it would seriously affect the improvement of medical skills. Moreover, Mo Wen's absence from class was a matter of disobeying the rules. It was not good for a person to be too free and unrestrained. In the future, when he left school and entered the workplace, his unsociable and undisciplined character would not be liked by others. It was even possible for him to be fired directly.
Shen Jing had reprimanded him twice with the intention of looking out for Mo Wen's good. However, the effect was not ideal. This was because she realized that Mo Wen still did not attend class normally, and she did not know what he was doing all day. She was so angry that she wanted to find Mo Wen and reprimand him again.
However, today, Mo Wen had unexpectedly appeared in her class, which made her feel much better.
Her lips curled up slightly, and she cast a meaningful glance at Mo Wen. Then, she retracted her gaze and focused her attention on the class.
Naturally, Mo Wen saw the look that Shen Jing gave him. He also knew that there was a hint of warning in it. However, he just smiled. The content of Shen Jing's class was the most basic knowledge. To him, it was not very useful. Long before the class, he had already spent an hour to finish reading the entire semester's worth of textbooks.
To him, the things in those textbooks were all very basic medical knowledge. Moreover, he already knew it, and it was at the level of a master. The thing that he lacked was how to link the language of that world with this world, and not the basic knowledge that Shen Jing thought he lacked.
However, he did not argue with Shen Jing. After all, Shen Jing's intention was always for his own good. However, whether he would listen to her or not was another matter.
Students in high school looked forward to university life, as there were only one or two classes in a day.
After entering university, they understood that university classes were like Nanfu batteries; one class was better than six.
Shen Jing's class lasted for a full two hours. Although it was not an expert lecture, it was still a long class.
At first, Mo Wen did not find it boring, as he had borrowed a book from the library to read. However, in two hours, he had read Wang Shuhe's "Pulse Classic" three or four times repeatedly. He had even memorized the contents in it. However, Shen Jing had yet to finish the class. Moreover, it was still the most basic knowledge, which was of no practical use, but could not be omitted.
On the other hand, Qin Xiaoyou was very serious from beginning to end. She kept taking notes while standing up from time to time to ask one or two questions. Once it was related to learning, she seemed to always be a good student.
Just as Mo Wen was getting drowsy, the bell for the end of class finally rang. Shen Jing did not delay the class, and dismissed it readily.
"Mo Wen, follow me to the office for a while."
Before walking out of the classroom, Shen Jing took the initiative to call out to Mo Wen. She gestured for him to follow before walking out of the classroom.
"Why did Miss Shen Jing call you?"
Qin Xiaoyou asked doubtfully. Mo Wen was not a class committee member, nor was he a good student. Logically, the teacher would not look for him. Could it be that Mo Wen was frequently absent from class, so she looked for him?
"I don't know."
Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders. He also did not know why Shen Jing was looking for him, but it should be about his frequent absence from class.
As he said that, Mo Wen stood up and walked out.
"Mo Wen, let's have dinner together tonight. I will wait for you in the pavilion below the canteen."
Qin Xiaoyou's voice sounded from behind. Usually, as Mo Wen's work and rest were irregular, sometimes it was impossible to find him. Although the two of them were very familiar with each other, they rarely ate together.
"Sure."
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