During the physics class in the afternoon, Luo Ziling, who barely understood it, received a message from Yang Qingyin.
"Classmate Lao Lang, I'll give you a multiple-choice question: First, you treat me to dinner, and I treat you to a movie; second, I treat you to dinner, and you treat me to a movie. Which one do you choose?"
Seeing this message from Yang Qingyin, Luo Ziling couldn't help but laugh.
He immediately used the book as a cover and replied with a message: "Classmate Little Lamb, I will choose whichever one you want me to choose."
"Make your own choice!!!" Yang Qingyin added a few exclamation points after his message.
"Then can I choose neither?"
As a result, Yang Qingyin only responded with a few embarrassed expressions.
"How about I treat Little Lamb to dinner and then treat you to a movie?" When replying to this message, Luo Ziling couldn't help laughing.
As a result, his smile was seen by the teacher.
"Classmate Luo Ziling, what are you doing?" the teacher shouted, but did not come over.
Smartphones have become popular in the past few years, and teachers have become very clear. If a student suddenly laughs for no apparent reason during a lecture, but other students do not laugh, then it is most likely that they are playing on their mobile phones and have seen something interesting.
Laughing at things.
Freshman students are quite honest in class, and not many people play with mobile phones. If anyone is found playing with mobile phones, they must be severely criticized and educated, and even killed to scare others so that others will not dare to follow suit.
Therefore, when he saw Luo Ziling grinning, the male teacher in his forties couldn't help but shouted.
Luo Ziling was startled and quickly put his cell phone into his pocket. His movement was so fast that even Cao Jianhui, who was nearby, didn't see his movements clearly.
Naturally, the teacher didn't see it clearly.
Seeing that Luo Ziling was being honest, the teacher did not pursue further and continued teaching.
If it were another student, the teacher might have to give him a hard education, but this student named Luo Ziling was a person who had been given special attention by the department head, and the physics teacher didn't care too much.
After Luo Ziling hid his phone in his pocket, he heard the WeChat notification sound several times, but in the end he did not dare to take it out to look at it.
Fortunately, get out of class will end soon.
As soon as the teacher announced that get out of class was over, Luo Ziling quickly took out his mobile phone and saw that Yang Qingyin had sent several messages.
"That's great. Some people are treating us to dinner and some people are treating us to a movie. Today should be a good day."
"How about I take you to eat a delicacy you've never tasted before today?"
"Hey, no response? It seems that the teacher must have discovered it in class, haha, have you been criticized?"
Then there were several proud and laughing expressions.
"The teacher almost confiscated his phone." Luo Ziling replied a message in aggrieved tone.
When Yang Qingyin followed Yang Qingyin to eat northwest-style snacks in the evening, Yang Qingyin also teased Luo Ziling about today's events.
"I play with my mobile phone in class, and the teacher never interferes, because I am a top student and a certain junior is a scumbag. This is the difference." When he said this, Yang Qingyin smiled as happily as he could.
happy.
Luo Ziling was very shocked and had no way to fight back against Yang Qingyin. He could only vent his grievances by trying his best to deal with the food on the plate in front of him.
Seeing that Luo Ziling was a little depressed, Yang Qingyin didn't care, and asked in a low voice: "Why is it that only the English teacher takes the initiative to help you make up lessons, and the other subject teachers don't help you?"
"I don't know," Luo Ziling laughed. "Maybe the other teachers are all male. They are jealous of me because I am so handsome, so they are not willing to come and help me with my classes."
"Look at how beautiful you are," Yang Qingyin said with a look of disdain, "How can anyone be as narcissistic as you, who never forget to remind others how handsome you are? Why don't I think you are so handsome?"
"Isn't it handsome?" Luo Ziling pointed at his face seriously, "He is indeed handsome. I looked at it for two minutes when I went out today and didn't find any flaws. How about you take another look?
Look carefully and you will definitely think the same as me."
As a result, Yang Qingyin was amused by Luo Ziling's serious joke.
"I really can't stand you," Yang Qingyin smiled and blushed slightly. As Luo Ziling reminded him, she looked at him seriously for a few times and then spat, "Why do I feel ugly the more I look at you?"
"Okay, you succeeded in hitting me. I lost my appetite all of a sudden," Luo Ziling said, pushing the empty plate in front of him, "If I don't have any appetite, I won't eat. Let's go and watch a movie!"
"You don't have an appetite?" Yang Qingyin pointed to the empty plate in front of him, "How can you eat so cleanly if you don't have an appetite?"
"Didn't you see the beautiful appearance of the senior?" Luo Ziling salivated, "As the saying goes, beauty is good for eating. With such a beautiful face as the senior, you must have a good appetite."
Being praised so cleverly by Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin was immediately very happy and took the initiative to hold his hand.
"Senior sister, you also have a good appetite. Good-looking men can also increase your appetite." Luo Ziling also forgot to say something sweet.
"Okay, okay, stop being so pretty, you are the most handsome in the world, okay?" Yang Qingyin said, dragging Luo Ziling's arm, "Let's go, we'll be late for the movie in a while."
The two chatted noisily all the way to the nearby movie city. After picking up their tickets, they walked into the theater.
Before going in, Luo Ziling thoughtfully bought some snacks and a cup of milk tea for Yang Qingyin.
When the two entered the cinema, they were still holding hands.
But when they found their position, Yang Qingyin suddenly threw Luo Ziling's hand away.
"Sister, brother-in-law, you guys should watch a movie too!"
A relatively familiar voice came, and Luo Ziling understood why Yang Qingyin acted so decisively.
Sitting next to them were Yang Qingye and the beautiful girl named Ning Xiaojing whom they met last time.
Yang Qingyin felt a little embarrassed and wanted to drag Luo Ziling out of the cinema.
But Luo Ziling didn't mind at all and pulled Yang Qingyin to sit down and greeted him politely: "Hello everyone. It's a coincidence that the movie tickets we bought are sitting next to you."
"This is called fate," Yang Qingye looked at Luo Ziling with a lewd expression, and reached out to shake his hand, "brother-in-law, for our fate, you have to treat us to a supper after watching the movie."
"No problem," Luo Ziling agreed readily.
Yang Qingyin, whose smile had long since stopped, could only sit down unhappily.
She asked Luo Ziling to sit aside, and she and Yang Qingye sat next to each other.
After sitting down, she and Yang Qingye bit their ears for a long time and didn't stop after the movie started.
Luo Ziling didn't pay much attention to it. He had never been to a cinema to watch a movie. This was his first time watching a movie in a cinema. He was quite excited, not to mention that his goddess was sitting next to him.
It's a pity that there is a big light bulb like Yang Qingye nearby, so there is no possibility of doing something small.