Technology overlord starts with baby

"Ahem, dude, that's too much."

"You major in internet engineering, there are so many girls, you don't want to flirt, but you have to cross the Chu River to flirt with the girls in our software class."

"It's fine if you flirt with the girls in our software class, but in front of so many boys in our class, buddy, what do you mean?"

"Did you look down on us? Or do you think boys in our class can't hold knives anymore, huh?"

Every time Qiu Zhicheng said a word, Zhao Jianhong became more embarrassed, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead nervously.

As classmates, Mo Jingchun and the others silently nodded in agreement, expressing their support.

This guy is really too much, it's almost like the 30 boys in the 21 software class are empty, they are all just decorations, who can bear this!

Zhao Jianhong, who was in a dilemma, stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do for a while, especially when he heard the gloating laughter of his classmates.

Zhao Jianhong, who was blushing, was as eye-catching as a monkey.

jingle bell ~

Hearing the class bell, Zhao Jianhong hurried back to his seat like a deflated ball, not daring to lift his head.

Thank God, the ringtone came too timely, otherwise Zhao Jianhong wouldn't know how to step down.

But at the same time, Zhao Jianhong also sighed deeply, a little disheartened, no accident, after today, Zhao Jianhong will lose his right to give priority to a spouse, and he may not even be able to find a girlfriend during his four years in college.

Thinking about it, Zhao Jianhong felt that this was such a sad thing.

The girls who are protected by the boys in the class are all happy in their hearts, the feeling of being protected by others, this is too happy.

It's like their girl alliance, promising to take care of the cute candy. This is a tacit understanding, a silent understanding.

No one asks for anything, and no one forces anything. Everyone is voluntary.

"Okay, everyone, let's continue the class."

Professor Song Yunqing, the melon-eating crowd who watched a scene, drew everyone's attention to him at the right time.

As for Zhao Jianhong, how many people in the lecture hall knew him and Zhao Jianhong's name? At most, the three roommates of Zhao Jianhong would tease Zhao Jianhong when they returned to the dormitory.

"Okay, everyone, this is the end of today's class. After all the students go back, remember to study by themselves. Students who know C language, a development language, should also consolidate their knowledge after going back. Review the past to learn new things. You'll get something different."

"get out of class is over."

When Professor Song Yunqing said that class was over, everyone couldn't help looking at the girl in the first row who was holding a little guy, even Zhao Jianhong was no exception.

"stand up!"

"goodbye teacher!"

Song Yunqing nodded to the students with a water cup, gestured for everyone to sit down, and then left the classroom with the thermos cup in his right hand and his hands behind his back.

After stuffing the books into the bag, Mo Jingchun hurriedly got up with the canvas bag and walked towards the first row of shooting stars.

There is another class in the morning, but it is no longer in this classroom, but in a building next door.

This is the case in university class life. Even if it is the same class, not every class is necessarily in the same classroom as the previous class.

Otherwise, if each class had a fixed classroom, even Beijing University would not have so many classrooms for students.

"Student Yang Xiaoyu, let me carry my sister to the classroom next door."

This time, Mo Jingchun said it very decisively, otherwise, sister Tangtang would be taken away again.

"Oh, it's finally my turn, my little cutie."

These words were not said by Mo Jingchun, but by Deng Lanlan who pulled Mo Jingchun away.

Mo Jingchun, who was pulled behind by Deng Lanlan, had a stiff smile on his face, but now froze.

who I am? where am i what am i doing

Oh, by the way, I'm Mo Jingchun, I'm in the classroom of Peking University, and I'm just about to carry my sister to the classroom next door.

But... where's my cute little candy? Why not in his arms.

After Deng Lanlan took the small candy from Yang Xiaoyu's arms, she took the canvas bag from the unsuspecting Mo Jingchun, and left without looking back.

Yang Xiaoyu spread her hands towards Mo Jingchun, blinking innocently to be cute.

Mo Jingchun, who came back to his senses, was like a little grieving woman. He glanced at Yang Xiaoyu with resentment in his eyes, and then hurriedly chased after her.

"Why are you looking at me? I've already reserved a seat for my roommate, and there's no room left." Yang Xiaoyu pointed to the third row and said, "No, there are quite a lot of seats in the back, if you don't go, you'll be sitting in the back soon. "

Before Mo Jingchun's "punch" came out, he felt that he had hit the cotton, so weak.

After finding the seat, Mo Jingchun subconsciously touched the table to see if there was any dust on it. It turned out to be fine. It seems that some class in this classroom should have used it in the morning.

Mo Jingchun, who doubted his life, sat on the seat, thinking about it, and didn't understand what the problem was. Could it be that Mo Jingchun's sister, Candy, is so cute and invincible?

Otherwise, why are the girls in the class scrambling to take care of their children? Although Candy is very good, she doesn't cry much, but taking care of children is actually a very hard work, even if you just hold a sleeping little guy Very tired, you know, the candy weighs more than 20 catties.

Even just a class like this holding a sleeping candy can make your arms sore.

After another short class, Mo Jingchun watched helplessly as a group of girls hugged Candy and left the classroom. Obviously, the little guy peed his pants again.

It wasn't until after eleven o'clock at noon, after class, that my sister Candy returned to Mo Jingchun's arms.

Mo Jingchun took a sniff, and he could smell several different fragrances from his sister Tangtang.

For a moment, Mo Jingchun felt as if ten thousand sheep stepped on his chest. Mo Jingchun swore that those scents were definitely not perfume, but more like the fragrance of a small packet of perfume paper.

But it smells really good!

Mo Jingchun felt a little hot on his face, as if he had a fever.

After packing up and packing up, Mo Jingchun hugged his younger sister Candy and ran away from the classroom almost all the way. The Candy Mo Jingchun was holding was still biting a big red strawberry in his hand. Also dipped in the red juice of strawberries.

"Why do I feel that Mo Jingchun seems to be fleeing, why are you running so fast?"

"Haha, little girl, aren't you asking knowingly? Don't think that I don't know who stuffed the big strawberry in Candy's little hand."

"It's true for you too, the days to come are still long, why do you have to scare Mo Jingchun, you won't let Mo Jingchun hug candy all morning."