Entrust the rest of my life to you (余生，请多指教)

So called Flash Sale

"Doctor...."

"Hmm."

"This time.. should I be honest or keep it for now?"

"=_=" Does that mean he is angry?

"Whatever you want to do, think clearly by yourself." He sighed softly, "I'll cooperate."

Therefore, facing a powerful enemy in the front, the first action was to preserve the sparks of the revolution.

So, the Doctor treated everyone equally. How he managed us previously, he kept doing the same until now....

Ever since he vaguely knew that my mother didn't agree with me dating a Doctor, he seemed a little - cold and reserved. (I really didn't know how to describe it.)

Every time I watched him and my mother talk in the "dignified-manner" from the side; Gu Wei's calm expression, The more I look at it, the more awkward it felt.

Later when I occasionally found a little emotion from the corner of his eye that swept over, and my guilty feeling rolled into a mess.
However, considering the current situation between the Doctor and me, it was not appropriate to take part in the "mother-in-law and son-in-law" scene prematurely.

At noon, I had just watched Teacher Lin fell asleep after he had lunch, and my cellphone rang.

"Lin Zhixiao~" The sound of a person that just woke up passed through, "Do you want me to take a seat for you this afternoon?"

"This afternoon? For what?" There was no class because today is Friday.

"Hundred of Lecture."

This evil society!

The so-called "Hundred of Lecture" was the school's action towards "diversification of the political education." The topic discussed was about the hottest and most actual affairs within domestic and international affairs, attended by the students from every major, and used multimedia tools. The review of these activities usually take 30 minutes. the class who participated in this activity would be selected randomly from each major.

This event had always been a competitive activity and PK's among the undergraduate students. However this time, the school seemed to find out that 'junior and senior was not close enough", so they arranged those young people along with the graduate's students according to their faculty to participate in this boring competition.

This was pitiful. There were a lot of potential talents in the literature and history development who paid more attention to the current political situation, what was the need to be stirred up to every faculty....

Xiao Cao: "Graduate School is also a part of school! You have to come! If you don't come. our team will be lost!"

IN the end, more than 1/3rd of the finalists were occupied by graduate students. Could it be the more experienced student who stood on the podium would have a more sophisticated look?

At first, we wanted to play soy sauce. But the undergraduates seemed to play soy sauce more seriously than we did. As a result , we're unlucky enough to fall into their traps. (Play soy sauce means to pretend like they don't care)

When I arrived at the lecture hall, almost all of the people had gathered there. The audience reminded me of the square-shape formation in the sports competition, the barbican was clear.

Xiao Cao was kind enough to sit in the third row... I had no choice but to helplessly passed through the crowd to reach her.

"Yo, here comes the hand of God." A passer-by, who was talking enthusiastically with the junior female student, waved at me.