C11 Aiya I Said the Wrong Thing

"You want my scrap?" Joe squinted.

"Didn't you see how Yunyun was feeling? "Help our roommates."

He Xuan glanced at Guo Yun with eyes full of hypocrisy and love. She also joined in as she joined her palms together in a begging gesture.

"Please."

Qiao Yifan let out a long sigh and said, "I think it's better to finish the graduation design on my own. We can exchange ideas, but I shouldn't be the one to finish it for you."

She suddenly recalled the day Suze had cheated her, and Sid had taught her in such a stiff way, pointing out her childishness in a tone that embarrassed her but left her with no rebuttal.

Joe wondered when he had become as boring as Hilde.

"Fine." Guo Yun said in disappointment.

"What kind of script is that? If you want your script, it won't be a piece of your meat." He Xuan rolled her eyes and refused to forgive him.

Qiao Yifan was annoyed by her pestering. He didn't know whether she was trying to harm Guo Yun or to help Guo Yun, but her tone was so sarcastic that it made people feel uncomfortable. Besides, her proposal was already rejected, but she was still criticizing Qiao Yifeng here.

"Do you go to the trash can when you're hungry?" Qiao Yifan said, and conveniently picked up the trash can that he had filled up, shaking it full of things and said, "You will, but Guo Yun won't."

Guo Yun was so ashamed that her face turned red. Qiao Yifeng was advising her not to do such petty tricks. If she were to continue begging, she would definitely be scolded by Qiao Yifan as well.

"You!"

He Xuan Mei's counterattack had been shut inside the room using the bedroom door. She needed to go pour out some trash.

Actually, that bucket was full of waste products created by Guo Yun. She also felt that it would be embarrassing to let Qiao Yifan handle it for her. Not long later, she caught up.

"Qiao Qiao, wait for me."

Joe stood still and waited for her to catch up.

Guo Yun scratched the tip of her nose in embarrassment and said apologetically, "Sorry, I messed up your position while you were away."

"It doesn't matter, since I can't use the dorm anymore, then I guess I'll use it."

Joe felt more and more forgiven by Sid.

"And that guy just now …" Guo Yun awkwardly said, "Don't be angry with He Xuan for such a small matter."

"Yes." Joe agreed first, but she knew that it was not up to her to decide whether she was angry or not.

By the time the two of them had finished disposing of the trash and returned to their room, the beauty He Xuan had already disappeared.

She had barely slept last night. She had taken her suitcase back to school early in the morning and was about to bury herself in it the moment she made up her bed.

The beds in the university dormitory were definitely not as big as Simmons' bed in Hilde's apartment. Moreover, Hilde always shared some space in the bed with her, unlike the pleasure of being alone.

Zhang Ailing said that although she had heard of irrelevant things, she would always think of you in her heart.

She had only left Hilde for a moment, perhaps with the thought of leaving him for good, and for a short morning she had been thinking about him. When she lectured, she thought of Sid's appearance, and when she slept on the bed, she thought of Sid, who had been by her side.

Joe pulled the quilt over his head with a poem and tried to stifle some thoughts.

This is a simple separation anxiety, living together for a long time, raising a hamster can also have feelings.

When Joe opened his eyes again, it was late afternoon.

Guo Yun stood under the bed and was reaching into the wardrobe to pick out clothes.

"You're awake. I just made an appointment with Teacher Xu to advise me on my graduation design. Do you want to come along?"

Only then did Qiao Yifan remember that she and Guo Yun's instructor for graduation design were the same person. That day, she rushed up a draft and said that she would send it to her teacher by email.

"I'll go with you."

Qiao Qiao got off the bed with a poem. Just then, she made up the bed and fell into a dangerous trap, falling asleep immediately. She still had more than half of her luggage left, and the graduation thesis was inside, she rummaged through it and took it out.

"Do you have an idea?"

"Yeah, I want to …"

Qiao Qiao held hands with Guo Yun, thinking that when they had just entered university, they would look like good roommates who had eaten and slept together. Together, they would go to the office.

"Qiao Yifan!" Someone stopped her.

Guo Yun was one step ahead of her and turned around. Her entire body became like a kettle that was being boiled as she let out a sharp cry, "Teacher Bi!"

Looking again, not only Guo Yun, but the other students in the corridor could not help but look at Bi Ru, their eyes filled with the look of spring water.

"So you really are a teacher at our school." Joe marveled in poetry.

"Just a part-time job." Bi Chen's peach blossom eyes curved as he replied.

Joe stroked his hair on his chest in embarrassment. She was still wearing her slippers and a loose T-shirt. She didn't need to pretend to be anything when she was in her second year of university, but she had been working day and night with her students for the school exhibition. She ate and slept in the classroom, having seen all sorts of haggard and slovenly looks.

But this was the first time that Joe had faced her in such a casual manner. The last time she had been wearing a little dress, she had been at a magnificent and elegant art exhibition.

"Teacher Bi and Qiao Qiao know each other!" Guo Yun interrupted, looking especially attentive.

Although Bi Chen carried the title of a teacher, he was after all the same age as them. He couldn't help but speak in a calmer tone.

"Yes, I saw Joey at the exhibition and I invited her to coffee."

This remark easily caused a misunderstanding. Wasn't he pursuing Joe's poem by meeting him by chance at the painting exhibition and inviting him?

Guo Yun gasped.

Bi Chen was too eye-catching. The atmosphere became a little hot due to Guo Yun. More and more people gathered in the corridor.

He Xuan Mei, who had just returned from outside the school, was also drawn over. Her eyes lit up when she saw the height that exceeded the peak of the crowd.

As internationally renowned students of the academy, they were still able to come in contact with the upper class. However, as ordinary students of the academy's lowest level, He Xuanmei, was still separated from them by a chasm.

However, Bi Chen was different. He wore accessories, drove a car, and even spoke to confirm that he was a young man with excellent cultivation from the upper class, not to mention his outstanding appearance.

But as she listened to Bi Ru and Qiao Yifeng's conversation, her expression grew more and more profound. She clenched her fists so tightly that the exquisite armor almost broke under her palms.

"Hello, teacher." He Xuan pushed her way through the crowd in a domineering and beautiful manner and came to stand between the three of them.

There were only four people in Qiao Yifeng's room. Right now, there were only three people standing there.

"Yes, hello." Beeson greeted her kindly.

"Teacher, when you were courting Qiao Qiao, did you not ask her if she had a boyfriend?" He Xuan's beautiful tone was light, seemingly teasing him. She pretended to inadvertently mention it, "The boyfriend that kept Qiao Qiao is said to be a rich man."

"Aiya, I said the wrong thing."

Joe wanted to spit in her face with his poetry, and his acting was disgusting.