Cannon Fodder Counterattacks Spiritual Writings (15)

With some bad thoughts that cannot be seen by outsiders in his mind, Ye Sinian pursed his lips and looked at Yue Yue beside him.

Looking at the corners of his upturned lips, Yue Yue turned his face to kiss him on the cheek, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?" Such a strange look...

Ye sinian touched his chin and looked at him. Looking up and down a few times at his handsome facial features, his phoenix eyes flashed with evil light.

Oops~ he can't help but want to see him drop his jaw in shock. How can this be not good?

Staring at this eagerly eager gaze full of evil taste, Yueyue's heart trembled unconsciously, and a gust of coolness rose in his heart. For the first time, he realized the kind of feeling when the person was staring at him.

Sure enough... ahem! It's so cool...

He stretched out his arms to put his arms around Ye Sinian's thin waist, and Yue Yue asked half-flattering and half-tentatively: "What's the matter?"

Ye Sinian's lips were full of unconcealable smiles. He raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, opened his mouth and said nonsense: "It's nothing~"

Looking at his raised lips and a malicious smile, Yue Yue: "..."

Why is there a wonderful premonition that something is wrong?

Professor Chen was very passionate in class. Today he brought a set of tea sets from the last years of the previous dynasty. It belongs to a personal collection. You can see how much he loves it by looking at the shiny surface of the tea set.

Classmates in their class generally like his lessons. Not only can they learn the very interesting little knowledge, but even if they are not interested in the knowledge of various cultural relics, they can also appreciate the ever-changing facial expressions of Professor Chen.

It can be photographed as a spicy kind of emoticon.

So, when they heard that Professor Chen built a website for Yueyue to promote his supreme beauty and heroic military exploits, and naturally became the vice-chairman of Yueyue Fan Support Association, followed by a crowd crying and calling him Little Lori. They were surprised, they had a sense of absurdity as expected.

After all..his a person with rich feelings...

This class passed without knowing. Professor Chen took a sigh of relief, carefully putting the tea set into the treasure bag, and announcing the end of the class.

"Yi Che, are you going to play basketball?" Dou Kai stretched his waist and asked with a pleasant face to Ye Sinian, who was taking notes beside him.

Ye sinian stood up, curled his lips and said: "I'm going back to catch up with homework."

"...qaq"

Dou Kai's stretched waist froze instantly, and his face was messy and said: "What homework?! There is homework?! Why don't I know!"

"Professor Wu's homework!" Ye Sinian raised his eyebrows, as expected, the smile on his lips was calm.

"When will it be handed in?" Dou Kai blinked, eyes full of pitiful expectations.

Ye Sinian smiled and picked up the notes, and ruthlessly shattered his fantasy: "Send it to him before eight o'clock tonight."

Dou Kai: "...qaq"

Hearing their conversation, there are three thirds of the classroom. One's expression was messy for a moment, and then he canceled his plan to go out with a bitter expression on his face, and ran pitifully toward the dormitory.

My God, it's only four hours!

The remaining one-third of the people have a triumphant smile on their faces. What could be better than watching others make up their homework and enjoying life slowly?

Seeing Ye Sinian and Dou Kai walking outside the classroom, Sun Lin frowned slightly, and a slightly disdainful smile formed on his lips.

What is the value of this kind of temporary writing?

"Sun Lin, do you have time?" The beautiful girl with wavy and curly hair walked behind him holding the notebook, biting her lip, and opening her mouth.

Covering the sudden disgust on his face, when Sun Lin turned around, his face had already returned to his former gentleness, and his voice was low and authentic: "What's wrong?"

"I..." The girl blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a flushed face: "Today is my birthday..."

He frowned almost imperceptibly, and the smile on Sun Lin's face became more and more reluctant. He raised his arm to check the time, he frowned and said: "Sorry, I have been too busy these days, I forgot to buy gifts..."

"It's okay!" The girl flushed with shame, and her voice became lower: "Then are you free tonight? It's okay if you don't have a gift!"

The fingers of the notebook were almost white, and the beautiful face of the boy in the dream flashed across his mind. Sun Lin looked at the girl who dared not look at him with her eyes down. His face paled again.

His pair of black eyes were a little hollow and a little dazed. Sun Lin squeezed the notebook in his hand, finally gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, I'm free."

Quietly in the dormitory.

Dou Kai looked down at the thick "B National History" in his hand, scratching his head with anxiety.

He is so stupid! Really! Why did he forget Professor Wu's homework for the past three days just playing games?

Now there is so little time left, but what should he do?

It was obviously different from his violent style. With a calm smile on his lips, Ye sinian slowly turned on the computer.

Open the desktop titled "Oddingson as a Literary and Historian", Ye Sinian leaned back in his chair relaxedly and looked at it slowly from the beginning to up.

The original owner Yi Che has not been a relatively courageous existence in real life, but this article boldly puts forward a subversive argument.

Oddingson is one of the most dazzling stars in the political history of country B. His politics talent is highly respected around the world, but as famous as his tough political skills is his despised character.

According to rumors, Oddingson's collections of poems and writings were all ghostwritten by the secretary. He himself was a rough man with no idea. He not only seized the secretary's works, but also used his detached identity and status to suppress them frequently. Poor character.

Therefore, it was not until Oddingson passed away that the old secretary who had a bleak evening scene had the opportunity to stand in front of the camera and tell the truth in tears.

Although there is no iron proof that the old man's words are true, because Oddingson's policy was too tough during his reign, a group of countries and people whose interests have been violated have applauded and let them splash on Oddingson. The tide of dirty water is getting stronger and stronger.

Until now, when people talk about Oddingson, they still think of that specious scandal.

However, it is impossible for every historical figure to have no admirers. Under the influence of his father, the original owner Yi Che admired Oddingson very much. He vowed to rectify the name of Mr. Oddingson since he was a child, and this article is just his little test. The product, the materials involved may not be exhaustive, and the text may not be too mature, but the flashing light of thought is enough to cover up all shortcomings and deficiencies.

Even according to the original path of fate, this article was praised by the professors, but the original owner was too unlucky to have time to perfect and publish this article.

Having taken over the body and memory of the original owner, and tasked with a counter-attack, Ye Sinian certainly could not tolerate that kind of thing. He not only had to perfect this article, but also let it shine as it should.

The sound of typing on the keyboard echoes in the dormitory, Yue yue sat on the chair, staring at Ye Sinian's straight back and long white hands.

Seeing his hands shuttled back and forth on the black keyboard, his fingers fluttering like jade-white butterfly wings, Yueyue licked his lips, feeling that his wife's hands were really flexible and beautiful.

Lin Xiaobei squatted beside holding the doll. The little duckling pajamas stained with mud on his body were long gone. Instead, he was replaced by a cool and handsome black denim suit with a pair of light white sneakers soles bilngbilng shining on his feet.

He touched the head of the doll in his arms, staring at the shoes on his feet with big glass-like eyes, obviously surprised by its light-emitting function.

Yue Yue glanced inadvertently, then looked down at the unsightly cowhide boots on his feet. His heart was sour. He held back his yearning for the magical pair of shiny shoes, raised his feet and tapped on the ground.

Lin Xiaobei withdrew his gaze from his shoes, raised his head to meet his strange eyes, and pouted vigilantly,

"What are you doing?"

"What did you call me today?"

Yue Yue glanced at Ye sinian's back and seeing that he didn't notice this side, he breathed a sigh of relief, proudly lifted his chin and looked at the little ball on the ground, a face that looked after the autumn.

"..." Lin Xiaobei took a step back silently, and said: "Uncle..."

Yueyue raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then what do you call him?"

As he said, he lifted up the tip of his chin and poked Ye sinian's back.

"Brother...Brother..." Lin Xiaobei blinked down those big glazed eyes, with an inexplicable face.

"Wrong!" Yue yue looked serious and categorically said: "The call is wrong."

"(⊙o⊙)?" Lin Xiaobei looked at him with wide eyes.

Yue Yue coughed solemnly, and said in a poignant way: "Do you know how old he is and how old am I?"

Lin Xiaobei shook his head obediently, "No... I don't know..."

His strange eyes flickered. After a dark glow, Yue Yue's face was full of expressions that say you don't understand, and said: "He is twenty years old and I am only two years older than him, twenty two!"

(⊙v⊙)?

Lin Xiaobei's eyes widened sharply, looked at Yue yue's sincere face, then turned to look at Ye Sinian's back from a distance, and said in disbelief, "Really?!"

Yue yue was full of face. The old man nodded solemnly with an expression of no deceit, and said, "Your previous name was wrong! But I have a large number of forgiveness. As long as you call brother, I will forgive you!"

Holding the doll, frowned. Lin Xiao Bei's small white face was almost wrinkled into a little bun with folds, and he shrank his neck in Yueyue's expectant gaze, hesitatingly said: "Brother...Brother?"

"Well! This is right. That's right! Not bad!" Yue Yue smiled triumphantly, stretched out his hand and rubbed his furry head vigorously, boasting: "Russ can teach!"

Ye Sinian, who heard them screaming and typing: "... "

Rolling his eyes and deleting the word silly [BEEP--] that was typed out in the document, Ye Sinian couldn't help but flew a blind eye.

Yue yue covered his chest in surprise, and the embarrassing sweetness came out of those different-colored eyes.

My wife is so enthusiastic, he is so fair and honest.