The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 320 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellion Period 24

   "It's alright, let me throw this away for you?" Zheng Qiling raised her handbag with an understanding tone.

   Shi Jingnian paused for two seconds when he flipped through the document, his white fingertips pressed against the edge of the document, his attitude was indifferent: "Free."

   The smile on Zheng Qiling's face became more real.

   "It's all dirty. I'll buy you a new one."

   She walked downstairs, there happened to be a trash can beside her, looked at the pink tote bag in her hand, and the contempt in her eyes was fleeting, and she threw the things in the trash!

   On the other side, Ji Ningan was chatting with the senior sisters in full swing.

   Without encountering some weird people, she is very easy to attract the same sex. After saying goodbye to the sister of the Academy of Fine Arts, she walked outside the building, and just walked out of the door, she inadvertently glanced at the trash can next to her.

   The footsteps stopped.

Um? ? ?

   Ji Ning'an looked at the familiar pink handbag in the trash can, and faintly could see the cold and hard suit exposed.

   was quiet for a while, muttering to himself.

   "It's really rich... 200,000 can be thrown away."

   It's impossible not to be angry at all, but how to deal with other people's things is a matter of the time, and it has nothing to do with her.

   She distressed her tote bag.

   Knowing that Shi Jingnian was going to throw it away, she changed the plastic bag.

   Cleanliness maniac.

   Ji Ning'an sighed and bowed towards the handbag: "I'm sorry, I sacrificed you, I will pray for you, and be a person in the next life."

  Senior sister came over and pulled her: "Ningling fast, you can still take classes now!"

"what?"

   Ji Ning'an was dragged and dragged to the oil painting room by senior sister before she could speak: "Mr. Zhang is loose, you can experience the joy of junior year in advance!"

"thank you."

   Ji Ning'an inexplicably followed them to draw a lesson.

  The office is deadly quiet.

   Shi Jingnian's action of flipping through the document stayed on that page for a long time, motionless.

   He finally put the document on the table, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

   Originally passed through by others... Shi Jingnian didn't plan to keep it, so just throw it away.

  It was like that.

   He looked at the time, there were still three minutes to go to class, got up and walked to the studio calmly.

While passing by the oil painting room, I inadvertently saw a familiar figure by the window. Like a kind of student, he was painting in front of an easel, with his back turned to him, unable to see his face, his skeleton was petite and slender, and the toes of his shoes swayed slightly. , hold the brush carefully.

  The wind blew through her hair, quiet and agile.

   Shi Jingnian paused slightly, his eyes fixed on the painting she drew.

  The cat lazily basks in the sun on the swing entwined by the vines. The colors are bright, almost out of the vividness of the picture.

   As if I could see the sun in the afternoon with my own eyes, in the owner's garden, there was a cat licking its fur with its tail flapping.

   He stood at the door, watched for a while, and then turned abruptly in the other direction when it was time for class.

   Downstairs, next to the flower bed, there are two trash cans of different classifications.

  The pink tote bag is lying quietly on the top, very ostentatious, like a treasure discarded in the garbage heap.

   Shi Jingnian's face darkened slightly, standing two or three steps away, trying to take things out, but he couldn't let go.

   Crazy?

   "Professor Shi?" Father Ji returned to school and saw Shi Jingnian standing beside the trash can, he was stunned, "This is you?"

   The man withdrew his hand and said in a cold tone: "I—something fell."

   "Did it fall into the trash can?" Father Ji looked at the trash can, and then looked at the cold and timeless man.

   Shi Jingnian nodded with an ugly face, his profile was sharp and clear, the bridge of his nose was high, cold white and delicate.

   is really out of place.

   Father Ji and Shi Jingnian have a good relationship. He admires each other very much and has become a good friend. Now his daughter has chosen the art department, and he plans to introduce Shi Jingnian and Xiao Ning.

   "What is it?" Father Ji walked over.

   "Pink, bag."

  “???”

   Father Ji craned his neck in daze and shock, and looked at the trash can. The pink tote bag was obviously thrown on top.

He looked vaguely familiar. Below are some express cardboard boxes thrown away by students. They are not dirty at all, but for a patient with serious cleanliness like Shi Jingnian, it would take half his life for him to stand next to the trash can. .

   He directly reached out and picked up the tote bag and handed it to Shi Jingnian.

   "Here, how can you still fall into the trash can?"

   "Thank you." Shi Jingnian didn't know which hand to use, and finally wrapped the string of the tote bag with a white handkerchief, with his surname embroidered on the lower left of the handkerchief.

  Father Ji waved his hand, and finally remembered why this tote bag looked familiar: "My daughter also has this kind of bag!"

   He was in high spirits: "It's a coincidence, but..." This is pink, and this is the season, so I can't get a piece together.

   "Your girlfriend gave it to you?" He had a bold guess and asked jokingly.

   "No." Shi Jingnian denied it quickly, his tone was calm and neat, "A... child."

   Father Ji thought it was a bit strange, to make Shi Jingnian look like this, I'm afraid that kid is not easy.

   "By the way, my daughter also came to Beijing University. She was a freshman. She chose the art department. Her name is Ji——"

   "Professor Ji, the director is looking for you!" Someone trotted over and hurriedly said something.

   It seemed that it was an urgent matter, and Father Ji had some regrets: "Let's talk next time, my daughter is good!"

Shi Jingnian nodded. After Father Ji left, he returned to the office. He silently looked at the handbag in his hand for a few seconds. He sprayed the disinfectant back and forth dozens of times, wiped it with a tissue, and finally put it on the bag. on the cabinet.

……What is he doing?

   In the studio, the students are practicing sketching, and Teacher Li helps to watch the class.

   "My God, for the first time in my life, Professor Shi is still late!!"

   This news is too scary for them.

   They would rather believe that tomorrow is the end of the world than imagine that the time of self-discipline will be late.

   "Big material big material!"

   "What kind of urgency is this, to make Professor Shi do this..."

   "I'm afraid the professor's house collapsed!"

   Ten minutes after the class started, the season was long overdue.

   "Excuse me," he said.

   Teacher Li shook his head: "It's fine." He was also quite curious about what Shi Jingnian was busy with.

   However, dare not gossip.

   No one dared to ask the time of Jingnian.

   The enthusiastic classmates who were discussing just now lowered their heads and drew serious sketches under the glance of Shi Jingnian.

  The man is sitting in front of the easel by the window, his profile is cold and gentle, his eyes are lowered slightly, the sun is mottled in from the outside, the white and slender fingers are holding the paintbrush, the strokes are concise and powerful, the wrist moves with the movement, and the protruding wrist bone is thin.

   He is an orphan ancient painting with great collection value.

   The student who raised his head stared blankly for a while, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

   Regarding the conflict in the dormitory, the final disposal result came down three days later. Hu Yuanyuan was recorded a major demerit and the punishment was severe.

   When she heard the result, she couldn't believe it at all: "How is it possible?"

  Hu Yuanyuan has been waiting for the safe and sound result of this matter, but she didn't expect that there was something wrong with her herself!

  My friend felt that this matter was originally her fault, and this kind of punishment was also fair. Seeing Hu Yuanyuan's reaction, she didn't quite understand it.

   "What nonsense are you talking about!" Hu Yuanyuan glared at her, "My father will help me deal with it, how could this be?!"

   Zhao Yuxuan's eyes flickered, and he said something unintentionally.

   (end of this chapter)