Tuesday afternoon, September 15.

The third online course selection of the Finance Institute begins.

The first two course selections were last semester, and the third course selection was mainly to make up for the students who still had missing.

Su Huaizhou and Jiang Miao had been waiting for this time. As soon as the time came, they stayed in front of the computer in the school computer room, logged into Jiang Miao's student account, and entered the course selection page.

He searched for the two courses of "Marriage and Law" and "Psychology and Life" as fast as possible. After Jiang Miao clicked to select the course, the system showed that the course selection was successful.

When Su Huaizhu saw this prompt, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

"In this way, we can take classes together for Friday's elective courses..."

"Can I let me sneak into my senior sister's thigh?"

"I'm thinking about these things in my mind when I go to class with me?" Su Huaizhou pinched his face and felt sorry for her. "Can't I just enjoy the fun of class with my girlfriend?"

"Isn't the fun just touching and kissing?" Jiang Miao asked in confusion, "I used to accompany my senior sister to class, and senior sister, you always put your legs on my legs and let me touch them."

"I, I..." Su Huaizhou blushed and argued, "I'm giving you some materials! How can it be the same?!"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Miao liked the cute face of her senior sister who turned red when she was quibbling. She went up to kiss her and said with a smile, "We should also learn more about the elective courses on Friday."

"Who is going to get materials from you..." Su Huaizhou turned his head and muttered, but there was no obvious sign of rejection.

After the simple course selection, the two of them didn't have much free time.

Although it is a public break on Tuesday afternoon and there are no classes, as a class assistant, I have to organize various information and go to the counselor's office to hand in messy information.

Most of the time, Su Huaizhu handled it alone, but with too many things, Jiang Miao still had to come over to help work as a coolie.

When he arrived at the counselor's office, Li Haiyan rarely saw him and immediately laughed: "Is the great writer here?"

"Cough..." Jiang Miao got goosebumps all over her body after being called by the counselor.

Li Haiyan's best friend next to him, Teacher Yang, who is also a counselor, followed and said, "Jiang Miao remembers to update when he goes back. I'm still reading your new book."

Jiang Miao: “…”

Obviously, because of the exposure of Peach Jiang, Jiang Miao has become a very famous thing in the office.

Some teachers even read what he wrote, and it was interesting to read.

After all, it was a uniform order. Jiang Miao clenched his fists and endured the humiliation of the death of the society, and did not have the same knowledge as these teachers.

Fortunately, Su Huaizhou saw that he was pitiful, so after handing over the information, he immediately said goodbye and pulled his junior out of the office.

"Huh..." Jiang Miao and Sanchuang White Bone Demon's cave were sweating profusely, and almost felt dead in the office. "It's so terrible... I will never come to Li Haiyan's office again in the future."

"Who said before that you're getting used to it?" Su Huaixiang snorted, "Why are you still embarrassed now?"

"Can that be the same?" Jiang Miao had a little tooth pain. "I was all my peers before, and no matter how old they were, they were not much older. It didn't matter if everyone was laughing and making a fuss."

"Now they are all teachers in groups, how can I resist this?"

"Senior sister, don't pull me in the office next time."

Su Huaizhu gave him a blank look and said with a smile: "Just get used to it, don't be afraid."

"..." Jiang Miao looked speechless and said, "Next time I will share my senior sister's Bee Station account with Teacher Li and the others."

"Dare you dare?!"

Compared to Jiang Miao's all-round social death at the school level, Su Huaizhu's social death was actually not bad. At least because of the wedding video, the identity of the bushima master was not exposed to the teacher.

Most of the people who know Su Huaizhou are painting comics on Bizhan are their classmates around them, and they have not yet affected the teacher.

That is, Jiang Miao's father stabbed him in the back, otherwise the information exchange between the teacher and the students would not have been linked to what Jiang Miao wrote.

"Let's go." Jiang Miao rubbed the senior sister who was a little furious, stroked her soft long hair, and hugged her slender waist and walked out of the college building.

...

Freshman is still in military training. The total military training time of two weeks is slowly approaching the end and entering the countdown stage.

After the military training for freshmen on Friday afternoon, these new college students finally started their new college life.

Su Huaizhu stood in the stands, supported the railing and looked at the freshmen in green or blue military uniforms below, leaving the scene and sighed quietly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Miao was still savoring the feeling of her class when she saw her like this, and when she saw her look, she couldn't help but ask strangely.

"It's nothing... I just feel older." Su Huaixiang's upper body was completely lying on the railing, lowered her slender waist and stretched her body, and finally slowly exhaled her breath, "I will be in my third year in a blink of an eye. I will graduate in another year or two, and I don't know what to do in the future."

"Drawing." Jiang Miao sat on the first row of chairs with the back of his head in his arms, leaning against the chair, and his eyes were squinting after being blown by the wind, admiring the beautiful figure of the senior sister after bent down, "Senior sister, you like it yourself, don't you?"

"But there is a saying that turning your hobbies into work will only make people lose interest in this matter?" Su Huaixiang turned his head and asked, "What if I suddenly feel boring when I draw in the future?"

"Why should I worry about the future?" Jiang Miao shook his head, "Senior sister, you don't just like painting, but you have the ability to generate income based on your liking."

"It's like I like writing online articles, but I don't have any grades at all. Then I will definitely not say arrogantly that I will write online articles full-time in the future."

"But if I can rely on online articles to support myself, and even my income is not low, why not?"

"Most people's enthusiasm is more eroded by the difficult daily life than the things they love."

"If you give up what you once loved when your economic income is enough to maintain a normal life, that's all."

Su Huaizhu turned around and leaned against the railing and laughed: "Why do you feel like you are like a teacher? You talk about it one by one."

"I just hope my senior sister will live happily." Jiang Miao stood up, reached out and hugged Su Huaizhu in his arms, pressed her head close to his chest, "If senior sister likes to draw, then do it boldly, there is nothing to worry about."

"What would you do if you miss your writing in the future?" Su Huaixiang leaned against his junior's broad arms, raised his little face and asked curiously.

"If you fail, look for the reasons, summarize, learn lessons, and continue to work hard in the next book." When talking about Wang Wen, Jiang Miao's face turned a little serious. "Many people like external attribution when they fail, but the most important thing is to find problems from their own perspective."

"I feel like you can be a philosopher." Su Huaixiang smiled, tiptoed, and gently pointed on his lips.

"No philosopher is that simple." Jiang Miao also lowered his head, and ignored the juniors passing by in the stands, and kissed his seniors for several seconds. "Please call me a porridge scholar in the future. Are you in a better mood now?"

"If I make a little unreasonable, should I scold you for not understanding romance, rational but cold-blooded, and unhuman?" Su Huaizhou asked with a smile with a tilted head.

"The rational thing is the words of thinking, and romance and human feelings are all here." As he said that, Jiang Miao blocked Su Huaizhou's face again, and the freshmen passing by were wide open their mouths.

Especially the students in Accounting Class 1, they covered their faces with helplessness.

Since the senior sister and seniors exposed their relationship last weekend and were having fun in the live broadcast room, the pair of class assistants have completely stopped covering up in front of them.

Every time I appeared in front of them, I didn’t hide my relationship anymore. I always held hands, held arms and held my slender waist, and looked so intimate that I could no longer be intimate, which made the students in Accounting Class 1 suffer.

If I had known this, why would I have...

At that time, I exposed how happy my senior sister was, and how sad it was now that I was choked with dog food.

"Um... OK..." Su Huaixiang gently pushed him away, glanced at the bottom of the stands with a red face, and hurriedly took his junior's hand and lowered his head and slipped away.

...

September 25th, another week passed.

In the third week of school, freshmen had already adapted to the pace of college classes, and the class assistant responsibilities of Jiang Miao and Su Huaizhou gradually decreased.

After the first class in the morning, Jiang Miao picked up the senior sister at the entrance of the teaching building and went with her to take the class "Marriage and Law".

Although Jiang Miao had also accompanied his senior sister to take classes before, none of those courses were taken by him.

This is the first time they have chosen the same course to take this "marriage and law".

"Senior sister, let's sit here." Jiang Miao pulled Su Huaizhu into the classroom, staring at the two positions against the wall in the back row, and quickly occupied the best terrain.

Seeing his appearance, Su Huaizhou couldn't help rolling his eyes, but the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised slightly. Under Jiang Miao's sideways, he sat at the innermost position against the wall.

The course officially begins at around 10 o'clock.

The slightly fat middle-aged female teacher walked up to the podium to open the courseware and started the opening remarks very skillfully.

But Jiang Miao basically didn't listen much, and focused all his attention on his senior sister.

The two people's arms and arms were tightly attached, and their fingers were intertwined under the table.

During class last Friday, my junior was messing around. This time, Su Huaizhu had learned his lesson and held his junior's hand tightly and refused to let go so that he would not touch it again.

"Listen to the class." Su Huaixiang whispered in his ear, "This course is quite famous in the school, and everyone likes this content."

"It's okay." Jiang Miao turned his head and bit Su Huaixiang's ears, "We can practice it after graduation."

Everyone knows how marriage and law are practiced.

Su Huaizhu, who had a tear mole on the corner of his eyes, gave him a blank look: "The teacher is now talking about the knowledge of pre-marriage property and post-marriage property. Do you have to practice it in the future?"

"Everyone listened to my senior sister." Jiang Miao said seriously, "The money I earned was originally used to seek a wife."

"Just talk too much." Su Huaixiang curled his lips, "Who wants your money, I won't earn the money by myself?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I have to rely on my senior sister to support me."

"Be serious." Su Huaizhu was so amused and cried, and then he went down seriously and said, "I think you can open a bank card for two people. We can deposit a certain proportion of the money every month according to our income."

"Often personal expenses are used to spend the rest of your money. If it is a relatively large expense, you can discuss it and get it from your bank card."

"Is this bank card good to save money, and no one can move it alone?"

After hearing this, Jiang Miao touched his chin and thoughtfully: "Senior Sister."

"Hmm?" Su Huaixiang tilted her head.
To be continued...