Chapter 43: What on earth did they do together?

Su Manyao walked over, stood there, displaying ease and laziness.

She tied her hair, wore a long dress, one hand's fingers hooked the bag letting it dangle loosely, the other hand reached from behind her back and hooked the arm holding the bag.

One leg in high heels supported her weight, the other leg slightly forward, making her look weak and lazy.

Such a casual stance was elegant and fashionable! Girls watching wanted to learn it.

Guys seeing it exclaimed "Holy shit!", can it be like this?

Before, some wondered if they were over-flattering Professor Su, seeming unpromising; now he found a reason—admiring Professor Su is definitely not embarrassing! Just as women, the dozens of women present, with merely this ordinary gesture, compared to Professor Su, the difference is huge; even if they tried to learn this detail, they could never capture that feeling.

Admiring Professor Su is not embarrassing! Not to mention them, even Jiang Cheng, who had already kissed, was stunned!

In fact, Jiang Cheng himself hadn't noticed; he is no different from an older sister type—he also cares a lot about face and self-esteem.

Therefore, it's really hard for him to sincerely admit admiration for someone.

But at this moment, he was still stunned by the woman before him!

Without comparison, you don't know; only by comparing do you realize what a real woman is!

If not for the brother's introduction to meet at the playground, it would be like meeting under the moon on Jade Terrace! Exactly!

I don't know if Zhouzixin did it on purpose, not giving those male classmates too much time to admire, she pressed the timer and shouted: "Start!"

woc!

The three-stroke male classmates picked up their pens and immediately wrote the nouns they wanted on the cardboard!

"Do you think Jiang Chen and Professor Su can have tacit understanding?"

"What tacit understanding could there be? Flowers stuck in cow. Well, he's handsome. But it's useless; no one can understand the aloof Professor Su!"

Before their discussion faded, Jiang Cheng had already finished writing the noun! His motion of putting down the pen drew everyone's gaze; they wanted to see what he would gesture. Only saw Jiang Cheng swipe a finger across his brow.

The older-sister-type Su Manyao stood there, tilting her head, and blurted two words: "eyebrow pencil."

"Yes!"

Shucheng picked up the pen and immediately wrote the second noun.

However, in this round, another group nearby had just finished writing the first noun and put down their pen.

In total, less than five seconds had passed, yet Jiang Cheng and Su Manyao's team had already scored a point! Those nearby, intently watching them, were dumbfounded! They only saw Jiang Cheng swipe his brow—how could that be guessed as "eyebrow pencil"?

Shouldn't the first reaction be to guess "eyebrow"?!!

But this thought just arose, and they rejected it, because in this game the noun must be expressed by body gestures, not directly pointing to the object! Yet how did Professor Su know Jiang Cheng wanted to convey "eyebrow pencil"? They hadn't figured this out when Jiang Cheng had already written the second noun.

This time Jiang Cheng simply held the pen in his hand, feeling it unnecessary to put down to save time—just a noun difference, right?

For him it's very easy; even hiding under the covers with an older sister, he wouldn't be afraid! Then everyone saw Jiang Cheng just spread his arms and gesture a shape on the ground.

Professor Su instantly replied: "Sofa!"

Everyone:!!! How does just circling both hands once mean a sofa? Where does their tacit understanding come from? Why would Professor Su know that circling his hands twice means sofa?

Could it be that they were doing something on the sofa?!!

Impossible, absolutely impossible! Let's look again.

Embarrassed, he walked to the side, watching student Li Hongwei play the game; in that second he only felt his face burning hot!

He came here looking for an opportunity! Who knew that as soon as he arrived he'd be slapped in the face, and so fast he couldn't react! Who is this kid? Yesterday's singer Song Yu Heng, his eyes went blank; he can't even recall how many classes he's taken with Professor Su, yet he still knows nothing about Professor Su.

Moreover, it's even more impossible that such a casual gesture could achieve tacit understanding with Professor Su! How did this kid do it? Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng didn't think much and had already written the third noun.

At that moment, only a dozen or so seconds had passed.

Next, Jiang Cheng wrote the two characters for "mosquito"!

He made both hands mimic flapping wings, then quickly tapped his leg twice with one hand.

"Mosquito." Su Manyao flung her bag onto her shoulder and spoke.

"woc!"

"What's going on? Professor Su guessed accurately without a single extra character!"

"Could it be that they had agreed on this beforehand?!"

"Hey hey hey hey hey, classmate, what do you mean? Do you think Professor Su and we playing the game would be cheating?"

"Ah? I didn't mean that." The classmate who had spoken earlier, seeing many people around looking unfavorably, immediately shut his mouth, afraid to say more.

"I hadn't even had time to think about his motion, and Professor Su had already guessed it!"

"This is real tacit understanding! Look at the others nearby—even if they guessed right, they'd have to guess several placements before matching, but Professor Su just blurts out the answer!"

During their discussion, Jiang Cheng had already written the third noun.

And he had finished the strokes.

His motion was very simple—just making a gesture of holding something and tilting his head up.

This time Su Manyao didn't reply instantly; she thought for a second, then said: "Ice water."

During that second of thought, she was wondering whether Jiang Cheng had written the mineral water he gave him in the car.

But before speaking, he hesitated for that second, then finally decided on "ice water."

Not participating in the game, sitting aside, Music Department counselor Liu Han Zhu, seeing this, his whole body shook! Am I becoming part of your play?

Who among the families understands this?

You all don't understand why she could guess ice water, but I do—woc!

I don't want to understand! This noun indeed stunned everyone; with just that simple gesture, one could guess mineral water or a drink, but Professor Su directly guessed ice water! How could the two of them be related to ice water?

In under thirty seconds, Jiang Cheng had already written the fourth noun.

This time Jiang Cheng wrote what he had prepared in advance: "Perfume water!"

He rubbed both hands along one leg, then pointed to one of his hands.

Halfway through the motion, Su Manyao had already guessed it.

But Su Manyao remained silent, staring straight at Jiang Cheng.

Because he realized things seemed to be going wrong! The people around watching Jiang Cheng gesturing wondered what this leg‑touching meant. Su Manyao paused for a few seconds before slowly saying: "Perfume."

"Yes!"

Classmates:??? How did leg‑touching turn into perfume? What on earth did they do together? (End of chapter)