【Xiyao】Everyone is happy
Chapter 24 Extra Story [Xiyao] Gossip
"As You Like It" extra episode.
Side A
Tea room for social animals
Plot summary:
President Xiao Jin went to N University to play cosplay again
convention event
Fuck, it turns out that their husband and wife are still so good at playing
……
TBC
Side B
When Jin Guangyao entered the auditorium, it was almost full of people.He quickly glanced around and found an empty seat in the back row, so he strolled past under the complicated gazes of everyone.
"Excuse me, classmate, is there anyone next to you?"
He smiled, spoke softly, and held proper courtesy without being overly enthusiastic.Coupled with that delicate and handsome face, it's hard not to make people feel good.
The girl who was accosted didn't seem to think so. She raised her head and looked at him through the lens for a while. The expressions on her face were unpredictable and could not be summed up in one emotion, but none of them were friendly.
Jin Guangyao smiled and admired her expression for a while, before the other party stood up and said coldly: "No, senior, sit down."
"Thank you."
He sat down leisurely, as if oblivious to the sight around him, took out a book and flipped through it.The girl glanced at him from time to time, hesitated to speak a few times, and finally turned her complicated feelings into a straightforward question: "Senior, what kind of relationship do you really have with Professor Lan?"
Her voice was very soft, but it reached the nearby ears who were always catching gossip, and a pot of boiling water suddenly boiled in the back row.
Jin Guangyao closed the pages of the book upon hearing this.The current students are quite bold, and he somehow appreciates them.
School is a place where people forget their age. Many people who have never been out of the ivory tower retain their innocence and idealism.Jin Guangyao met her awe-inspiring gaze, and felt that the other party was trying to persuade him to return to the right path and do a good job in academics.
He didn't have to crush this ideal, but perhaps because of the influence of the campus atmosphere, Jin Guangyao felt a lot more relaxed. He was usually forced to be serious in the company, but now it is rare to have the opportunity to let himself go.
Jin Guangyao's silence was interpreted by the girl as guilty conscience, she raised her face, waiting for his answer.
The person on the opposite side finally raised his eyes again, feeling helpless in his sincerity and grievance in his bewilderment.
"I only come to lectures occasionally. I don't know why there are those sayings, but it's really not what you imagined."
After several years of graduation, Jin Guangyao's appearance hasn't changed much, but his face is thicker than before. It's quite deceptive to say what he said without changing his face or beating his heart.
The girl was really moved by him, she was stunned for a moment, her expression softened, a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, senior, I may have misunderstood..."
"But, I do know Professor Lan very well," Jin Guangyao didn't wait for her to finish speaking, hooking the corners of his lips and provoking a bright smile, "I don't just want to publish a paper, I also like his face."
If the expressions also had voices, a piece of glass must have been smashed in front of Jin Guangyao.
Gossip is always born inadvertently.
A month ago, they bought tickets in advance to see Notre Dame Cathedral on a Friday night.Lan Xichen had classes in the afternoon, and Jin Guangyao was on vacation that day, so he planned to wait for him at school and catch up on class after a long absence.
If you dress too formally, you will be mistaken for a certain teacher, which will increase the pressure on the students for no reason.So Jin Guangyao put on a white V-neck sweater over his shirt, jeans and Martin boots on his lower body, and took his laptop on the No. 2 line leading to N University.
During non-peak hours, there are not too many people in the subway.Jin Guangyao leaned in the corner, thinking of the days when he was between S University and Lan Xichen's house at the end of his sophomore year, feeling a little nostalgic.
He came early and chose an inconspicuous seat in the last row of the auditorium.Not long after, students walked in in twos and threes, laughing and playing.
Based on Jin Guangyao's experience when he was in school, the skipping rate for these two classes on Friday afternoons was extremely high, but it obviously didn't apply to Lan Xichen's class.It is a spectacle that the two girls at the front started arguing and robbed the ownership of the middle position in the first row.Jin Guangyao even suspected that the Academy of Arts put so much thought into arranging the class schedule.
Some students noticed the strange faces in the corner and whispered.
"Who is that person? I don't think I've seen it before."
"I don't know, but he's pretty handsome."
"Maybe it's some graduate student senior."
Lan Xichen stepped in gracefully, and immediately attracted all their eager eyes, and the strange senior just now was instantly forgotten.The young associate professor stood still on the podium, looking like a pine, and glanced at the back of the classroom, with tenderness in his eyes.
The girls beside Jin Guangyao covered their mouths.
"My God, Professor Lan smiled very charmingly today, ah, I'm going to die."
"Did he look this way just now?"
"It's all your fault for being slow. You must sit in the first row next time."
The person where he was looking at just now smiled, turned on the laptop, and logged into the mailbox to check the plan.
The subject of this class is Renaissance literature.
"Petrarch was a poet in the early Renaissance and one of the pioneers of humanism. Although he won the title of 'Poet Laureate' for his epic poem 'Africa', his representative work is the 'Book of Songs'... Poetry is stylistically inherited from the lyric poems of the knights of Provence and the tradition of Italian 'gentle new style' poetry, but with a breakthrough..."
Lan Xichen was gentle and calm as he spoke eloquently. The eyes of the girls stayed there for a long time, fascinated, as if he was a handsome bard playing the lute, and every word turned into a moving note .
The poet smiled and said, "Next, let me read a few lines of Petrarch's poems to you."
The booing sound drowned out the auditorium, and the voices of several boys were also mixed with it.
Lan Xichen tapped the mouse with his slender fingers, switched pages, and a few lines of poems slowly emerged, accompanied by his magnetic voice:
"That eye draws me to utter admiration,
And soft arms, slender hands, fresh faces,
Romantic passions have transformed me entirely,
Away from the noise of the crowd, intoxicated alone..."
But he didn't read the courseware, and the moment he met Jin Guangyao's eyes, the smile in his eyes deepened, as if there was a deep dawn and a bright moonlight hidden there, while everything outside of them was still.
After reading a few lines of the poem, there was thunderous applause in the classroom, and the girls next to them seemed to have numb palms from clapping.And Jin Guangyao calmed down, and quietly sent a WeChat message to Lan Xichen's silent phone.
"Teacher Lan, please study carefully."
Lan Xichen left a question for the students, with 5 minutes to think about it. Two minutes later, a message popped up on Jin Guangyao's cell phone.
"I'm seriously reading poetry for you"
It wasn't the first day they met, but Jin Guangyao felt his ears burn.
He was lost in thought when he heard Lan Xichen's voice: "Okay, then let's find a classmate to answer, the male classmate in the last row who wears a white sweater."
All eyes from all directions turned to Jin Guangyao who was in the corner, accompanied by low-pitched discussions.The latter reacted very quickly, accepting the attention ceremony calmly, but felt a bit of slander in his heart: It's not that he doesn't know this question, but what does Lan Xichen want to do?
While hesitating, a smile appeared on Lan Xichen's lips. "...the female classmate next to me."
Jin Guangyao thought to himself: ...hehe, Professor Lan, you are quite good at playing.
The girl who was called suddenly stood up excitedly and almost bumped into his arm.
In the evening, after Jin Guangyao took a shower and dried his hair, he saw Lan Xichen holding a laptop on the bed in his bedroom, his eyes filled with joy, and he even laughed softly.
He was deeply curious, so he got on the bed and leaned over. "Second brother, what are you looking at?"
Lan Xichen handed him the laptop. "Look at it."
On the page is a post on the N Forum, with the subject: Who is the person sitting in the last row in the history of European and American literature this afternoon?
Just by looking at the title, Jin Guangyao already knew who the main character was.He smiled, shook his head, and continued to browse.
It was normal before, just guessing his identity, a certain floor of the building sent a private message to the students who were looking for the truth, so the following words were full of praise.As a result, the next reply revealed that I saw the intimate behavior of Teacher Lan and this strange "senior" at the school gate, and the wind direction of the whole post changed immediately. The latest conclusion so far is: this senior must be publishing a paper. Unscrupulous to seduce Professor Lan.Someone even wrote a danmei joke about tutor student X on the spot, gaining a bunch of enthusiastic readers.
Jin Guangyao was amazed and amused, and deeply felt that the students now have big brains. As expected of the students of the Chinese Department, all of them are potential gold medal writers.
He doesn't really care, anyway, he is not a student of N University at all.Lan Xichen, on the other hand, is afraid that he will be judged for his reputation.
Jin Guangyao closed the notebook, put it aside, and thought for a while, "Second Brother, if you don't mind, I'll ask Cheng Meihei to enter your school's forum and delete the post?"
"No, the administrator will deal with it when he sees it later."
Lan Xichen smiled warmly, but Jin Guangyao keenly tasted a hint of complacency, and immediately understood that his second brother was actually very good at this kind of gossip.
You Mr. Lan, you are well-dressed and a good teacher at school, but there are so many tricks on your bed when you go home, you dare not even think about it.
Jin Guangyao's mind turned for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
"Why? Why don't they think you seduced me?" He patted Lan Xichen's face unhappily, "Second Brother, tell me, did you use a beauty trick on me back then?"
Lan Xichen chuckled and grabbed his wrist. "I want to ask you that question too."
Perhaps because of watching the drama tonight, Jin Guangyao suddenly became addicted to drama.
He blinked and said pitifully: "Teacher, my family's conditions are not good... I really need this opportunity to publish a paper." He paused, bit his lips, and looked like he was about to cry. "If you want me...you can do anything."
Lan Xichen's eyes gradually darkened. "That depends on your performance."
Xiao Jin, who was dazed by the kiss, vaguely felt a little unfair, and decided to take Lan Xichen to the company's annual meeting after a while, and let him also act with him.
End
Professor Lan: I have to find someone to answer the questions, so that students can see how beautiful my Ayao is.
Mr. Xiao Jin: ...Although, it doesn't have to be.
This extra episode should be over. If anyone wants to read it, please make up for that post on the N Forum 2333
Maybe too lazy to write, depending on the situation
Side A
Tea room for social animals
Plot summary:
President Xiao Jin went to N University to play cosplay again
convention event
Fuck, it turns out that their husband and wife are still so good at playing
……
TBC
Side B
When Jin Guangyao entered the auditorium, it was almost full of people.He quickly glanced around and found an empty seat in the back row, so he strolled past under the complicated gazes of everyone.
"Excuse me, classmate, is there anyone next to you?"
He smiled, spoke softly, and held proper courtesy without being overly enthusiastic.Coupled with that delicate and handsome face, it's hard not to make people feel good.
The girl who was accosted didn't seem to think so. She raised her head and looked at him through the lens for a while. The expressions on her face were unpredictable and could not be summed up in one emotion, but none of them were friendly.
Jin Guangyao smiled and admired her expression for a while, before the other party stood up and said coldly: "No, senior, sit down."
"Thank you."
He sat down leisurely, as if oblivious to the sight around him, took out a book and flipped through it.The girl glanced at him from time to time, hesitated to speak a few times, and finally turned her complicated feelings into a straightforward question: "Senior, what kind of relationship do you really have with Professor Lan?"
Her voice was very soft, but it reached the nearby ears who were always catching gossip, and a pot of boiling water suddenly boiled in the back row.
Jin Guangyao closed the pages of the book upon hearing this.The current students are quite bold, and he somehow appreciates them.
School is a place where people forget their age. Many people who have never been out of the ivory tower retain their innocence and idealism.Jin Guangyao met her awe-inspiring gaze, and felt that the other party was trying to persuade him to return to the right path and do a good job in academics.
He didn't have to crush this ideal, but perhaps because of the influence of the campus atmosphere, Jin Guangyao felt a lot more relaxed. He was usually forced to be serious in the company, but now it is rare to have the opportunity to let himself go.
Jin Guangyao's silence was interpreted by the girl as guilty conscience, she raised her face, waiting for his answer.
The person on the opposite side finally raised his eyes again, feeling helpless in his sincerity and grievance in his bewilderment.
"I only come to lectures occasionally. I don't know why there are those sayings, but it's really not what you imagined."
After several years of graduation, Jin Guangyao's appearance hasn't changed much, but his face is thicker than before. It's quite deceptive to say what he said without changing his face or beating his heart.
The girl was really moved by him, she was stunned for a moment, her expression softened, a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, senior, I may have misunderstood..."
"But, I do know Professor Lan very well," Jin Guangyao didn't wait for her to finish speaking, hooking the corners of his lips and provoking a bright smile, "I don't just want to publish a paper, I also like his face."
If the expressions also had voices, a piece of glass must have been smashed in front of Jin Guangyao.
Gossip is always born inadvertently.
A month ago, they bought tickets in advance to see Notre Dame Cathedral on a Friday night.Lan Xichen had classes in the afternoon, and Jin Guangyao was on vacation that day, so he planned to wait for him at school and catch up on class after a long absence.
If you dress too formally, you will be mistaken for a certain teacher, which will increase the pressure on the students for no reason.So Jin Guangyao put on a white V-neck sweater over his shirt, jeans and Martin boots on his lower body, and took his laptop on the No. 2 line leading to N University.
During non-peak hours, there are not too many people in the subway.Jin Guangyao leaned in the corner, thinking of the days when he was between S University and Lan Xichen's house at the end of his sophomore year, feeling a little nostalgic.
He came early and chose an inconspicuous seat in the last row of the auditorium.Not long after, students walked in in twos and threes, laughing and playing.
Based on Jin Guangyao's experience when he was in school, the skipping rate for these two classes on Friday afternoons was extremely high, but it obviously didn't apply to Lan Xichen's class.It is a spectacle that the two girls at the front started arguing and robbed the ownership of the middle position in the first row.Jin Guangyao even suspected that the Academy of Arts put so much thought into arranging the class schedule.
Some students noticed the strange faces in the corner and whispered.
"Who is that person? I don't think I've seen it before."
"I don't know, but he's pretty handsome."
"Maybe it's some graduate student senior."
Lan Xichen stepped in gracefully, and immediately attracted all their eager eyes, and the strange senior just now was instantly forgotten.The young associate professor stood still on the podium, looking like a pine, and glanced at the back of the classroom, with tenderness in his eyes.
The girls beside Jin Guangyao covered their mouths.
"My God, Professor Lan smiled very charmingly today, ah, I'm going to die."
"Did he look this way just now?"
"It's all your fault for being slow. You must sit in the first row next time."
The person where he was looking at just now smiled, turned on the laptop, and logged into the mailbox to check the plan.
The subject of this class is Renaissance literature.
"Petrarch was a poet in the early Renaissance and one of the pioneers of humanism. Although he won the title of 'Poet Laureate' for his epic poem 'Africa', his representative work is the 'Book of Songs'... Poetry is stylistically inherited from the lyric poems of the knights of Provence and the tradition of Italian 'gentle new style' poetry, but with a breakthrough..."
Lan Xichen was gentle and calm as he spoke eloquently. The eyes of the girls stayed there for a long time, fascinated, as if he was a handsome bard playing the lute, and every word turned into a moving note .
The poet smiled and said, "Next, let me read a few lines of Petrarch's poems to you."
The booing sound drowned out the auditorium, and the voices of several boys were also mixed with it.
Lan Xichen tapped the mouse with his slender fingers, switched pages, and a few lines of poems slowly emerged, accompanied by his magnetic voice:
"That eye draws me to utter admiration,
And soft arms, slender hands, fresh faces,
Romantic passions have transformed me entirely,
Away from the noise of the crowd, intoxicated alone..."
But he didn't read the courseware, and the moment he met Jin Guangyao's eyes, the smile in his eyes deepened, as if there was a deep dawn and a bright moonlight hidden there, while everything outside of them was still.
After reading a few lines of the poem, there was thunderous applause in the classroom, and the girls next to them seemed to have numb palms from clapping.And Jin Guangyao calmed down, and quietly sent a WeChat message to Lan Xichen's silent phone.
"Teacher Lan, please study carefully."
Lan Xichen left a question for the students, with 5 minutes to think about it. Two minutes later, a message popped up on Jin Guangyao's cell phone.
"I'm seriously reading poetry for you"
It wasn't the first day they met, but Jin Guangyao felt his ears burn.
He was lost in thought when he heard Lan Xichen's voice: "Okay, then let's find a classmate to answer, the male classmate in the last row who wears a white sweater."
All eyes from all directions turned to Jin Guangyao who was in the corner, accompanied by low-pitched discussions.The latter reacted very quickly, accepting the attention ceremony calmly, but felt a bit of slander in his heart: It's not that he doesn't know this question, but what does Lan Xichen want to do?
While hesitating, a smile appeared on Lan Xichen's lips. "...the female classmate next to me."
Jin Guangyao thought to himself: ...hehe, Professor Lan, you are quite good at playing.
The girl who was called suddenly stood up excitedly and almost bumped into his arm.
In the evening, after Jin Guangyao took a shower and dried his hair, he saw Lan Xichen holding a laptop on the bed in his bedroom, his eyes filled with joy, and he even laughed softly.
He was deeply curious, so he got on the bed and leaned over. "Second brother, what are you looking at?"
Lan Xichen handed him the laptop. "Look at it."
On the page is a post on the N Forum, with the subject: Who is the person sitting in the last row in the history of European and American literature this afternoon?
Just by looking at the title, Jin Guangyao already knew who the main character was.He smiled, shook his head, and continued to browse.
It was normal before, just guessing his identity, a certain floor of the building sent a private message to the students who were looking for the truth, so the following words were full of praise.As a result, the next reply revealed that I saw the intimate behavior of Teacher Lan and this strange "senior" at the school gate, and the wind direction of the whole post changed immediately. The latest conclusion so far is: this senior must be publishing a paper. Unscrupulous to seduce Professor Lan.Someone even wrote a danmei joke about tutor student X on the spot, gaining a bunch of enthusiastic readers.
Jin Guangyao was amazed and amused, and deeply felt that the students now have big brains. As expected of the students of the Chinese Department, all of them are potential gold medal writers.
He doesn't really care, anyway, he is not a student of N University at all.Lan Xichen, on the other hand, is afraid that he will be judged for his reputation.
Jin Guangyao closed the notebook, put it aside, and thought for a while, "Second Brother, if you don't mind, I'll ask Cheng Meihei to enter your school's forum and delete the post?"
"No, the administrator will deal with it when he sees it later."
Lan Xichen smiled warmly, but Jin Guangyao keenly tasted a hint of complacency, and immediately understood that his second brother was actually very good at this kind of gossip.
You Mr. Lan, you are well-dressed and a good teacher at school, but there are so many tricks on your bed when you go home, you dare not even think about it.
Jin Guangyao's mind turned for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
"Why? Why don't they think you seduced me?" He patted Lan Xichen's face unhappily, "Second Brother, tell me, did you use a beauty trick on me back then?"
Lan Xichen chuckled and grabbed his wrist. "I want to ask you that question too."
Perhaps because of watching the drama tonight, Jin Guangyao suddenly became addicted to drama.
He blinked and said pitifully: "Teacher, my family's conditions are not good... I really need this opportunity to publish a paper." He paused, bit his lips, and looked like he was about to cry. "If you want me...you can do anything."
Lan Xichen's eyes gradually darkened. "That depends on your performance."
Xiao Jin, who was dazed by the kiss, vaguely felt a little unfair, and decided to take Lan Xichen to the company's annual meeting after a while, and let him also act with him.
End
Professor Lan: I have to find someone to answer the questions, so that students can see how beautiful my Ayao is.
Mr. Xiao Jin: ...Although, it doesn't have to be.
This extra episode should be over. If anyone wants to read it, please make up for that post on the N Forum 2333
Maybe too lazy to write, depending on the situation
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