King Jack Sue

Yan Ci's heart was shocked first, and then his face turned green.

It's seven o'clock again?

Cocoa Café again?

Is there something to discuss again?

Words, sentences, and punctuation marks are not bad.

Faced with this text message that was exactly the same as the one sent by Gao Qingyue except for the name, Yan Ci was in a complicated mood. In minutes, he made up an 88-episode large-scale revenge plan for the vicious female supporting role, and even had a tendency to release a sequel .

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Ci felt that it was necessary to ask clearly in advance, so he replied her text message.

"I want to ask the senior about something, but I can't explain it clearly in the text message, so I want to ask the senior for an interview."

Yan Ci: "..."

Well, this statement is so blocking that no one can talk back, so we can only meet in the coffee shop.

Yan Ci arrived at the coffee shop at seven o'clock on time, and when he saw different people sitting in the same place and the same seat, he sighed very heavily.

Zhang Yiran didn't realize there was anything wrong at all, he just smiled and said to Yan Ci: "Senior Yan, you are here!"

Yan Ci forced a smile: "Here we come."

He was really afraid that Zhang Yiran would say something terrible in the next second.

"What do you find me for?"

"Yes! Senior Yan, I..." Zhang Yiran suddenly hesitated, wringing his fingers with an awkward expression.

Yan Ci felt even more awkward: "It's okay, just tell me."

Zhang Yiran took a deep breath, and said to Yan Ci with determination: "Senior Yan, I will discuss this matter with you. If you agree, you can agree. If you don't agree, forget it. You...you don't have the quota to go to the museum in that summer vacation." Can you give it to me?"

Yan Ci: "..."

"I, I, and I will discuss it. Senior Yan, don't be unhappy. If you don't agree, let it go." Seeing Yan Ci's expressionless face, Zhang Yiran hurried to smooth things over.

Yan Ci sighed and said what was the matter, one or two insisted on my quota, and even played tricks to force others to submit.

Yan Ci raised her eyes to look at Zhang Yiran, she looked cautious, she didn't know if it was real or just pretending.It's not that Yan Ci insists on thinking of people in the worst way, it's that the psychological shadow of lessons learned from the past is too great, and it's unbearable to do it again.

"Tell me the reason first."

Seeing that Yan Ci was not a one-vote veto, Zhang Yiran was relieved.

Zhang Yiran's grandma is an antique lover and likes to study ancient objects very much. Although she is not a professional in this field, she has quite a lot of experience for decades.Half a year ago, Zhang Yiran's grandma found out that a piece of porcelain from the Song Dynasty had a new meaning in its casting, which was not discovered by archaeologists, so she wanted to verify it herself. A serious illness lasts for half a year.The old man is old and not in good health. I am afraid that this serious illness will never recover.Zhang Yiran's grandma was dying in the hospital, but she was still thinking about her conjecture.Zhang Yiran wanted to help her, so he found out that the porcelain was in the collection of K City Museum, but members or temporary members of the city museum were not allowed to touch cultural relics, so she came to the speech to fight for this opportunity, but No.1 was not her, so she Come to Yan Ci for help.

Yan Ci heard a moment of silence: "Aren't your parents helping you?"

Zhang Yiran's eyes were red: "They all persuaded grandma to give up, thinking that people who are about to pass away should not think so much about what is there or what is gone, but I don't think it should be."

Yan Ci thought for a while: "Okay, I'll give it to you."

Zhang Yiran was stunned, as if he didn't expect it to be so easy: "Yan, Senior Yan..."

Yan Ci smiled: "I can't help you with other things, but I can still make up for such a quota."

"But I heard that Senior Yan also likes ancient cultural relics..."

"No matter how much I like it, it can't compare to your filial piety."

Zhang Yiran's eye circles became even redder: "Thank you Senior Yan, thank you..."

Yan Ci subconsciously wanted to touch her head, but thinking that this was not He Shuqian, he withdrew his outstretched hand abruptly: "It's okay, you can take it."

The worst thing Su Xun did was overestimating Gao Qingyue's IQ and underestimating Yan Ci's ability. When he knew that Gao Qingyue threatened Yan Ci's failure to succeed, Su Xun was helpless. There is nothing to say.

"What should I do, Senior Sister Su, he now has evidence of our cheating." Gao Qingyue wept.

Su Xun really wanted her to delete the word "we", although she knew it wasn't the point: "What else can I do? Just be honest and don't provoke others."

"But when I think of him holding that recording, I feel uneasy. What if he really posted it on the school forum? My dad hates these deceitful things the most. If I let him know, he won't let me go. Miss Su, can you help me?"

Su Xun: "..."

To be reasonable, Su Xun hates Gao Gaoyue very much, she will give you a bad face whenever you don't like her, and pretend to be pitiful whenever you ask for something.

"Senior Su, Yan Ci has not only evidence against me, but also evidence against you... If you don't take action to eliminate those things, I'm afraid it will affect you, or Senior Su, are you afraid? Has that resignation?"

Su Xun squinted at her, knowing that she was using aggressive tactics on him: "It's the end of the semester, I have a lot of things to do, I'm afraid I don't have time to help you. Also, as far as I know, that Yan Ci is nothing A troublemaker, as long as you don't mess around, he won't do anything to you."

Gao Gaoyue has no choice, but still feels unwilling, Yan Ci, you are going to the museum, right? Then I will wait for you there, and wait for you!

Yan Ci's recent state is a bit permeable, in other words, he is addicted to studying and cannot extricate himself.

I don’t play games anymore, and I don’t read novels. All I do is code words in textbooks.

"Yan Ci, you're too scary, aren't you? Do you study so hard to get the first place in all majors?" Wan Lan picked up the materials on Yan Ci's desk in a roll and knocked on him.

Yan Ci turned a page indifferently: "I think you made a mistake."

"what?"

"I'm previewing, not reviewing."

Wan Lan: "..."

What is Yan Ci's state in class on weekdays? Roommates still have a bit of a number in their hearts. They browse Weibo, browse Zhihu, read novels, play games... Even Wan Lan and Zhao Layer Yun, who are good fishers, will listen to it from time to time, but Yan Ci Ci almost never looked at the professor directly, so it is not a particularly exaggerated thing for him to say that he started to preview.But what Wan Lan couldn't figure out was that every time Yanci was cramming before the final exam, he did better in the exam than his brothers who were usually a little serious, and it was much better. Lan was very dissatisfied, and Yan Ci's explanation for this was: "This is probably God's will."

Wan Lan's face darkened: "Your sister!"

During this period of time, Yan Ci was not very free and Gu Xuan seemed to be quite busy, except for the occasional phone call on weekdays, the two of them didn't see each other very much.It's just that occasionally when Yan Ci was reading a book, Yan Ci would unconsciously go out of his mind, inexplicably thinking of the night when he was drunk, the two of them were in bed...

Intense strength, heat that can't be ignored, pleasure ‖ mixed with pain, and low panting that can't tell who it is.

His heart beat suddenly, and then it beat faster and faster, his mind was clearly full of entangled bodies and ambiguous colors.He didn't dare to think about it and couldn't help thinking about it.Every shot that makes people blush and heartbeat seems to be constantly zooming in. The deeper he thinks about it, the more shameful he feels that he dare not admit it.

Yan Ci glanced at the book, only to feel that there was no word on it.

He felt that his face was a little hot, and he couldn't read the book anymore, so he closed the book hard and then lay down on the table with his eyes closed.

The mind is wandering, dreaming about things.

Thoughts are like numbness, elusive.

According to the school's exam arrangement, the exam for the Chinese department was scheduled to take place five days later, and it was one of the first departments in K University, so all the students in the department were like being exploded, and they were desperately reviewing.

Yan Ci told Yun Cai that he could not help at the milk tea shop for the time being. Yun Cai said, "Study hard and make progress every day is the right way, you go, child", and she happily let Yan Ci go.

Counting down for a few days, Yan Ci didn't experience anything special except for reviewing, except that one day Shen Feng came to him with a smirk on his face, saying that he lied to him, how should I settle it?

"How did I lie to you?"

Shen Feng slapped the table: "Yan Jingzhi is not a great philosopher at all, he is just an online novel writer!"

Yan Ci almost died laughing.

This guy still remembers what he said to fool him, and even ran to verify it after the super long reflex arc.

"Oh? Is that so, so I misremembered~ But, you said he is an internet writer, have you read his writing?" Yan Ci suppressed a smile, pretending to be a serious question.

Shen Feng was a little awkward: "Look, I've seen it..."

"What did you write?"

"Just, that's it..."

"Which one is that?" Yan Ci raised an eyebrow.

"..."

"Speak quickly!"

"Danmei! Danmei! Do you understand!"

Yan Ci had a smirk on his face: "I understand~ so how did you write it?"

Shen Feng sighed with a complicated expression: "It's actually... pretty good."

Yan Ci cupped his hands pretendingly: "Thank you for your compliment."

Shen Feng had a dazed and bewildered look on his face, and he couldn't believe it: "What the hell?? You..."

Yan Ci blinked: "My lord, Yan Jingzhi, please enlighten me."

Shen Feng: "..."