Me and my Apollo husband

For a moment, Zhou Meng seemed to see cross-eyed eyes in the opponent's eyes, but he thought it must be his own dazzled eyes.Because—the black, long and straight Joyce beauty opened her lips and smiled, with curved eyebrows and eyes, and she was all over the country.

Zhou Meng stood up quickly as if his butt was on fire, "I'm sorry we were rude. Well, hello Mr. Joyce, my name is Zhou Meng. Thank you for your treat."

"It's okay." Joyce stood up, looking at the handsome black eyes, "We will meet again soon."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the cafe.Tall figure, waist-length hair, sharp yet graceful steps.This person is simply monstrous, he has all the masculinity of men and the femininity of women... Wait! !Did he kick the door frame of the cafe just now and nearly throw himself?

"So—sorry." The elegant Joyce Maria said to the door, then stood up straight and left quickly.

"Oh." Zhou Meng spread his hands, thinking about this magical kind stranger.

Zhou Meng didn't notice Yingjun's deep eyes when he was staring at the man's back. Zhou Meng looked at it in amazement for about ten seconds, and suddenly realized that the time was almost four o'clock, so he turned around and said, "Hurry up and be late, or you will be late..."

Seeing that the dinner plate was empty and there were only a few cake crumbs left, Yingjun rubbed his stomach and drank the last sip of coffee, raised his head and puffed his cheeks, "Just enough to make a base, promise me to eat meat tonight?"

"...Yangjun, do you know that two-thirds of the money in my credit card is used to buy food for you?"

"Ah, it's almost four o'clock, let's go to class quickly."

Handsome and witty divert the topic.

The address of the class is on the third floor, and the circular lecture hall is already full of people.There didn't seem to be so many rules in the first class, Zhou Meng entered the classroom with Yingjun after signing.They sat down in the second-to-last row of the classroom, and it didn't take long for them to start.

Today's class is about actors' self-cultivation and aura training. When the lecturer came in, it caused quite a commotion.At that time, Zhou Meng was looking at the news on his mobile phone, and the handsome man next to him kept elbowing him, and there was a lot of wow in the classroom.Zhou Meng raised his head, and was immediately dumbfounded in surprise.

Tall and straight figure, off-white shirt, black waist-length hair, and stunning beauty—the lecturer standing on the podium at this moment is actually the strange stranger Joey he met in the coffee shop just now S? !

It was obvious that Joyce's beauty and aura not only conquered Zhou Meng, but also shocked the other thirty or so students present.

Different from the previous meeting, Joyce at this time was wearing a pair of highly myopic glasses whose thickness was comparable to half a book.

No wonder he crossed his eyes and knocked on the door just now, Zhou Meng thought to himself.

"Hello." Joyce said with a warm and deep voice, "I'm Joyce, Joyce Maria. In this class, I will lead you into the inner world of an excellent actor... ..."

Soon someone whispered: "Joyce? Joyce Maria?"

"No way, it's really that Joyce Maria? That weird doctor of philosophy who claimed to have aristocratic blood who was arguing with people on Twitter some time ago about whether the human species should exist? I didn't expect a real person to grow up So good-looking, can't it be plastic surgery?"

"Obviously, the nostrils must have shrunk, no normal man's nostrils are so small."

"Actually, I think he has a good temperament, maybe he is really a nobleman."

"What kind of temperament, you look down on people like you stupid human temperament?"

"He has an IQ of over 200, isn't it normal for geniuses to look down on us ordinary people?"

"A genius is only one step away from a madman. Do you think he is a genius or a madman?"

"Never mind him. People with high IQs like this are not normal, anyway, they are not in the same world as us..."

Zhou Meng secretly searched the Internet, hey, this Joyce is only 25 years old this year, and he is already a Ph.

The outside world commented on him: "The appearance is beautiful and fierce, and the aggressive beauty. And the sarcasm reflected in his eyes makes him have a fatal attraction."

"It seems to completely release his contempt for the world through his unruly beauty."

"His beauty is just a tool for him to release contempt and ridicule to the world."

Even so, it magically has another extreme evaluation:

"Oh, God, he's my favorite student. How can I describe him to you? He knows what's going on in people's minds. Oh God, did you make him a saint?"— From Professor xxx of xxx University.

"Kind, kind, beautiful, noble, and generous. Joyce is the most perfect work colleague I have ever met, and we all like him." ——Professor xxx from xxx University.

"If you were to ask me to say anything about Joyce, I think I could go three days and three nights with good things to say about him." - from xxx bank xxx banker.

"Bike gangsters, unlicensed drivers, street killers, men who are seen as 'danger number one'." - From xxxx Police Department.

"Severely mentally ill. Cherish life and stay away from Joyce." ——From an authoritative mental illness identification center.

The last two are obviously wrong.

What is this all about? ?Zhou Meng roughly flipped through the information about Joyce, and the results were mixed and messy.

So the search engine in the United States is not easy to use.Zhou Meng turned off his mobile phone and decided to listen carefully to the class.

Although the comments about Joyce on the Internet go to two extremes, one thing is certain: Joyce's background is also very powerful. It is said that he is of noble blood. Very awesome, a person with a high IQ, rich money and super good looks who is perfect to the limit.

As for the online comments and other people's comments just now that Joyce looked down on people and laughed at humans, Zhou Meng didn't feel much.I just feel that if these background information are true, then Joyce can indeed look down upon all living beings.

But why should Joyce pay for him like this?And Joyce's attention seems to be on another person the whole time...

There was a slight snoring sound from beside him, Zhou Meng turned his head away little by little, and the big boy with brown curly hair was lying on the table sleeping soundly.His sleeping appearance is very simple and honest, his red lips are slightly pouted, with a silly smile, as if he is in heaven in his dream.The surrounding noise, discussions, geniuses, lunatics, human beings, etc., have nothing to do with this boy.

Zhou Meng smiled involuntarily, stretched out his hand and rubbed vigorously on the handsome curly hair.

There was a little commotion at the end of get out of class, and Joyce put away his high-myopia glasses after answering questions for a few students.Then when he turned around and gracefully stepped off the podium, he fell flat on his back.

At that time, Yingjun didn't know why he was going crazy, and he insisted on squeezing out the front door while Joyce was surrounded by students asking questions. (There is only one door in that classroom)

So when Joyce fell, Handsome just pulled Zhou Meng and ran past there, and then Zhou Meng also fell, because he accidentally stepped on Joyce's hand.

It happened so suddenly, but other students reacted very quickly.They rush up to help people, some pull this, some pull that.

In chaos—really chaos—very chaos—so many people came out of nowhere—

In short, Waiting and Handsome finally dragged Zhou Meng to a secluded and safe narrow corridor, and both of them were very confused to find that Zhou Meng's pants were gone!

Only one pair of briefs left! !There is a bow tie in the front! !The key is that Zhou Meng was clearly wearing normal white boxers this morning!

And Zhou Meng has never been able to have this kind of underwear! !

"WTF???" Zhou Meng almost screamed, and then he quickly raised his head to look at the handsome handsome man who was also confused: "You!! Did you change my pants!!"

"Of course it's not me!" Handsome took off his baseball shirt and wrapped Zhou Meng's butt. During the process, he found that the back of the underwear was still f*cking hollow lace.

"Crack." Yingjun blurted out.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Meng jumped up in panic and turned his head to look.

Handsome quickly hugged him and kissed him on the forehead, and comforted him: "Calm down, honey, wait for me here, and I'll find you some pants, okay?"

Zhou Meng nodded in confusion: "Yeah."

When the chaos is over and the crowd disperses, Handsome goes back to find his pants.However--

"Missing????" Zhou Meng squatted in the corridor wearing a handsome coat, "What do you mean missing?"

"It just disappeared." Yingjun rubbed the back of his head in a clueless manner, "It must have been collected by someone."

"Which pervert would collect pants!" Zhou Meng roared.

"Who knows, people in this place have special hobbies."

Handsome didn't want to make any more entanglements, then he took off his short-sleeved shirt, and under Zhou Meng's shocked eyes, he skillfully made a pair of shorts, let's call them shorts, and they were navy stripes.

"Come on, put it on." Handsome put the shorts on Zhou Meng's lap.

Zhou Meng: "...Oh."

It's still pretty.

"Why are you so good." After Zhou Meng put on his pants, he turned his head from side to side and looked around, "Do you look good?"

Handsome put on his coat, zipped it up, and said solemnly, "It's pretty good."