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Shangye looked at Su Nuo and said, "It doesn't affect us, right? Don't you want to eat Chinese food, and it happens that An Zhi has never eaten it, so I'll take him to try it."

"Forget it, I suddenly lost my appetite." Su Nuo picked up his bag in a dispirited manner, and smiled at Shang Ye: "You're right, this won't affect our relationship in any way. Influence. I have something to do tonight, let's eat another day."

After finishing speaking, Su Nuo threw the bag behind him, opened the door and walked out.

"Forget it if she doesn't go, let's go." Shang Ye walked out with his arms around An Zhi's neck.

An Zhi nodded, and obediently let Shang Ye lead him out.

Shangye's approach is very correct. He will not say anything hypocritically. After seeing Su Nuo today, he felt very uncomfortable. Good stance, no harm to anyone.

The Chinese restaurant is far away from the college, the environment is very good, antique, completely decorated according to the style of ancient China, which makes An Zhi feel very cordial.

But to be honest, the taste of the food is really average.

Shang Ye picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, then put down his chopsticks in a dispirited manner: "It's not as delicious as your cooking."

An Zhi felt the same way, but he couldn't say it, because it was a bit shameless: "It's...it's okay."

"After graduation, I will buy a house in the imperial capital, and you will cook for me every day." Shangye looked at An Zhi with his chin propped up, and the lights of the restaurant cast an orange halo on Shangye , making him look a little gentle.

Will there be such a day?

An Zhi followed Shang Ye's thinking for a while, and they owned a small house in the bustling neighborhood of the imperial capital. He would cook breakfast for Shang Ye every day, and then they went out to make money together. They could go out to watch the show during vacations Movies, or a short trip around the city...

It seems very beautiful.

Looking at Shangye's soft facial features under the light, An Zhi suddenly had a glimmer of hope for the future.

A day later, classes at the Imperial College of Art began.

An Zhi reported to the music department. When he was Su Bai in his previous life, he loved music very much. He was proficient in various musical instruments, and his piano level reached level 9.

Therefore, compared with the performance department and dance department of the Art Academy, he felt that the music department was more suitable for him.

Their class has enrolled more than 50 people this term, and An Zhi and another girl named Lin Yang are the only Omega in this class.

Compared with the black and gold uniforms of the Military Academy, the uniforms of the Art Academy are more beautiful. Girls wear blue and white suits and short skirts, while boys wear blue suits and white shirts.

An Zhi quietly unbuttoned the collar of her shirt, revealing her round and small Adam's apple.

When he walked into the classroom, more than half of the classmates in the class had already arrived. When they saw An Zhi coming in, they stopped making noise and looked up at him.

This made An Zhi very uncomfortable, so he blinked his big innocent eyes, and walked to the last row without squinting.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is also an Omega, right?"

"That's right, who else but Omega can have such a slender figure!"

"An Omega can come to study in the Art Academy of the Imperial Capital, I'm afraid the background is not simple, right?"

"Tch, what's the big deal, I'm from the slums of Longcheng, and I don't know whose bed I've climbed into!"

"It's disgusting..."

The whispers of the few people in front floated into An Zhi's ears. An Zhi was a little surprised at the maliciousness of these strange students, but she didn't take it seriously. Just treat them as mad dogs barking.

An Zhi opened the textbook and looked beside her.

The last one where he was excluded him and a girl, sitting in the corner near the window, very thin, carrying a book, her whole face was buried in the book, only a fluffy top of her hair was exposed.

This girl should be another Omega.

Accompanied by the melodious ringing of the class bell, a handsome and elegant man walked into the classroom with the textbooks in his hands.

"Wow! So handsome!"

"Don't you think it looks familiar?"

"Could it be... I dare not think!"

Seeing the man walking in, the classmates in the classroom began to whisper.

The man supported the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his middle finger, and slightly lowered his jaw: "Hi everyone, I am your musical instrument teacher, and my name is Jian Analysis."

As soon as Jian Analysis finished speaking, there was a commotion in the classroom, and a few girls even covered their mouths and screamed softly.

"A brief analysis?! It's really a brief analysis?!"

"We are so lucky that he will be our music tutor!"

"I thought I would never see him again after quitting the showbiz!"

"Sure enough, I was right to try my best to get into this school!"

An Zhi took a strange look at these excited classmates, and felt that she was indeed a poor boy from the slums. They all seemed to know this brief analysis tutor, but he had no impression at all.

"Please don't make a lot of noise, you are no longer ordinary high school students, but the Imperial Academy of Arts affiliated to the Imperial Military Academy."

Jian Analysis had a stern face, very dissatisfied with the excitement of these students seeing him.

"This is a rigorous school belonging to the military department. Starting today, I will ask you the same conditions as soldiers. If you violate the rules in my classroom again, then I will implement corresponding punishments. "

All the students in the classroom stopped talking, sat upright and obediently.

"Now I'm starting my first class. In order to understand your level of entry into music, I'll take turns to take turns on the stage. Using this Suburu, each of you will play me a bar of his best piece of music. You can also take this as a Entrance quiz."

An Zhimeng watched the students in front of her take turns on the stage, picked up a strange-looking little organ in front of Jian Analysis, and played it. Everyone knew how to play it, but there were some good and some bad ones. To be honest, he had never even seen this thing.

More and more students finished the performance, Jian Xi sat on the sidelines and listened, with a pen in his hand to record on the notebook, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

After a classmate played several wrong notes, Jian Analysis looked up at him coldly: "What kind of trash are you?"

"Yes... I'm sorry, Teacher, I'm a little nervous!"

"Go out and run five kilometers with weight!"

The classmate covered his face and walked away, An Zhi collapsed, running five kilometers with that kind of weight, wouldn't a country kid like him who didn't even know how to make a sound die on the spot? !