His voice is sweeter than honey

The next day, before going out, Yan Feng deliberately clipped his hair for a long time, and dressed so thoughtfully that he couldn't see that he was well-dressed, but he thought it was very eye-catching.He thought that Jing Haochen would not notice his cautiousness.

Before going out, he was debating whether to change out of his jeans.These are pants that were comfortable to wear last year, but feel a little tight this year.Every bit of life is telling him—you are getting fat, little fire juice!

In the end, he still kept his original outfit and went out. After all, in order to look good, he was willing to suck his stomach and work hard for a day.

He sent Jing Haochen a WeChat message: Brother Chen!I'm leaving, see you in two hours.

Soon, I received a reply from Jing Haochen: Well, I'm in the laboratory, waiting for you to go to the gate of your school when you are about to finish class.

Yan Feng happily pressed the phone to his chest, obviously he hadn't officially established a relationship yet, but he was as excited as a passionate love.

During class, Yan Feng was distracted all the time. The professor taught him his name three times before Yan Feng's thoughts came back from the cloud.The whole class was looking at him, and the professor asked with concern: "Feng, are you feeling okay?"

Yan Feng scratched his head embarrassedly: "Yes, I'm fine."

The professor put away his amiable expression and turned serious: "If your body is fine, please listen carefully to the class. We are about to have an exam, and I hope you can get ideal grades this time."

Yan Feng lowered his head in embarrassment.

"We're going to continue the class."

The meaning of the professor's words is obvious: your grades are so bad, you still don't listen carefully!How dare you.

Jing Haochen's face flashed in his mind, the university bully, the top university's bioengineering university bully, the school's role model, the god of learning in everyone's hearts.Such a motivated person, can he really look at himself who barely flies at low altitude with his grades in all subjects?

Not to mention Jing Haochen, even Zhu Qi has more ideals than Yan Feng.

Although Zhu Qi is a scumbag, he is also a terrible person.But he is a person with clear goals, and he has been advancing for his ideals.Zhu Qi's grades during school were quite good, and he was considered a half-popular figure in the photography department.One thing to say, he's not that bad.When he was with Yan Feng, Zhu Qi did help Yan Feng a lot.

It was precisely because Zhu Qi was outstanding in everything in the eyes of the professor that he was selected by the professor as a helper to help the first-year foreign students, and he happened to be in charge of the class that Yan Feng was in.

That year, it was Zhu Qi who immediately fell in love with the 18-year-old young Yanfeng.Yan Feng, who has just arrived in a new country, is in a new environment, and his language skills are not good. He has always been very timid, afraid to speak, and afraid to form a team with his classmates.Zhu Qi extended a helping hand to him.After going back and forth like this, the two saw each other right.

Yan Feng knew that Zhu Qi came back to graduate school not because he couldn't find a job, but because he didn't find a good job and was unwilling to be satisfied with the status quo, so he continued to study and improve himself.

As for Yan Feng, what ideals does he have?

At the beginning, I chose to go abroad simply because I knew that I was destined for Waterloo in the college entrance examination.Young Master Yan's family has a little money, and the small bungalow started from 3 floors. Seeing that Zhou Jilin was applying to go abroad, Yan Feng found an art school near the school Zhou Jilin chose to submit materials.As I said before, the photography major is relatively the best to apply for in this school. The implication is: if you have money and power, come here.

After deciding to study abroad, Yan Feng's family invited many professional teachers to Yan Feng to help make the portfolio overnight. Yan's father, Grandpa Yan, was a bit powerful, and found many reliable artists in the industry to help write recommendation letters. Forced to send Yan Feng out of the country.

Yan's father's rich financial resources and continuous contacts made Yan Feng never have any worries. Gradually, he never had a fighting spirit in his studies.

Yan Feng said yesterday, what did he do to make Zhu Qi treat him like this.

Maybe it's because he didn't do anything, even Zhu Qi can't look down on such a person with no ideals.

Thinking of this, Yan Feng lost his mind in class again.The professor shook his head helplessly, raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, and announced that the get out of class was over.

Yan Feng lowered his head and packed his schoolbag. The young American boy in the back row had attended a few classes with Yan Feng. Yan Feng also served as his photography model during the class in the studio. The relationship between the two was pretty good.Holding the skateboard in his arms, he nodded Yan Feng's back with a smile, and said, "Hey, Feng! I see that you have been in a bad mood today. I have already taken today's notes and sent them to you on Facebook. Come on for the exam!"

Yan Feng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled happily: "Thank you, Charles."

The boy named Charles said goodbye to Yan Feng, and left the classroom with his three or two friends holding the skateboard.

Yan Feng packed his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom. He had just left the teaching building when he saw Zhu Qi squatting at the door smoking a cigarette.

Yan Feng glared at Zhu Qi, and walked around behind him without seeing him.However, it is really difficult for a person to be silent. Zhu Qi turned around and saw Yan Feng. He sneered and watched Yan Feng walk past him, but he didn't post it like yesterday.

"You can." Zhu Qi's voice sounded from behind, "Can you get the bully from the school next door?"

Thinking about it, Zhu Qihui appeared in the coffee shop yesterday, and he probably accompanied his friends to attend the open day of the architecture department of the university next door.Who is Jing Haochen? It's not surprising that Zhu Qi knows this kind of answer that can be obtained just by asking.

Yan Feng ignored him and continued walking.

"As an older brother, I would like to remind you." Zhu Qi stood up and said to Yan Feng's back, "When his novelty towards you is gone, how can you hold him? When you really reach that step, Xiaofeng , you can call brother, brother will accompany you."

Yan Feng walked forward without looking back, and raised his hand to give a middle finger to the back.

Yan Feng is more willing to believe that "a dog can't change and eats shit" than "the prodigal son will not change his money".

As soon as Yan Feng walked out of the school gate, he saw Jing Haochen standing at the gate waiting for him.He was taken aback, looked at the time on his phone, and asked in surprise, "We ended get out of class 10 minutes earlier, why are you here already?"

Jing Haochen said with a smile: "We have to arrive early for appointments, just to prevent him from waiting."

ah!Dating!Yan Feng's face immediately became bloodshot.He lowered his head and tugged at the corner of Jing Haochen's clothes, "Let's go, let's eat, you're starving to death!"

Jing Haochen looked at this shy little face, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.It must have taken a lot of time to dress up meticulously, but how could he expose Yan Feng's little tricks because he is so considerate, he pretended to admire: "Our brother Feng's everyday clothes for class are also so good-looking."

Yan Feng thought that the other party couldn't see how careful he was when he clipped his hair and matched his clothes, so he said modestly, "Hey, I'm going out in casual clothes."

"What are you going to bring me to eat?" Jing Haochen asked.

"Is ramen okay?" Yan Feng asked, "That ramen shop nearby is delicious."

"Okay." Jing Haochen replied happily.

Of course he is not happy because he can eat ramen, in fact, it doesn't matter what he eats, as long as he eats with Yan Feng, he is happy.

The two ended up at a ramen shop.

Open at 17:[-].

Yan Feng's stomach protested cruelly.

Jing Haochen couldn't help laughing: "What should I do, Brother Feng?"

Yan Feng looked at his phone, it was only 03:30.He rubbed his belly. He was really hungry. There were no good restaurants nearby. Everyone knew American cooking skills... There was only one coffee shop that served light food, and the taste was not bad.Yan Feng usually likes to go over to order a cup of coffee, and then sit for an afternoon.

He originally wanted to take Jing Haochen to a delicious meal, but it was really too much for him to invite him to drink coffee.

His stomach growled again in despair, and Yan Feng clutched his stomach in embarrassment.

"Did you not eat lunch before class?" Jing Haochen asked.

Class starts at 1:12 p.m., and Yan Feng usually sleeps until 10:15, takes [-] minutes to wash up and [-] minutes to drive to the class.Today, for a date, I dress up an hour in advance, and I have never had the habit of eating before class.

Yan Feng was so hungry that his legs and feet were weak, he looked at Jing Haochen embarrassedly and asked: "Brother Chen, do you think I'm too much if I invite you to the coffee shop?"

Jing Haochen smiled brightly: "If I think it's too much, how do you plan to compensate me?"

"Then..." Big eyes rolled around, as if he had thought of a good solution, "Then I'll treat you to something better some other day!"

Jing Haochen kept smiling and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Yan Feng thought it was Jing Haochen who didn't believe him, so he argued for himself: "I mean it, next time, I will definitely handle this matter well!"

Jing Haochen saw that this person was serious, seriously stupid.There was a little helplessness in the smile.He put his arms around Yan Feng's shoulders and walked towards the coffee shop, "Let's go, Brother Feng. The coffee shop is also good, and then, you should think about what compensation I want."

Leaning against Jing Haochen's body, smelling the faint scent of perfume on his body, Yan Feng's little brain turned rapidly.

What kind of compensation does he want? Seeing that he is also quite thin, it can't be that... he is not interested in eating!