Yamakawa

Early the next morning.

The wall opposite Xie Qiujie was covered in pink, and he opened his eyes and thought for a while, almost forgetting where he was.

And seeing a high-spirited Xia Youqing in the living room, dressed as a very young college student, he paused, "You are dressed like this..."

Xia Youqing said, "Handsome."

Xie Qiujie: "..."

Xia Youqing said: "Male college students all wear this, so it doesn't look awkward for me to sneak into the classroom."

The face is quite abrupt, and Xia Youqing's height and appearance will make people's eyes shine.

Xie Qiujie said perfunctorily, "Well, what you said is correct."

"It's too perfunctory." Xia Youqing helped him to press his hair that was curled up in sleep, "Student Xie Qiujie, wash up quickly, it will take nearly two hours to drive."

"...Can I not go?"

"No." Xia Youqing raised his phone, "The professor of history kindly sent me the map of Western University, for fear that we might go the wrong way."

Xie Qiujie didn't really hate history that much, he just didn't understand why Xia Youqing was so persistent in taking him to Xida.

They had breakfast together, and then took the bus to go west. When they arrived, they were only 5 minutes away from class. The front row of the classroom was full of students, and even the history professor had already stood on the podium.

Xie Qiujie just wanted to keep a low profile, so he and Xia Youqing sat very far back.

Xia Youqing glanced at the professor of history from a distance to indicate that he was there, then pointed to the seat at the back and the professor of history nodded cheerfully, looking at the two with appreciation.

They were both very calm.

The students in the classroom turned their heads frequently, whispered, and even secretly took pictures with their mobile phones.

"Is it really them?"

"They don't seem to be from our school?"

"The teacher seems to know them. I saw the handsome guy gesture to the teacher just now. Would you invite me to listen?"

"Did I read it wrong? In the past, the professors and teachers were the school's professors and teachers. I've never seen such handsome ones. How could they be in our school?"

"But it's really similar. Look at that tall handsome guy, his facial features are exactly the same as that of the little brother in red, and the little brother in Tsing Yi also has the same cold expression."

"Even if it's not, it's worth taking a look. Suddenly there are two more handsome guys."

"It must be. The chic look of the little brother in red is exactly the same as him. The facial features are so recognizable that I think he is him even if it turns to ashes!"

"Oh, I really want to sit next to the handsome guy, can I have a WeChat after class?"

"Sister, wake up, you have a boyfriend."

……

Xie Qiujie didn't know what they were talking about, but felt that the students were always looking back at him, so he lowered his voice to talk to Xia Youqing, "Are we being spotted? They always look back."

Xie Qiujie felt uncomfortable staying in someone else's classroom, and he wasn't a social butterfly walking like Xia Youqing.

Xia Youqing patted him and smiled, "Don't be nervous, we are just listening to lectures, not being thieves."

The class bell rang, and there were still whispers in the classroom.

"Everyone who signed has already signed." The history professor coughed and said, "Students, good morning. Today we are going to talk about Chang'an in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty."

Good morning, students. Someone couldn't help gossiping: "Teacher, are the two behind you listening? Where did you find such a handsome guy?"

The history professor has a good relationship with them, and the classroom is usually very democratic and active. He joked: "The eyes are so sharp, and you are usually not so excited to read the textbook."

Several people had fun, and the class was very active. The history professor held off for a while, and then said: "Look at the blackboard, don't keep turning your head. I invited two students to attend the class, and please behave well to me."

Xie Qiujie saw the lips of the professor of history, and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Xia Youqing was very adaptable, and smiled at the boy across the aisle: "Brother, can I borrow a textbook?"

The brother was very generous to him, "Look, I just share it with my roommate."

"Thanks."

The brothers looked at Xie Qiujie and him with special gossip, "Brothers, are you the one who wears Hanfu in Datang Everbright City? You are very popular recently, and you are famous in Xi'an. Why did you come to our school?"

Before Xia Youqing had time to speak, Xie Qiujie suddenly seemed to be suffocating, embarrassingly wishing he could get into the cracks in the ground.

He and the male classmate looked up at the blackboard screen.

I saw a photo of him and Xie Qiujie wearing Hanfu on the projection screen of the history professor.

Xia Youqing: "..."

I saw the history professor said: "Recently, this group of Hanfu has become popular in Xi'an. Let me start from this aspect. First, I will tell you about the costumes of the Tang Dynasty. The costumes of the Tang Dynasty mainly refer to the Hanfu of the Tang Dynasty. The costumes of each dynasty have different styles The shadow of the times, Tang Dynasty clothing has distinct characteristics, absorbing foreign styles, and it is also a reflection of politics."

Xie Qiujie wished he could escape from this school immediately.

The history professor is still talking, "Next, I will take you to understand the economy, politics and culture of the Tang Dynasty from these photos."

A bold student below said: "Teacher, do you know who the two in the photo are?"

"Teacher, have you watched the video? Do you think they have Tang people's demeanor?"

"Teacher, do you know that these two people are sitting in the classroom now, can we ask them to say a few words!"

The history professor grasped the key point, "Do you know who these two people are? Are they any students in our school? I think they dress well. This kind of goodness does not mean how good-looking or handsome they are, but that they wear temperament. .”

The student said loudly: "The two handsome guys you invited are in the photo!"

"We thought the teacher invited us to give a lecture."

The history professor was surprised: "So they are the two students I invited?"

At that time, he only felt that the two of them wore Hanfu with aura, but he couldn't remember their faces clearly. He only knew that they were two young people, but he didn't expect that they happened to be the two he met.

He pushed his glasses, looked at Xie Qiujie and the two sitting in the back, and looked at the photos on the computer.

Everyone was amused by his actions, and a group of people boldly looked back, ridiculed, and urged the teacher to ask the two auditors to say a few words.

I didn't look at the almanac when I went out.

Xie Qiujie wished he could put his head into the desk.

The history professor smiled and raised his voice, "Don't make a fuss, it depends on whether the two students want to talk."

Xia Youqing saw Xie Qiujie's little movements and found it funny and cute. He opened the textbook he just borrowed and stood it on the desk to cover Xie Qiujie's face.

He stood up and said to the professor: "Teacher, since the students are so enthusiastic, let me say a few words casually, and let's have a good class, brothers, can you do it?"

"Okay, you are handsome, you are right in everything you say!"

"Say a few words."

"Say something!"

The professor said he said whatever he wanted.

Xia Youqing casually said a few words of historical knowledge that he still remembered in his mind, and then the students applauded one after another, giving him enough face.

Xia Youqing sat down, and just about to approach Xie Qiujie, Xie Qiujie moved aside with a book.

There were only the two of them at this table, Xia Youqing followed him and said silently: "Why, classmate Xie, you dislike me so much?"

Xie Qiujie gave him a slap in the face, "Shut up."

After Xia Youqing stood up and showed them openly, the students lost their curiosity and put away their gossips and went to class quietly.

The history professor's lectures are lively and interesting, and he will combine some history-related games, movies or photos on the Internet to take students into history.

Xie Qiujie used to think that history was very boring, but now listening to the history professor's class is quite interesting.

When the professor said, "The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and you can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day." Xie Qiujie also seemed to see the appearance of Chang'an in the prosperous age from history.

Xie Qiujie listened carefully, occasionally flipping through the textbook.

Sunshine came in from the window, Xie Qiujie sat upright and listened to the class, Xia Youqing looked at it, and felt as if he saw Xie Qiujie when he was in school.

He took out his phone to send a message.

[Xia Youqing: Thank you, classmate. 】

Xie Qiujie's phone vibrated. He thought it might be that An Xia and the others had some news, so he took it out to check.

I only saw a red dot on Xia Youqing's head, and he turned to look at him expressionlessly, "Are you sick?"

Xia Youqing smiled.

【Xia Youqing: Alright, why are you swearing at people? 】

Xie Qiujie glanced at the teacher, and quietly typed for him under the desk.

【Thank you for the autumn festival: ...】

[Xie Qiujie: You can't speak with a long mouth? 】

[Xia Youqing: Talking and disturbing other students in class. 】

【Xie Qiujie: You are disturbing my class now. 】

[Xia Youqing: Who started to resist the history class so much? 】

【Xia Youqing: Really fragrant jpg】

Xie Qiujie was like a person who deserted the classroom for the first time, after a while he quietly glanced at the teacher on the podium, with a guilty look.

Xia Youqing looked amused.

[Xia Youqing: With your appearance, you must have never deserted when you were in school. 】

【Thank you for the autumn festival: ...】

Xie Qiujie endured it, and wanted to say that he still disturbed my class after knowing you.

When Xie Qiujie looked up, he happened to meet the professor of history.

"..." guilty conscience.

Xie Qiujie put away the phone pretending to look natural, took a picture of Xia Youqing, and warned in a low voice: "Don't send me messages."

Xia Youqing hummed indulgently.

Xie Qiujie had a black line on his forehead, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that the girls in front laughed very strangely.

After a short period of get out of class, many people wanted to chat with the two of them on WeChat, but they finally held back.

After recess, Xie Qiujie found that the classroom, which was not considered full, was actually full of people, and it was bustling at a glance.

And there were only their desks, but there were two more girls beside Xia Youqing. The girl sitting next to Xia Youqing was asking in a low voice, "Student, can you add me as a friend?"

Xie Qiujie caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye. The girl is at a young and beautiful age, and her frown and smile are very cute.

He glanced at it, then retracted his gaze, and continued flipping through the textbook in his hand.

Xia Youqing said, "Sorry, no strangers."

The girl was taken aback, shrank her phone in embarrassment, and gritted her teeth again, "I met you after chatting...just to make friends, nothing else."

Xia Youqing suddenly smiled for some reason.

The girl was overjoyed and felt hopeful——

"My partner will be unhappy." Xia Youqing said.

Xie Qiujie glanced at him saying this from the corner of his eyes, and knew that he was talking nonsense, but felt that Xia Youqing seemed to be watching him say it.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Youqing pinched Xie Qiujie's arm, "Do you still want to attend? If you don't want to attend, we will skip class."

Xie Qiujie felt that everyone was coming, and he couldn't leave half of the class, and the teacher's class was really interesting.

He said, "Go."

Xia Youqing: "OK, I'll take you to the cafeteria after class."

The food in the cafeteria was not bad, and the college students coming and going gave Xie Qiujie the illusion that he was in college.

The weather was very comfortable, even the sun was warm. They walked casually on the campus road after eating.

Xie Qiujie held Xia Youqing's camera to occasionally take pictures, the trees on both sides of the road, the sunlight falling through the gaps in the leaves, and the gazebo for people to rest.

They also ran into a young couple hugging Tiny Waiwai.

Xie Qiujie felt embarrassed and quickened his pace to pass by the young couple, for fear that he and Xia Youqing would disturb others.

Xia Youqing was amused when he saw him like this, "It's still daytime, you can go to the playground and the grove at night, and you can see more young couples."

Xie Qiujie: "...why should I go to the grove?"

Xia Youqing smiled, looking at the young couple who were walking on the road together, suddenly remembered that he hadn't walked on the road with anyone in two years of college, but instead walked on the road with Xie Qiujie in other people's college after graduation.

Xia Youqing felt pretty good.

No wonder young lovers like to run on the road.

After shopping around for a long time, passing by the basketball court, Xia Youqing asked, "Xie Qiu Festival, can you play basketball?"

Xie Qiujie looked at the boys running on the field, "No."

"Want to learn?"

Xie Qiujie was silent for a moment, and was about to say no.

Xia Youqing had already said: "Look aside for a while, I will teach you later."

Xie Qiujie wanted to say no, but as soon as Xia Youqing finished speaking, he dragged him into the basketball court.

Xia Youqing yelled at the boy who was shooting: "Brother, is there a shortage of people, let's play a game?"

The boy turned around with a big grin and said, "Okay, you're the only one."

"Yes, I am alone."

Xia Youqing gave Xie Qiujie the phone and camera, "Hold it for me, watch it for a while, wait for me to cheat... borrow a ball."

It's obviously a lie.

Xie Qiujie sat on the bench next to the court, watching Xia Youqing blend into the court happily.

Although he can't play, Xia Youqing's figure running on the court is quite handsome, wanton and unrestrained, he took off to complete a fadeaway shot, and entered the basket with a bang.

After a change, the ball fell into his hands again, and Xia Youqing made a neat three-pointer.

Xie Qiujie pressed the button and took a picture.

The moment the goal was scored, Xia Youqing looked back at Xie Qiujie and smiled flamboyantly.

two.

Several boys gave him a thumbs up, "Good shot!"

The boy who shot just now said: "Brother, you are good at the game. Why haven't I seen you on the basketball court every day?"

Xia Youqing smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I fought."

They fought for a while, and suddenly there were several more onlookers.

The boys had spare basketballs, and when Xia Youqing asked to borrow them, the boys were still a little reluctant to let him go, "You can borrow the ball, why don't you play for a while? It's been a long time since I've had such fun playing with anyone."

Xia Youqing pointed to Xie Qiujie who was resting by the bench, "My friend doesn't know how to fight, I'll teach him."

"That's fine, you can play for a while after teaching us, or you can bring your friends to play with us."

Xia Youqing borrowed the basketball by virtue of his own ability, turned the basketball in his hand and walked towards Xie Qiujie, raised his eyebrows, "Go, I will teach you how to play."

Several girls covered their mouths and screamed softly, "Ah, he is so handsome when he raises his eyebrows!"

"It's true that I ran over right away. I didn't meet them in the classroom. It's more profitable to watch handsome guys play basketball!"

"Did you hear what he said? He taught that handsome guy to play basketball. It's really exciting to watch a handsome guy teach a handsome guy how to play basketball."