Qingchuan Institute of Technology is a comprehensive university focusing on the development of science. In recent years, in order to vigorously develop liberal arts education, it has introduced a group of liberal arts scholars like Qi Yue with high salaries.The campus is huge, and it takes about ten minutes to drive around, let alone walk.

It stands to reason that the salary offered by the school to Qi Yue is enough for him to take out a loan to buy a decent car.But maybe because of the second layer of secret identity, Qi Yue is a person who is as old-fashioned and conservative in his heart as he looks on the outside.On traffic issues, he still likes to return to the most primitive way.

Of course, if he wants, he can also fly for a while like Qi Mei a thousand years ago.But even in ancient society, spiritual practitioners had to hide from others, not to mention living in seclusion in modern society where people come and go. If they are not low-key enough, it is easy to ask for trouble.

The Qi family, who were the royal hunters of the common people, had long since declined by Qi Yue's generation, and the elders of the family's parents also emigrated overseas early, hiding their names and living a peaceful life.Qi Yue's spiritual power is very low, and if she wants to fly with her spirit, she is actually quite reluctant, otherwise she might throw herself.Back then, Qi Mei's talent of "knowing everything at a glance" was probably used by Qi Yue to study for exams and climb the educational ladder in today's society.

However, the few remaining elders in the family never forced Qi Yue to practice spiritual cultivation, which may have something to do with their own limited level of teaching.In their words, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, all kinds of monsters, ghosts, and spirit creatures rarely appeared in the world, and Qi Yue's natural mission was to practice the art of obscenity and trap Taotie.Qi Yue was also very happy.

He walked alone on the remote path in the campus, took a deep breath, and felt the fragrance of the vegetation in the forest.The reason why he chose to come to this school is inseparable from the quiet environment here.

Ever since Taotie was recalled and memory was restored, what she saw and heard in her previous life as Qi Mei would appear before her eyes from time to time.He thought of Qi Mei, the oiran, who had to wear a black gauze hat to cover her face even when she went out, and couldn't help but feel grateful for the freedom of this era.

In the world of the 21st century, the information superhighway extends in all directions.In people's mobile phones, there is never a shortage of photos of handsome boys after several plastic surgery.There are all kinds of people, as much as you want, as much as you want, as much as you want, as much as you want.A natural beauty like Qi Yue is not so rare, and she no longer has to go through the troubles of being surrounded by people in the past.

What's more, at that time there was only a flower street and a small restaurant, but now, there are countless hook-up software, gay bar nightclubs, "heaven and earth" patronized by rich people and other good places, so that homosexuals who like masculinity, With more choices, there is no need to wait in line for several months to meet a male oiran as in ancient times.

Besides, a "weird" like Qi Yue never goes to parties outside of work, and never chats with colleagues unless necessary.This kind of personality, to put it nicely, is called "personality"; to put it badly, it means "loneled and out of gregariousness". Some people even said: "I suspect that person has a mental illness. In the eyes."

So, how could Qi Yue be as popular as Qi Mei who was like a duck to water in the romantic arena back then?Except for the rotten girls who took his class, no one likes Qi Yue.

However, we can't say everything, Teacher Qi's "personality" really suits someone's appetite.

"Ms. Qi, Mr. Qi, Professor Qi..." Song Zhiyu pushed his bicycle to catch up.As a high-level intellectual, his typical lack of exercise made him gasp for breath when he chased after Qi Yue.

Song Zhiyu is a backbone teacher of advanced mathematics. It is said that his IQ is close to the membership standard of the Mensa Club, but it can only be used to solve problems.In terms of artistic aesthetics, for example, how to tidy up yourself neatly, at least to make people look comfortable; or emotional intelligence, for example, how to greet someone you have had a crush on for a long time, so that Teacher Qi can look at him more pleasingly, In both respects, Professor Song is a complete loser.

He wears thick black-rimmed glasses, and a crumpled light gray shirt with a tan stain similar to coffee. His hair is messy, and his head is like a bird's nest. There are also a few unyielding, Mao, who refuses to follow the crowd, looks like he didn't take care of himself in the mirror before going out.A typical science and engineering man who is greasy and slovenly in academics.

Different from Mr. Qi's beautiful face in the prosperous age, who is only squinted because of his personality and dressing taste, Mr. Song is completely unpopular with anyone, even if he can't take other high math teachers' classes and is forced to transfer to his class Students, as well as other leadership colleagues in their mathematics department, shunned him.

In Qi Yue's heart, she had the same dislike for Song Zhiyu, but after all, he was self-cultivated, so he turned his head and gave Teacher Song a polite smile: "Good morning, Teacher Song." It would be a bit forced to say that it was a smile, but in fact It was just an extremely perfunctory arc at the corner of the mouth, which quickly disappeared without a trace.

However, Mr. Song seemed to be encouraged, and quickly nodded and said, "Mr. Qi, let me see you off."

Qi Yue looked at Song Zhiyu's old bicycle that was about to fall apart, imagined how his buttocks would be bouncing on the back seat, and made a huge cross in his heart.If it was before, maybe he could try it, but last night, his butt buds opened for the first time, and it still hurts faintly, forget it.

"No, thank you." After speaking, Qi Yue walked forward without looking sideways.

But Song Zhiyu didn't have the ability to read people's eyes, and he only listened to the last two words of Qi Yue's words, so he continued to say cheekily: "Okay, then I will walk with you to the teaching building. We just happened to They are all classes at 09:30." Song Zhiyu's words revealed his extra concern for Qi Yue, and he even copied his class schedule early and memorized it by heart.

Qi Yue sighed bitterly in her heart.At this time, he suddenly envied the giant eye behind Tie.If only he could turn Song Zhiyu, who is as clingy as chewing gum, into an idiot in seconds.But he just thought about it, after all, as the common people who represent justice—even though people like them may not be needed in this era, he can't do immoral things, and he can't use spiritual power on ordinary people.

Qi Yue did a simple calculation, and still felt that getting in the car would greatly reduce the time spent with this person.So he frowned, and looked at the iron bars on the back seat of the bicycle in embarrassment.

Song Zhiyu had a quick eye and a quick hand at this moment. From the big briefcase that was straddling the side, he took out a soft pillow like a magic trick, put it on the back seat, patted it, and said with a smile to Qi Yuecan: "It's better to take the car faster, I have already prepared it." Come on, hurry up."

Qi Yue sighed, but reluctantly sat on it.There is no way, who can tell people to be thoughtful and solve his "worry about the back hole"?

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