Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 320 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellious Period 24
"It's okay, shall I throw this away for you?" Zheng Qiling raised the handbag with a considerate tone.

Shi Jingnian paused for two seconds while flipping through the document, his white fingertips resting on the edge of the document, his attitude was indifferent: "Anything you want."

The smile on Zheng Qiling's face became more real.

"It's all dirty, I'll buy you a new one then."

She walked downstairs, and there happened to be a trash can next to her. Looking at the pink handbag in her hand, the contempt in her eyes was fleeting, and she threw the thing in the trash can!

On the other side, Ji Ning'an was chatting enthusiastically with her seniors.

If she doesn't meet some weird people, she is easy to attract homosexuals. After saying goodbye to the senior sister of the Academy of Fine Arts, she walked outside the building. Just after the gate, she inadvertently glanced at the trash can next to her.

Pause.

Ok? ? ?
Ji Ning'an looked at the familiar pink handbag in the trash can, and could faintly see the exposed cold suit.

Quiet for a while, muttering to himself.

"It's really rich... 20 can be thrown away."

It's impossible not to be angry at all, but how to deal with other people's things is Shi Jingnian's business, and has nothing to do with her.

She felt sorry for her tote bag.

If she had known that Shi Jingnian was going to throw it away, she would have changed it to a plastic bag.

Clean freak.

Ji Ning'an sighed, and bowed towards the handbag: "I'm sorry, I sacrificed you, I will pray for you, and be a human being in the next life."

The senior sister came over and pulled her: "Ningling, hurry up, you can still take classes now!"

"what?"

Before Ji Ning'an could speak, she was dragged and dragged to the oil painting studio by her senior sister: "Mr. Zhang is very strict, you can experience the joy of junior year in advance!"

"thank you."

Out of nowhere, Ji Ning'an followed them for a lesson.

The office is dead quiet.

Shi Jingnian flicked through the document and stayed on that page for a long time, completely motionless.

He finally put the document on the table and raised his hand to press the space between his eyebrows.

It was worn by someone else... Shi Jingnian didn't plan to keep it, so he can throw it away casually.

It was supposed to be so.

He looked at the time, and there were 3 minutes left for class, so he got up and walked calmly to the studio.

When passing by the oil painting room during the period, I accidentally saw a familiar figure by the window, painting in front of the easel like a kind of student, with his back to him, unable to see his face clearly, with a petite and slender frame, and the toe of the shoe dangling slightly , holding the paintbrush carefully.

The wind brushed the ends of her hair, quiet and agile.

Shi Jingnian paused slightly, his eyes fixed on the painting she had drawn.

The cat is lying lazily on the swing entwined by vines and basking in the sun. The colors are bright, almost breaking out of the vividness of the picture.

It seems that I can see the afternoon sun with my own eyes, and there are cats wagging their tails and licking their fur in the garden of the owner's house.

He stood at the door, looked at it for a while, and when it was time for class, he abruptly turned in another direction.

Downstairs, next to the flower bed, there are two garbage cans of different classifications.

The pink handbag lay quietly on the top, very ostentatious, like a treasure discarded in the trash.

Shi Jingnian's face darkened slightly, and he stood two or three steps away, trying to take out the things, but couldn't do it for a long time.

Crazy?
"Professor Shi?" Father Ji returned to school, saw Shi Jingnian standing next to the trash can, and was stunned, "Who are you?"

The man withdrew his hand, and said in a cold tone, "I——something dropped."

"Did it fall into the trash can?" Father Ji looked at the trash can, and then at the cold and meaningful man.

Shi Jingnian nodded with an ugly face, his profile was sharp and sharp, his nose was straight, cold and delicate.

It's really out of place.

Ji's father and Shi Jingnian have a very close friendship, he admires each other very much, and has become a year-end friend. Now that his daughter has chosen the Department of Fine Arts, he plans to introduce Shi Jingnian and Xiao Ning.

"What is it?" Father Ji walked over.

"Pink, bag."

"???"

Father Ji craned his neck in bewilderment and shock, and looked into the trash can. The pink handbag was obviously thrown on top.

He looked vaguely familiar, below were some express cartons thrown away by students, they were not dirty at all, but for a serious cleanliness patient like Shi Jingnian, it would cost him half his life to stand next to the trash can .

He directly reached out to pick up the handbag and handed it to Shi Jingnian.

"Here, how can it still fall into the trash can?"

"Thank you." Shi Jingnian didn't know which hand to use for the moment, and finally wrapped the string of the handbag with a white handkerchief, with his surname embroidered on the lower left side of the handkerchief.

Father Ji waved his hand, and finally remembered why this handbag looked familiar: "My daughter also has this kind of bag!"

He was enthusiastic: "It's a coincidence, but..." This is pink, and this is Shi Jingnian, so I can't make it together.

"Your girlfriend gave it to you?" He made a bold guess and asked jokingly.

"No." Shi Jingnian quickly denied it, with a calm and sharp tone, "A...kid."

Father Ji felt a little strange that he could make Shi Jingnian like this, I'm afraid that kid is not simple.

"By the way, my daughter also came to Beijing University, she was only a freshman, and she chose the Department of Fine Arts. Her name is Ji—"

"Professor Ji, the director is looking for you!" Someone ran over and said something hastily.

It seemed urgent, Father Ji felt a little regretful: "Let's talk next time, my daughter is so good!"

Shi Jingnian nodded, and after Father Ji left, he returned to the office, looked at the handbag in his hand silently for a few seconds, sprayed the disinfectant back and forth dozens of times, wiped it with a paper towel, and finally put it on the on the cabinet.

……What is he doing?
In the studio, the students are practicing sketching, and Teacher Li helps to watch the class.

"Oh my god, for the first time in my life, Professor Shi is actually late!!"

This news was too terrifying for them.

They would rather believe that tomorrow is the end of the world than imagine that the time to be strict with themselves will be late.

"Great stuff!"

"What kind of urgent matter is this, to let Professor Shi do this..."

"I'm afraid the professor's house will collapse!"

Ten minutes after the class started, Shi Jingnian arrived late.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," he said.

Teacher Li shook his head: "It's okay." He was also quite curious about what Shi Jingnian was up to.

However, dare not gossip.

No one dared to ask Shi Jingnian.

Under Shi Jingnian's gaze, the enthusiastic students who were discussing just now lowered their heads and drew sketches seriously.

The man was sitting in front of the easel by the window, his profile was cold and gentle, his eyes were slightly lowered, the sun dappled in from the outside, his white and slender fingers were holding the paintbrush, the strokes were concise and powerful, his wrist followed the movements, and the protruding wrist bone line was thin.

He itself is a unique ancient painting with great collection value.

The student who raised his head stared blankly for a while, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

With regard to the conflict in the dormitory, the final result came after three days. Hu Yuanyuan was recorded as a major demerit and was severely punished.

When she heard the result, she couldn't believe it at all: "How is it possible?"

Hu Yuanyuan has been waiting for the outcome of this matter to be safe and sound, but she didn't expect to wait and wait, she had a problem herself!

The friend felt that this incident was her fault, and that this punishment was fair. Seeing Hu Yuanyuan's reaction, she didn't quite understand, and said awkwardly, "Yuanyuan, this incident was originally yours..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hu Yuanyuan stared at her, "My father will help me deal with it, how could this happen?!"

Zhao Yuxuan's eyes flickered, and he seemed to say something unintentionally.

(End of this chapter)