city ​​charmer

It was already Wednesday, and it was a little colder. The professor had a whim and went to the school lake to paint autumn scenery.Bai Ye propped the drawing board behind a big tree, and the little wind continued to burrow into his bosom, and he couldn't stop it.

The phone suddenly vibrated, Bai Ye picked up the phone on the ground, and scanned the dialog box on the screen.

"Bai Ye, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Mid-Autumn Festival?Is today the Mid-Autumn Festival?Bai Ye didn't have the habit of celebrating the festival, and Qiao Lingqi's face suddenly appeared in his mind. He had invited himself to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with him.

Looking down at the screen, the profile picture in the upper left corner was pure black, and it was indeed Qiao Lingqi.

Bai Ye clutched the phone, thought for a long time, and still felt that he should return one to Qiao Lingxi, typed the words "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival", and after sending it, he immediately turned off the phone and threw it back on the grass.

Holding the oil paintbrush, for no reason, I can't get it off. No matter how I paint, I feel that the picture is very strange, and the color composition is all very strange.Bai Ye threw down the brush and picked up the phone again.

Clicking on the WeChat dialog box, Qiao Lingxi didn't reply him, and the screen still said "Bai Ye, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival" and "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival".The picture looks like two ordinary friends who are not familiar with each other.

Bai Ye knocked himself on the head, when did he become so hypocritical!Throwing away the phone, Bai Ye picked up the brush again.

The yellow hair next to him rubbed against him. "Xiaobai, it seems that you are always looking at your phone, is it your rich woman girlfriend?"

Bai Ye rolled his eyes at him, "There is no girlfriend, only boyfriend..." Boyfriend?

"Bah! Only ordinary friends!"

Bai Ye hurriedly corrected the slip of the tongue, but Huang Mao still heard it. He laughed loudly while holding the paintbrush, and the yellow oil paint dripped onto his pants.

"Boyfriend? Hahaha, I said why don't you like girls, I dare you to be a crook."

"Bend to you, uncle!" Bai Ye punched Huang Mao.

"Why are you so excited, who doesn't have two gay friends, who understands special hobbies, and doesn't commit murder or break the law."

Huangmao is free and easy.

Bai Ye rolled his eyes at him, but didn't reply.

"By the way, a super explosive thing broke out on the school forum recently, don't you know?" Huang Mao came over and said mysteriously.

Bai Ye turned his head to look at Huang Mao, with a look of anticipation on his face, he purposely leaned in front of him, and lowered his voice, "Could it be that your cheating was posted on the school forum?"

"roll!"

"Hahaha~" Bai Ye laughed and patted Huang Mao's shoulder. "Tell me, the mysterious things that come out of your mouth are not lace news, so there is nothing to guess."

"It's serious this time!" Huang Mao punched Bai Ye's shoulder with a backhand.

"Okay, tell me, what's the matter. If I don't ask you, I think you will suffocate to death."

Bai Ye laughed twice as he spoke, Huang Mao had this problem and couldn't hold back.

He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and logged on to the school forum. The yellow-haired arm rested on Bai Ye's shoulder, "A supernatural event happened in our school recently. A professor who had been dead for 20 years suddenly came back to life and appeared in the school. , Many people have seen that professor, what is the name of that professor Guan.”

Huang Mao scratched his forehead, and suddenly slapped his thigh, "It's the professor of the elective course you took!"

"Guan Yi?"

"Yes! It's Guan Yi!"

Bai Ye frowned. He had attended Professor Guan Yi's class a few days ago, so he was quite normal.

"It's just that they look alike. After 20 years of death and resurrection? This is too ridiculous." Bai Ye shook his head, he didn't quite believe it.

"It's not that they look alike! No, they look too much alike! Oh, it's not right either, forget it and see for yourself."

Huangmao scratched his head for a long time but didn't speak quickly, so he threw the phone to Bai Ye. I believe that Bai Ye will understand his mood once he sees the post.

The title of the post is quite bluffing, "Professor Ghost Appears in Our School!!!"

A smile curled up on the corner of Bai Ye's mouth, he didn't say anything, and clicked on the post to continue reading.The post is a general pattern of exaggeration plus modal particles. Simply put, it is a professor who was burned to death 20 years ago and suddenly appeared on campus. This professor is Guan Yi.

There was no point in the whole article, but the last photo surprised Bai Ye.This is a comparison photo. The one on the left is Guan Yi, who was taken in class. It should be a sneak shot. The one on the right has a sense of age. It was taken on a yellowed newspaper. The person on the top is related to Guan Yi. Literally carved out of a mold.The facial features, face shape, including a small mole next to the nose are exactly the same.

"How could there be someone so similar." Bai Ye muttered to himself.

Huang Mao was very satisfied seeing Bai Ye's expression. He grabbed the phone and pointed to the photo on it.

"This is no similarity, this is simply the same person!"

Faced with two photos that are so similar, it is impossible to deny it.

Bai Ye pursed his lips, "Could it be possible that the photo has been photoshopped? It's not difficult to photoshop a photo of this level."

Huang Mao stretched out his index finger, shaking it in front of Bai Ye's eyes, his face full of determination. "The post has already been analyzed by students majoring in photography. It is a pure photo that is fake and has no PS at all!"

Now Bai Ye had nothing to say. He looked at the two photos on the screen and frowned slightly.

Although the probability of being so resemblance is extremely low, Bai Ye still doesn't believe in the words of resurrection from the dead.

……

Bai Ye's class is not very intense, he is already a senior, and he only needs to hand in one design drawing and one painting every week.The drawing was done in class, and there was no idea for the design drawing. Bai Ye wandered out of the dormitory and walked towards the library, wanting to borrow a book related to graphic design.

When he walked to the small lake, the wind was a bit strong, Bai Ye buttoned up his coat, and as soon as he raised his head, he bumped into a person head-on.

"I'm sorry, I'm too young..."

"Professor Guan?"

He was in a hurry to apologize, but when he took a closer look, he found that the person in front of him was Professor Guan Yi?Bai Ye suddenly remembered the post that Huang Mao showed him two days ago, and he felt a little nervous. When he looked at Guan Yi again, he waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter, walk carefully in the future, if you hit a tree trunk, you will suffer a lot."

Guan Yi had a faint smile on his face, which was very different from when he was in class. His smile was not so serious, and even a little gentle.

There was also a smile on the corner of Bai Ye's mouth, Professor Guan in front of him was a real person, with a nose, eyes and a smile, how could it be Professor Ghost.Bai Ye couldn't help laughing at himself, believing in unreliable things all the time.

Put on a respectful face, "Thank you professor for reminding me, I must be careful in the future. However, the professor is much closer than in class." Bai Ye also joked.

"Hahaha,"

Bai Ye's words were obviously very useful. Guan Yi smiled heartily, and he patted Bai Ye's shoulder, "Classroom is for imparting knowledge, so it's natural to be more serious. In life, isn't it advocated to be a good friend of students? .”

Guan Yi in life, with an unexpected good temper, is very different from when she was beating Zhou Xiaoxie in class.

"Professor Guan in the classroom is definitely a good teacher. Looking at it now, he really deserves the words "good teacher and helpful friend."

Who wouldn't flatter, Bai Ye could casually say several paragraphs of such witty words without getting stuck or repeating them.Similarly, people always like to listen to flattery, even if they know it is flattering.Sure enough, a brighter smile appeared on Guan Yi's face, and he looked at Bai Ye.

"The boy is very promising."

"I still have to work hard for the professor to teach and support me." Bai Yechou said shamelessly.

Guan Yi patted Bai Ye's shoulder a few more times before leaving.Bai Ye looked at Guan Yi's back, how could such a humane professor be a ghost professor?

Qiao Lingqi, who has an EQ and scum, is the ghost.

Bai Ye shook his head, the target continued to lock the library!

The book Bai Ye wanted was easy to find, and it was taken out of the shelf in a few clicks. It would be great if the empty seats were so easy to find. After scanning for a week, there were several people at each table, and there were no empty seats at all.

Sighing, I was about to take it back to the dormitory to read. When I passed a bookshelf, I saw many people gathered there, reading a book. It was dark and noisy, and the library with such a strong learning atmosphere, How can you be so noisy!

As a result, a certain person was too curious, so he also followed into it, wanting to find out what kind of book it was that could attract so many people.

The moment he saw Zhou Xiaoxie, Bai Ye regretted it, turned his head and walked out, and complained to himself, what a curiosity, he really had nothing to do!Can't you just take the book and leave?

"Bai Ye!"

However, Zhou Xiaoxie also saw him, and she moved swiftly, carrying him back to the bookshelf with a smile on her lips.

"What are you running for?"

"I... I just bought a new pair of shoes, try to run on the ground of the library, whether I can run."

"..."

"Why don't you say that you can run with the new shoes you just bought!" Zhou Xiaoxie rolled her eyes.

Bai Ye put on a smiling face, "That's also possible."

"Maybe shit!"

Bai Ye spread his hands, facing Zhou Xiaoxie who would swear at the slightest disagreement, he had nothing to say.

Zhou Xiaoxie didn't care. She grabbed Bai Ye's clothes with one hand, and grabbed a book with the other. So many people gathered around the book, but Zhou Xiaoxie occupied it all by herself. With displeasure.Zhou Xiaoxie's eyes scanned the crowd for a week, seductive and cold, a trace of black smoke drifted out, those who wanted to complain immediately shut their mouths.

"Come with me!" she called to Bai Ye.

Inexplicably being dragged to a table and pinned down on the seat, Bai Ye subconsciously protected his wrists. It is not a good thing to have blood that others miss.

Zhou Xiaoxie seemed to see Bai Ye's concerns, she snorted coldly, "I'm not going to let your blood go today."

"Then what do you want to do?" Bai Ye became even more restless.

Zhou Xiaoxie rolled his eyes at him, threw the book on the table, and signaled Bai Ye to read it.A trace of doubt flashed in Bai Ye's eyes, but his eyes still fell on the book.To be precise, this is not a book, but a stack of old newspapers, sorting out the folded old newspapers.Bai Ye casually flipped through two pages, and a yellowed old picture came into view.

Isn't that the photo on the forum?That picture was taken on a newspaper. Now that I read the newspaper directly, it is more clear and obvious.Bai Ye remembered that he had just met Professor Guan Yi, who looked exactly like this photo!Even when Guan Yi smiled, the corners of his mouth curled up and down, which was the same as in the newspaper. This is a personal habit. It is reasonable for two people to have similar faces, but their habits are the same, which is really not convincing.

"This is the paper from 1986, I said he had a problem."

Zhou Xiaoxie frowned, and the corners of her mouth curled up.