Love at Second Sight [Interstellar]

Helena dialed the phone, and Zhou Yuchen's adjutant picked it up, saying that the admiral was in a meeting. She asked how long it would take for the admiral to end the meeting. The adjutant said vaguely that he was not sure, and the admiral was busy.

She then asked him to tell him that she wanted to invite Admiral Zhou to her residence for afternoon tea tomorrow.

"Oh—" the adjutant's eyebrows trembled, "Is...is that so?"

Helena frowned and said, "Is there something wrong?"

For Louis, it was extremely difficult for him to reject such a beautiful woman instead of someone sitting opposite him, but he had to make up a lie on the spot, his eyebrows trembling: "Actually, the general Tomorrow too..."

"It's also very busy, isn't it? You have to attend meetings all afternoon, and you don't have time to talk to me, an insignificant person." Helena was pressing every step of the way. When she said this, she was not arrogant, but a little proud A touch of grievance makes people feel pity. "If it doesn't work tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow. I will come to the post in person the day after tomorrow. It depends on whether the admiral is willing to show respect."

The adjutant's eyebrows stopped shaking, but were tightly knit together, looking bitter: "It's not just a matter of being busy, the general knows about the engagement between the princess and Professor Zhuang, and it's really impolite to always interfere like this... ..."

Helena bit her lip and said coldly: "Zhuang Yan won't come over tomorrow, I have something I want to talk to the general alone."

alone?That's even worse.

But Louis hadn't found the words to tactfully refuse, and Helena had already shut down the communication.

Zhou Yuchen sat across from Louis, glanced at him, and continued to instruct the document in his hand: "Is it so difficult for you to refuse her in a formal way?"

Louis complained: "It's not difficult, why didn't you tell her yourself?" He is a grown man with a sound mind, and he couldn't bear to refuse such a beautiful princess who was passionately pursuing his superiors.

The tip of the pen in Zhou Yuchen's hand drew a neat arc, and he didn't raise his head to his subordinates' complaints: "So all the salary I paid you was wasted?"

Louis shook his head and said, "If you just refuse, I'm afraid the princess will catch up with you even more. Why don't you go to the appointment tomorrow and make it clear? I hear her tone as if she is going to have a showdown with you."

The tip of Zhou Yuchen's pen paused, but what flashed before his eyes was short pale golden hair and indifferent blue eyes.He nodded and approved Louis' proposal: "Return to a communication later, saying that I agreed."

Louis took the order, stood up, remembered something and said: "By the way, Yulang's spaceship is here today."

Zhou Yuchen nodded and said, "Let him come over for dinner."

Zhuang Yan ordered the Rembrandt-shaped tulip, and the flowers had to be raised in the store's hands for a few days before they could be officially delivered.Zhuang Yan thought, when the flowers arrived, he would come to Helena's door and deliver them to Helena himself.Now she probably doesn't want to see herself anymore.

When he arrived at school, between two big classes, he was sitting in his office when a student slipped in with his head buried in small steps. It was Kevin Bulwell.

That day, I was caught talking about Professor Zhuang with my classmates in the bathroom, and was asked to go to Zhuang Yan's office at nine o'clock the next morning. Both of them went there the next day with trepidation—there was no one in the office.After that, Kevin spent half a month in fear, but the professor never asked him to "drink tea" or rectify him as he expected, and his elective courses continued as usual.Just after a quiz, he was told to talk to Professor Zhuang's office.

While he was taken aback, he felt relieved: What should come will always come, and he will always be stabbed.

Unexpectedly, when he went to Professor Zhuang, what Zhuang Yan wanted to tell him was: his quiz scores were too bad, and he would definitely fail at the end of the semester if he continued like this, so he simply went to the Academic Affairs Office and dropped out of this course.

Kevin and this professor Zhuang met again, only to find that the other party didn't remember the "restroom incident" at all, and he didn't remember him at all. He was relieved at first, but he was treated as a problem student by the other party, and he couldn't help turning red face.

His background is indeed not good. Although he has studied much harder than others in the first month of school, but due to the restrictions of the civilian education he received, the gap between him and his classmates who were born in the nobility and have been influenced by elite education since childhood is too big. big.Zhuang Yan's course combines fine arts and military industry theory, and even a freshman with a foundation may not dare to take it. He is also ignorant and fearless, so he was honorably at the bottom of the first round of quizzes.

Zhuang Yan's suggestion is very merciless, and it can be said that it discriminates against poor students.People who hear this kind of suggestion will either feel humiliated and withdraw from the class angrily, or follow the suggestion wisely. After all, the professor has said so, and withdrawing from the election can preserve the record of failing the course.

But Kevin seemed to understand the professor's behavior a little bit. He didn't feel that the other party was humiliating him. Instead, a burst of courage burst out of his heart, and he blushed: "But I don't want to withdraw from class, professor."

Zhuang Yan's lecture method is very arbitrary, reprimanding students is very mean, but at the same time, he explained the knowledge from shallow to deep, citing extensively, and methodically. The lectures of compulsory subject lecturers are much more enjoyable.

After he said that, the office fell silent.Zhuang Yan stared at this ignorant and fearless freshman, tapping his fingers on the mahogany desk.

The words have been exported, and the water is hard to take back.Kevin bit the bullet, waiting for the taunt from the professor.

After a while, Zhuang Yan said, "You have to say that."

"Then I will come forward and tell the Academic Affairs Office to let you withdraw from the class." Kevin had a premonition in his heart. He knew that if the student's ability is insufficient, the teacher can force the class to withdraw, but such cases are rare.After all, teaching does not account for a large proportion of the work of university teachers. They want to be tutors and do research, and they don't have so much attention on a certain student in a class. As long as the passing rate does not exceed the standard, the student will fail up.

A teacher like Zhuang Yan who can't bear a single student's failure is also considered an outlier.

Just when Kevin couldn't bear it anymore and decided to change his mind and surrender, Zhuang Yan's cold voice sounded: "Then come to me to make up lessons."

Kevin looked up and stared blankly at Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and called up the calendar on the electronic light board: "Twice...three times a week, if the effect is not obvious within a month, I will notify the Academic Affairs Office to force withdrawal from the class."

So there was the current scene. Zhuang Yan was sitting in the office, and Kevin slipped in with his head down. He was here to hand in his homework, and he took away the homework that the professor had corrected.

He walked up to Zhuang Yan and handed in his homework. Zhuang Yan raised his head to take it, and at the same time pushed a stack of thick sketch paper in front of him.

It is Zhuang Yan's habit to require students to use sketch paper for their design assignments instead of bare boards.

Looking at the red crosses and red batches on the paper, Kevin has gone from frustration to numbness.Just about to back out, Zhuang Yan suddenly asked, "Do you like mechas?"

Kevin's body shook. Seeing Zhuang Yan looking at him, the electronic pen pointed to the back of the top sheet of paper in his hand.

Kevin turned over the back of the manuscript paper and looked at it. He was extremely embarrassed. He had too much homework, so when he was doing his homework, he took a manuscript paper that had already been drawn on the back without even looking at it!

On the back of the manuscript is the mecha he designed... It is more of a fantasy than a design, and there are probably very few young boys who don't like mechas.But for the common people, things like mechs only exist on screens and in books.Only the sentinels and guides in the army can really drive mechas to the battlefield.

Every regular military academy has a dedicated sentinel guide academy. After awakening, the sentinel guides who have received basic training in the "tower" will be sent to the military academy to learn how to drive in a vast isolation area. Armor, fight side by side.It is simply a holy place in the hearts of mech lovers.

Zhuang Yan actually seriously commented on his drawings: "The design is too whimsical, and I have read too many novels and movies."

"I, I just drew it for fun..." Kevin felt that his face was about to evaporate and explode. He also drew every part of the fantasy mech and made annotations. In the end, it was so embarrassing .

Zhuang Yan looked at him for a while, then suddenly pointed to the bookcase against the wall and said, "Book eighth in the third row from top to bottom on the left, and book two in the fifth row."

Kevin swallowed, walked over, and found two extremely heavy big men as Zhuang Yan said.

Zhuang Yan said: "Go back and read it, and then check it every week."

Kevin shivered twice, and looked down at the two big books.Zhuang Yan said again: "I hope your design will be a little more down-to-earth in a month's time."

Kevin's face was still flushed, but his eyes lit up. He bowed respectfully to Zhuang Yan and backed out.

Until he walked out of the office and came to the stairs.Kevin's heart was still pounding, and suddenly the rumors about Zhuang Yan mentioned by others flashed through his mind: "They say that Professor Zhuang is a genius because he was once recognized as a mecha design genius by the Imperial Military Academy... "

At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Zhou Yuchen went to the appointment on time, neither early nor late, and sat in the Andorran royal family's estate in Fontainebleau.The ancient clock on the wall rotates one by one.

As the princess descends a revolving marble escalator, her makeup and attire are perfect for an afternoon tea occasion, but are carefully sculpted to accentuate her beauty.

Zhou Yuchen got up and saluted. The princess had been staring at him intently since she showed up.

She originally planned to have a showdown, but when she saw Zhou Yuchen and the two looked at each other, she didn't want to have a showdown anymore.

Zhou Yuchen had no intentions of her.With a ready-made Zhuang Yan for comparison, she could tell whether the man was interested in her or not.

Since Zhou Yuchen had no intentions of her, her showdown was to put an end to the relationship between the two who hadn't gotten close at all.Zhou Yuchen had already expressed his intention to avoid suspicion.

Even if they don't intend to do it right now, in the future they can create more opportunities to get along, more possibilities - as long as there is no Zhuang Yan pushing so hard.

The princess walked down the escalator, and the two exchanged greetings. The man's voice was deep and mellow, resounding in the somewhat empty living room, making people's ears itchy.

She smiled and asked Zhou Yuchen to sit down, sat on the sofa dignifiedly and gracefully, and began to gossip.

It was a spur of the moment yesterday, and she almost asked this man if he loved her.Her identity is still unclear, so how can he say anything other than rejection?

The person she should have a showdown with is Zhuang Yan.

Zhou Yuchen sat for a long time, listening to a lot of gossip from Princess Helena, and knew that Louis probably had a bad idea.

He didn't know the princess well enough to relax and talk about things. He quickly thought about how to get out, glanced and saw a painting on the other wall of the living room.

The lantern tree in autumn, the branches covered with golden leaves sway with the wind, and the leaves are blown off one after another, flying obliquely across the center of the painting, where the ground is golden, and in the distance in the painting, a figure riding a bicycle passes by.

This is the view of Suplin University. There is an avenue in the school, and the two sides of the avenue are full of very lush and tall lantern trees. The leaves of this tree are like a string of small lanterns. Looking at this straight avenue at one end at one end, it is a very refreshing view.

Moreover, the colors of this painting are strong and gentle, which is very touching.

He didn't go back to Suplin University for a long time, but he revisited the scenery of his alma mater in Princess Helena's living room, and couldn't help asking: "Where did you get this painting of the princess?"

Helena looked at it and said, "Oh, this one was given by someone else." Seeing Zhou Yuchen's expression seemed to be very touched, she said, "If the general likes it, how about giving it to the general?"