Fusheng Chronicle

In Nanjing University, a well-known first-class university, you don’t need to know the name of the principal, but you absolutely must not know a character, economics professor Miao Changfeng.

As the dream lover of countless female students and the number one love rival in the minds of countless male students, Miao Changfeng's attention in Nanjing University is no less than that of a star.As small as what brand of mineral water he drank, what color tie he wore, and what he said today, all of them could cause a frenzy of discussion on the school forum.

Of course, Miao Changfeng, who never visits school forums, does not know that he is being hung up by students for live broadcast every day, and there are even stupid fans who record his daily outfits and collocations.Although this is boring, because Miao Changfeng wears a three-piece suit all year round, even in the hottest summer, he will at most wear a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up.

There is also the point that makes the male students complain the most, Miao Changfeng is a patient with extreme cleanliness.Every time before he goes to class, a classmate on duty will wipe the podium seat inside and out for him, and even the marker pens written on the blackboard have to go to the Academic Affairs Office to get brand new ones.

At eight o'clock in the morning, when Xu Yanbao came out of the bedroom with eyes wide open, he immediately saw Zhou Shengxiao in a suit and leather shoes, sitting on a pear blossom chair and flipping through documents.

Xu Yanbao's eyes widened: "Isn't it? Boss, you know how to wear a tie?"

He thought that his boss would only wear cumbersome ancient costumes.

Zhou Shengxiao seemed to have a natural preference for black, even if he changed into a suit, it was still pure black, with a white shirt underneath, a black tie, and dark red patterns on the cuffs as usual.This dress was found by Xu Yanbao after searching for it in the mall for a long time. He thought the boss would like it the first time he saw it.

Zhou Shengxiao looks like a nostalgic person.A set of Hanfu and black robes on her body will remain unchanged for thousands of years, at most changing styles with the weather.

"This kind of trivial matter, you can learn it by just looking at it."

Zhou Shengxiao turned over a page of the information, with a cold look on his brows.He has lived for thousands of years, and he is not blindly sticking to himself, but will also make some changes with the development of the times.

Xu Yanbao prepared breakfast and brought it out, and only put a cup of tea in front of Zhou Shengxiao.He drank milk and gnawed bread by himself, seeing that Zhou Shengxiao was still staring at the roll of materials, he leaned over to take a look.

Xu Yanbao coughed a few times and choked, "Boss, you still have someone to investigate Miao Changfeng?"

"Can't you?" Zhou Shengxiao squinted at Xu Yanbao.His profile is so perfect that he can shoot a magazine advertisement, but the moment he lifts his chin slightly makes Xu Yanbao's heart beat faster.

Xu Yanbao clutched his fragile heart, "I, I didn't say no."

"Then shut up."

Zhou Shengxiao continued to browse through the materials of Miao Changfeng investigated by the top domestic private investigators.Ordinary people must have a terrible headache when reading such a journal-like thing, but he read it as a novel with relish.After all, this person is his promise of stability in the next life.

After failing so many times before, no matter how much patience he had, it is now exhausted.Miao Changfeng seems to be born short-lived, he will always find an opportunity to die that he ignores in every life, and he will always fall in love with him.

Zhou Sheng and Xiao Shishi looked for Miao Changfeng's reincarnation. Fortunately, he was cold-hearted and wanted to die, no matter how gentle and forceful the other party was, he was never tempted.In his eyes, Miao Changfeng is just a mission, the unusual thing is that it is extremely difficult and can be restarted with NG.

After drinking tea, I read almost all the information.Zhou Shengxiao got up and straightened the folds of his clothes, raised his wrist and looked at his newly bought watch.At 15:[-], he still has [-] minutes to go to Nantah for work.

And Miao Changfeng usually goes to work at this time.According to the private detective's investigation, he always leaves the house at [-]:[-], and then walks out of the subway at [-] o'clock, and arrives at the school on time through Antique Street.Before yesterday, he had never been late.

At the end of the Antique Street is a stall selling sesame seed cakes. Miao Changfeng always buys a sweet pancake and a cup of handmade freshly ground soybean milk from the old lady when passing by.

Zhou Shengxiao and Xu Yanbao went out together, but Xu Yanbao went to school by bicycle, while he tried to avoid the crowd and walked towards the roadside stall selling breakfast.He was tall and tall, and he was not very noticeable when he was wearing Hanfu, but he was unmistakable after changing into a suit.Looking around, he stands out from the crowd with a height of more than 1.9 meters. Several little girls even took photos of him secretly.

"A sweet pancake and a cup of freshly ground soy milk."

Zhou Shengxiao walked to the stall and stood still, bent down and handed the money to the old woman.He was wearing a haute couture suit, holding a pancake plastic bag and a greasy soy milk cup in his hand, standing straight and straight, out of tune with the surrounding scenes.

It seems that a person like him should be born to go in and out of high-end buildings with hot coffee in his hand and a briefcase between his hands.

After waiting for a few minutes, I saw Miao Changfeng squeezed out of the crowd with a bad complexion, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped his whole body roughly.He was wearing a pair of white gloves, and when he walked to the old woman's side, there was already a smile on his face: "It's still the same."

The old lady nodded with a smile, her hands were busy.

"Are you? The owner of Fushengpu?" Miao Changfeng was taken aback, and stared at the short-haired man in front of him with wide eyes.Even though he was still handsome, he still had that familiar disobedient temperament...but why did he cut his hair?Still wearing a suit?

Miao Changfeng's impression of this person has been stuck in the scene when he first met. The long-haired young man in black robe lifted up the curtain, and he was shocked to see it in front of him.

"Hello." Zhou Shengxiao handed him the breakfast with a blank expression, "It's for you."

"What?" Miao Changfeng hesitated to take the greasy bag, his eyebrows twitched.Before he could react, the owner of the antique shop who appeared in front of him inexplicably turned around and left, disappearing into the crowd.

The old lady asked Miao Changfeng: "Xiao Miao, do you want breakfast?"

Miao Changfeng picked up the bag in his hand and looked at it, then turned to the old woman and said, "There is more, you can do as usual."

After paying the money, Miao Changfeng turned to an alley not far away with breakfast for two people, where a young and dirty boy was lying there.He had a fit of cleanliness, he threw the food in front of the boy with his fingers crossed, and hurried away with his briefcase in his hands.When passing the trash can, he took off his gloves and threw them in.

As a patient with extreme cleanliness, how could Miao Changfeng eat roadside stalls.

Zhou Shengxiao, leaning against the corner of the wall, watched this scene and frowned unobtrusively.It seems that the so-called detective agency is not very popular, and even neglected that Miao Changfeng bought breakfast to give to others.It made it rare for him to be a good person today, and he was even despised by others.

At [-]:[-], Zhou Shengxiao walked into Nanjing University on time to check in.Documents such as the meal card entry letter were sent to him yesterday, and the school also arranged a class schedule for him.The Department of History and Archeology of Nantah University is well-known throughout the country, so there are not many students.His first class is scheduled for nine o'clock in the morning, and he talks about antique appreciation.

Zhou Shengxiao just punched the card, when he turned around, he bumped into someone.He took a few steps back and looked down to see Miao Changfeng.

Miao Changfeng reacted even more, panting a few times, and frantically took out a tissue to wipe the place he touched with himself.

"Why are you in Nantah University?" Miao Changfeng raised his head and saw the extremely handsome face of the owner of Fusheng Shop, as if he was frightened, his heart beat a few times.

Zhou Shengxiao wore a suit with a special taste, like a romantic nobleman who returned from studying in Shanghai with gold plating during the Republic of China.He rolled his eyes and replied calmly: "I am a new professor of archeology at Nantah University, please give me more advice in the future."

Miao Changfeng looked surprised.He just met this person yesterday, the unpredictable young man in Hanfu, and he was given Tang Bohu's "Picture of Things Tea" just by chance.Although it is definitely a fake, the degree of imitation is enough to distinguish the real one from the real one.But why did this eccentric antique shop owner become a professor of archeology today?

As we all know, it is definitely not easy to get a professorship in a university.Miao Changfeng is 28 years old this year, and his appointment as an associate professor has set a new record for Nantah University.

And the young man in front of him, how old is he?Looks like he's in his early twenties at the most.What is the concept of being a professor as soon as you join the job?

Only those Taishan Beidou in various fields have this kind of treatment to come to Nantah University as a named professor.

Although Miao Changfeng was a little embarrassed, he still introduced the situation of Nantah University to Zhou Shengxiao with a demeanor.The two of them are men with outstanding looks, walking side by side on the sycamore path covered with dead leaves, there is an indescribable CP feeling, especially when Miao Changfeng is a head shorter than Zhou Shengxiao.

A girl behind her looked at the backs of the two of them in disbelief, and poked the back of the girl next to her: "Am I not mistaken? The one in front is Professor Miao?"

The other girl obviously paid more attention to the young man beside Miao Changfeng, "What's their relationship? Isn't Professor Miao very furious? How can you get so close to someone?"

Attracting a lot of attention along the way, Miao Changfeng said a little uncomfortably: "Well, I haven't asked for your name yet."

"Zhou Sheng Xiao, the birth of the birthday, the Xiao of the wind and the wind and the cold of the water."

"It turned out to be Professor Zhou." Miao Changfeng stared at his leather shoes, as if he was about to spot a flower, "I'm sorry, I accepted a painting from you for nothing, and I brought you some money today. Can I give it to you later?"

After Miao Changfeng finished speaking uncomfortably, he looked up and found that Zhou Shengxiao had already left.Holding a document in his left hand, with a tall and eye-catching back, he walked into the teaching building with long legs.

The corner of Miao Changfeng's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly chased after him.

Zhou Shengxiao hadn't stepped out of Fusheng shop for many years, and he usually wouldn't go out if he had nothing to do.The long time of thousands of years has already exhausted all his enthusiasm.Walking on the campus again, remembering that the last time I saw such a lively scene was in the Army Military Academy of Miao Changfeng during the Republic of China, I felt a little melancholy.

Things are changing, people are changing, and I don't know how this life will end.

The first step to break the stalemate of reincarnation is to stop Miao Changfeng from falling in love with him again.His doomed death often begins when he falls in love with Zhou Shengxiao.

In this life, Miao Changfeng didn't meet him until he was 28 years old, everything should be different.

Deceiving himself and others as usual, Zhou Shengxiao grabbed the doorknob of the office, unscrewed it, and walked in slowly.

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