Plaid shirt and star armor

There is a good tradition of lunch break in the dormitory, but when Lu Qi woke up, he faced Fu Qianshu's empty bunk.

It's been three or four days, what big news is brewing for those who leave early and return late?Lu Qi expressionlessly threw the dirty underwear on the floor back to Qu Meng's stool, thinking, what the hell is a man.

When Lu Qi was complaining, Fu Qianshu was queuing at the bakery in the second restaurant, and the freshly baked mango millefeuille would be sold after lunch.After a while, it moved up like a caterpillar.

"Hey, the young man is lucky," the aunt motioned him to swipe the card, "The last one belongs to you."

Not only is it good, but the luck value is overwhelmed!Fu Qianshu thanked the other party with a smile, took the packing box and turned around to push away the shoulders that were moving behind him, and almost trotted all the way to the Shaw Building.

However, he still lost the opportunity to enter the lecture hall. The Fengshui treasured place to admire the true face of the master was either seated properly or a pen was placed on the table. Fu Qianshu turned around, and finally took the next best thing to sit down in the middle.

J University, as a 985 school, still has very good educational resources. Today’s class is held by a master from the School of Art. The theme is “Post-Modern and Art-Modern: Symbols in Famous Paintings”.When Fu Qianshu looked up the lecture information, he felt that he knew every word, and when he got together, he was confused, like an illiterate who didn't know what was going on.

This professor is quite famous, and the number of people gradually increased, accounting for almost two-thirds. When Cen Jingming sent a WeChat message: "Where are you?"

"In the middle, the sixth row," Fu Qianshu looked at his phone, "I stand up."

"See." At the same time, a male voice came from behind, "won't you let me in?"

Fu Qianshu flicked his back and slid the pen down the red carpet. The girl in front heard his cry, bent down and picked it up and gave it to him.Fu Qianshu expressed his thanks with a sullen face, while turning sideways to make room for Cen Jingming.

"The reaction is still so big." Cen Jingming said as if complaining, but there were two brightly lit nights in his eyes.

He was wearing a loose black and white baseball uniform and a peaked cap today, and the tied Jiujiu jumped out from the buckle of the hat.The hair on the forehead is more than half pressed, and there are smiling eyes under the faint shadow.Cen Jingming took out a plain notebook, and the used part of the paper swelled like a soaked waffle, and it was halfway through. Fu Qianshu blinked his round eyes, thinking that he was really no different from the students around him.

Oh yes, Fu Qianshu said, "You are not allergic to mangoes, are you?"

"Well," Cen Jingming saw Fu Qianshu push the box over, and said, "That's enough to do what you say... What about your own?"

"Eat it," Fu Qianshu said happily, "I bought it specially for you, just to take advantage of the last one!"

That was really a lucky star. In fact, eating in the classroom is a shame. Cen Jingming looked at him with a serious face and must have lost sight of one another. He smiled and removed the seal, took a mouthful with a spoon, swallowed it leisurely, and then said:

"True to its name."

Fu Qianshu raised the corners of his lips.

Seeing that the other party cherished it, Cen Jingming wanted to leave the rest to Fu Qianshu after tasting it, but because it was too obvious due to too many people, he reinstalled it as it was.During the whole process, Fu Qianshu was always peeking vigorously, but Cen Jingming remained calm, until he took out a pair of glasses and put them on before he came to talk to him with a smile.

Fu Qianshu tapped his pen and asked, "Ah, are you still short-sighted?"

"A bit."

He moved the corner of his mouth: "Pretend to be handsome..."

And you're already good enough, okay? Fu Qianshu didn't know what to think when he saw Cen Jingming's indisputable irony. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had stretched two fingers towards the other's glasses. .

Logically, the eyes are the most vulnerable part, and basically people would avoid them reflexively if they were teased like this, but Cen Jingming remained motionless, and when Fu Qianshu withdrew his hands like they were scalding, he felt eyelashes brushing against his skin like feathers.

He glanced left and right, but he didn't dare to look at the people next to him anymore, coughed and said, "It's really not a plain mirror."

"I will not trick you."

When Fu Qianshu heard what Cen Jingming said, he was still thinking wildly. Cen Jingming unscrewed the pen, and looked up to read the projection screen in front of the surrounding applause.

"Hi students, let's get to the point—"

As the slides were played down one by one, Fu Qianshu found that the professor's speech was quite simple, but when it came to professional terms, it was like listening to heavenly scriptures. At this moment, he couldn't help but look at Cen Jingming for help, as if the next Seconds himself will be called up to answer questions.

However, the other party seems to have come to attend the class specially!Cen Jingming paid full attention to every move of the lecturer on the stage, occasionally immersed himself in the pen and shook the paper quickly, Fu Qianshu turned his neck to see, the handwriting was neat and tidy.

Comparing the two, the careless Fu Qianshu became a scumbag.

But for a moment, Fu Qianshu saw Cen Jingming in his student days. He was sketching by the lake in the wind and sunshine, creating in the sunny studio, and he was neither humble nor overbearing when he compared his skills with his instructor.

He was a first-class model student in that unfamiliar field, and the deep gap in his heart slammed Fang Qiu under his pen. It was another shining universe, and Cen Jingming comfortably moved his pen in it, just like Fu Qianshu comfortably wrote code in the team.

Fu Qianshu temporarily stored the cardboard boxes of Cen Jingming's discarded paintings in the aisle of the dormitory. Thinking of those works, he couldn't figure out why the other party would say no to them.

"Okay, let's thank the professor again for his wonderful lecture with warm applause!" The host stood up, patted the microphone, and said, "The following is the time for free questions. If you have any doubts, you can ask The professor asks. Who will come first?"

Usually at this time, they would be silent, but after a brief silence, Fu Qianshu saw Cen Jingming raise his hand.

"Okay, thank you classmate."

"Hello," Cen Jingming said in a calm and clear voice, "About what I just talked about..."

Fu Qianshu felt inappropriately that he was like a ground line, and Cen Jingming was referring to a star in the north.

Anyone who looks up can see, and whoever gets lost, he is willing to guide the direction.But Fu Qianshu stood below and felt that he was different. It was probably because Cen Jingming was always smiling. Looking at him like this made Fu Qianshu feel that he was the only one.

"Why are you in a daze?" Cen Jingming shook his hand twice, and said clearly, "It's boring, theories are quite boring."

ah?Fu Qianshu came back to his senses, and said, "I found that the professor and you talked for the longest time."

Did you dare not pay attention to the content and ran away for a few seconds? Cen Jingming didn't know what to say. Fu Qianshu's eyes were wide open. He was so innocent and stubborn that no one wanted to refute.

He had no choice but to turn his head and smile apologetically at the girl who tried to go out from the direction where the two were sitting, and thought about it: "So what?"

"It means that he appreciates you very much." Fu Qianshu looked at him with a look that is natural, "I see that your notebook is very full. Do you come here often?"

"Whoever is interested will."

To be precise, because the university town is a place close to water and buildings, Cen Jingming will be there on time for all well-known students from these colleges and universities.

Fu Qianshu was young and sincerely suggested: "Then why don't you take the exam for our graduate students? You are so good, you must pass once!"

"I don't want to read it." Cen Jingming's tone sounded a little indifferent, "It's not very interesting. Not every postgraduate major is practical."

"Ah?" Fu Qianshu said with a half-knowledge, "It seems to be."

Later, he chewed that sentence again and picked out a thorn in the contradiction, but he could only fall into Cen Jingming's language trap, because he said he would not lie to himself.

Well, after walking out of the hall, Cen Jingming replied: "Do you think I'm amazing?"

"Of course." Needless to say, Fu Qianshu waved his hands back and forth, "You are like Van Gogh in my mind!"

"You only know Van Gogh."

"...At least I'll blow rainbow farts to you so don't tell me." Fu Qianshu was poked to the point of pain.

But Cen Jingming looked particularly happy, a hundred times more vivid than Fu Qianshu's expression when he said that the postgraduate entrance examination was effortless.

"You think I'm good enough."

"Damn," Fu Qianshu shook and rubbed his arms, "—Cen Jingming, you are not allowed to speak like this."

Cen Jingming apologized to him graciously, and said, "It will make you uncomfortable? I'm sorry...but it's hard for my brain to control my mouth when I'm by your side."

?Why do I feel that you are pushing your nose on your face?

After the two talked about it, Fu Qianshu originally intended to treat Cen Jingming in the same way as a friend, but it was obvious that the other party was not in the same rank as himself!

Thinking about his obvious thoughts, it seems that I really have no position to order him what to do and what not to do.

Damn it, I thought Ming Jian was taking the initiative when she was a girl, so why change her identity to be such a fish!

Fu Qianshu buried his head and rushed forward a few steps, calmed down, and deliberately slowed down.

Cen Jingming smiled, strode after him, and gently touched his shoulder.