Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

01: 30,

Mu Feng and Nian Qi came late, and the two students waiting for him at the entrance of the lecture hall were in a hurry, one kept making phone calls, and the other was circling around trying to find a solution, thinking that Mu Feng was about to miss the appointment.し

He took out his phone and checked it, it was muted, maybe he accidentally pressed it by mistake.

The students recognized him after a few glances, and hurriedly took him to another room to prepare. They went back at the door and went to wait for others.

Nian Qi followed Mu Feng to the door of the small conference room, and glanced through the crack of the door. There were all professors and respectable people in suits and leather shoes inside.

"I'll wait for you at the front."

Mu Feng thought for a while and didn't force it, so he nodded and smiled, "Go ahead, I'll ask them to reserve a seat for you in the front row, and if you go, say you're Mu Feng's friend, and the student union will point it out to you. of."

Nian Qi turned around knowingly, but was stopped by another "wait".

Mu Feng came over and looked left and right. Twenty Seven didn't know what he was looking at and turned his head.

"I really don't know what you're thinking," Mu Feng complained helplessly, pinching Nianqi's chin with his fingers, leaning forward and kissing the corner of his mouth, then looking away like a thief, licking his lips, " go."

Nian Qi was stunned for a long time, covering the corner of his mouth all the way to the door of the lecture hall, and sat in the first row of side seats under the guidance of the student union.

The centennial celebration is a big event for the school, and it will never be just a day of fun.The club activity display outside was approved for three days, while the lectures were fully lined up for a week.The first day was the opening ceremony, and leaders and well-known scholars came. The closing ceremony on the last day was also the highlight.And on the third day, it was basically young people who were neither serious nor important, just for pomp.

Mu Feng pushed open the door of the conference room, and there were seven or eight people around the conference round table, all of them turned to look at him, the oldest of them looked only in his 40s.

Those who study medicine seem to be born with severe polarization. One group of people are born with self-care formulas that will not age, and some people are born bald and oily.

Mu Feng nodded at them and smiled, walked around a Mediterranean, walked up to a young man and sat down, without looking at who was next to him, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Twenty Seven, asking if he found a seat.

found it.Twenty Seven quickly replied.

"Mu Feng? Why, they invited you too?" The man beside him was suddenly surprised.

Mu Feng put down the phone, and then moved his gaze to the speaker.

"Yang... Bo?" Mu Feng was a little uncertain, after all, he was not very familiar with the incident many years ago, and the appearance in his memory had long since faded.

Yang Bo straightened up happily, "I didn't expect you to come too! Ah yes, you are a legend, and this group of juniors miss you, so they must invite you!"

"Hello." Mu Feng shook hands with him and exchanged greetings.

I think Yang Bo was also an all-powerful figure in school back then. His academic performance might not be as good as that of Mu Fengzuan's, but his leadership was outstanding.In his sophomore year, he overwhelmed other veterans to be elected the chairman of the student union, and he has been in office for several years.When Mu Feng entered school, Yang Bo was already the senior of the second year of research. Although he had already left, the school still valued him very much and repeatedly wanted him to stay after graduation and work in the student department.

However, Yang Bo volunteered to be a doctor, and he went abroad as soon as he graduated from graduate school, and he has never seen him again.

With a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Yang Bo exclaimed, "I haven't seen you for many years, and I have several creases on my face. You are still the same as when you were in school."

Mu Feng smiled and said nothing.

"Oh, by the way, how is Meng Lianfeng?" Yang Bo suddenly asked, "I remember you and him have the best relationship, and they are inseparable all day long." When he thought of the past, he was a little funny, "Hey, you know I don't know, just the two of you walked side by side into the campus, and everyone called you... a big double wind, how many girls' skirts were blown up!"

"Meng Lianfeng is the same. Taking you is like taking a younger brother with you. He will protect you wherever you go. After so many years, I don't know where he will go?"

Yang Bo was only talking about himself, but he didn't see the unsightly expressions of the people next to him.

"I don't know." Mu Feng's eyes turned cold, and the air in his breath seemed to freeze.

When he heard someone tell him to prepare for the stage, he immediately got up and left his seat, and walked towards the lecture hall without looking back.

Mu Feng exchanged glances with the host, adjusted his clothes on the side of the stage, walked up, and walked into the brightest place in the entire lecture hall. When the lights gradually came down, Mu Feng seemed to be able to see the dust flying in the light beam.

He lowered his head and saw Twenty Seven sitting directly in front of the podium, his bright eyes were looking at him from behind the darkness and dust, never moving away.

Mu Feng's heart was settled.

Twenty Seven sat in the best position, and could clearly see Mu Feng's every move.Before he came to the stage, people around him were already talking about him. They were full of admiration, talking about how outstanding he was, how he graduated with the first grade in his major, how he participated in important research projects and won awards during his studies, and finally , is how he refused to confess to him one by one girl.

Except for the last reason that Nian Qi knows the reason, many others are Mu Feng that Nian Qi has never understood.

He looked at the man on the stage with a gentle smile, and two completely different feelings of pride and depression occupied his heart together.Mu Feng is far more outstanding than he thought, and it is also more difficult to catch up than he thought.

But it was such an incomparable person who was the son he was thinking of.

Mu Feng's topic this time is "Dream".

The boy next to him whispered to his companions, saying how could someone still choose such an old-fashioned topic in this year, and Senior Mu was a famous high-achieving student back then. Talk about professional stuff.

But what he said rarely involved medical treatment.

Twenty 10 minutes of small lectures, twenty seven listened to all of them seriously and without saying a word. He wanted to refute the boys, but he didn't have a strong enough position, so he had to applaud vigorously at the highlights to overshadow their whispering .

After Mu Feng finished speaking, he bowed and thanked him, his eyes swept around the hall, and finally settled on Nianqi's face.He laughed and moved his mouth a few times before stepping off the stage.

"Am I speaking well?"

He knew that Nian Qi could understand, this was only for Nian Qi.

It is not difficult to understand this mouth shape, but Nian Qi thought for a long time, was stunned for a long time, and it took a long time to understand this sentence.

Twenty-seven remembers that Mu Feng didn't want to take this lecture at first. He is not the kind of person who likes the stars to hold the moon, and he won't enjoy the baptism of thousands of eyes.But later, he suddenly changed his mind, not only wanted to come, but also prepared with all his heart.

He never mentioned the topic of this speech, and the speech was written silently in the room.

Nian Qi always thought that it was because it had nothing to do with him and he couldn't understand, so Mu Feng had nothing to say to him.

Now after listening to this lecture, he realized that it was not like that.

Mu Feng put in all his effort to prepare topics, write manuscripts, and make slides, and brought him, who was originally an irrelevant person, and arranged him in the best position in front of the podium.On and off the stage, there will be no more than five steps between them, so close that even the fine hairs on Mu Feng's temples can be seen clearly.

In the end, he stepped down, and the response was mediocre. No one praised his old-fashioned and boring speech the same way he praised his excellent graduation results that year.

But Twenty Seven understood.

Mu Feng was busy with this, ignoring his reputation as a talented student in front of thousands of people, so thankless, in fact, what he wanted to do was just one thing, and that was to tell him——

"This is a speech for you alone."

That's why during the curtain call, he quietly asked Twenty Seven if he spoke well.

Twenty-seven came out of the lecture hall and saw Mu Feng under the sun, raising his head to breathe in the fresh air. His neck was fair, and his shoulders stretched out with deep breaths."It's a nice day, I like it," he said.

Nian Qi's mood jumped, he ran for two steps and then slowed down, his eyes went deep into Mu Feng's eyes, and he said slowly: "Me too."

Mu Feng looked back, cast a soft look, and said, "What a coincidence."

What a coincidence, you like the weather and I like you.

The two were in a turbulent mood, but they still couldn't hold it in front of the public, so they smiled at each other and went all the way to find a car together.

When passing through the community display area, a group of young guys were picking up clothes from a big box and hanging them on the hangers in a messy and complicated way.

A thin and tall girl next to her was jumping up and down anxiously, "You are all wrong, what are you hanging on?"

"You pile of robes and jackets, how can we understand!"

A girl with short hair walked over and squeezed away the tall and thick boys. While separating and rearranging the messy clothes, she comforted the girl, "Don't worry, I'll help you."

Mu Feng saw their club logos, "It's the Gufeng Club, and the short-haired one next to him should belong to the drama club. But the Gufeng Club has always had no status in the social association. When I was in school, the president was a small boy. Weak and weak, and was bullied and cried by the Social Federation."

"However... it seems that this year there is a large drama club supporting Gufeng Club." He laughed.

While they were talking, the two girls had already neatly packed up the display booths, the members of the club had arrived one after another, and the posters and publicity were also in full swing.

Nian Qiben wanted to leave, but the president of the Gufeng Club suddenly offered a magic weapon to prevent Nian Qi from moving his legs.

That magic weapon is called... Polaroid.

The vertical poster next to it reads that anyone who can wear the robes of their Gufeng Club correctly without help, and shout the school motto in front of the three major landmark buildings of the school, can get three photos as a commemoration, fill in the form and enter the club. There are other small antique gifts.

It is impossible to join the club, but those three photos are waiting for you...

Twenty Seven has never stared at anything with such bare/naked/naked eyes, and there are two big characters "want" clearly written on his face.

Mu Feng smiled secretly, pulled him over, and said to the girl: "If we are the first, can you give me an extra fan?" I didn't want to ask for an extra fan, Mu Feng just felt that the little president was beaten by boys They were so angry that they just wanted to tease her.

Nian Qi stood in front of a row of hangers, looking at the clothes for a while, and looking at Mu Feng for a while, and finally chose two sets.

Behind it is a simple dressing room.

Mu Feng stared blankly at the pile of fabrics in front of him. After studying for a long time, he said to Twenty Seven: "It's over, I don't know how to wear it." He took off his suit, picked up a sleeve and put it on his arm. Reminiscing about the dress I wore on TV, I ended up wearing something nondescript.

"Take it off, my lord..." Twenty Seven sighed.

"Ah," Mu Feng shook his sleeves, "I think it's not bad."

Nian Qi bent down and untied his wrongly typed girdle, and the long gown opened in response, half hanging on the shoulder, half sliding down the shoulder, and Mu Feng's paw pressed on the elbow of the arm so as not to fall off.

"Do you know what it's called in our place dressed like you?" Twenty-seven said.

Mu Feng waited for him to speak later.

"Indecent."

"You are the one who is indecent!" Mu Feng slapped him with his sleeves, and then both of them laughed. Mu Feng shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and stretched his arms towards Twenty Seven like a hug, "Oh, stop making trouble , I really don’t know how to do it, teach me quickly.”

Twenty-seven put complicated clothes on him one by one, inside was a water-colored shirt, and outside was a white robe, the cuffs were embroidered with silver thread.Layers of necklines are folded and staggered, drawn down along the chest, and tied in the palm-width girdle.

While Mu Feng was circling around admiring his own clothes, Nian Qi had already quickly changed into his own. The cloud patterns on his blue clothes matched Mu Feng's suit quite well.Then he turned around, bowed his hands and saluted him, lowered his eyebrows and nodded, and called out "Young Master" respectfully.

Mu Feng really felt limp from being called by this son, and wanted to hang on him and listen to him shouting a few more words.

The two of them had had enough quarrel, they opened the curtain and walked out, Mu Feng followed behind and inserted/inserted his fingers into Nian Qi's hair, and tore off his hair tie, the black hair fell down from his shoulders, blowing in the wind .

For a few seconds, Mu Feng wanted to grow his hair long.

After coming out, not only the Gufeng club, but also the drama club and the guitar club next to it were stunned.

These two people stand together, that is called Qingshan Xiushuitu.This gown is very picky about your figure, too skinny, too fat, too cowardly, too tall, too ugly, too short, and Mu Feng and Nianqi belong to this type of neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, so there is no choice at all.

The little girl from Gufengshe blinked her big eyes, handed over a bamboo fan, and said generously, "I see you off, take it away and take a picture!"

Mu Feng smiled lightly, thanked him, pushed the fan away and shook it twice, and said to Nian Qi like that young master, "Mr. Twenty, please."

It's just that what Mu Feng learned was skin, while Nianqi painted bones.As a person who has been brought up with modern education, it is impossible for him to be better than Nian Qi in this kind of etiquette.The man in the green shirt folded his hands, pushed and bowed to his chest, took a step back and bowed slightly.

Fluent and smooth, unobtrusive, as if he was born to wear this suit, walking in ancient ink and painting colors.

The two of them passed through the crowds with great scenery, earning enough eyesight, until they reached the small path with few people, with golden leaves moving slowly on both sides, the sky was blue and high, with two or three clouds, and little gray sparrows stepped on the branches and jumped.

Only then did Mu Feng exhale, "Too tired."

"Don't lower your head," Twenty Seven smiled, "You look the best like this, I'm afraid I'll remember it forever."

Mu Feng blinked, stopped, and suddenly called him crying and laughing: "Twenty-seven...I think there is something in my eye."

Nian Qi hurried back and saw Mu Feng's right eye was full of tears, and a golden bean fell out when he moved his eyelid. While wiping away the tears with his thumb, he looked at Mu Feng's eyelid, and an eyelash really got in.

After two puffs, the more you blow, the more you go in.

Twenty-seven had no choice but to say, "Cry, cry hard, and it will come out."

Mu Feng laughed angrily at his method, wiped away the tears stimulated by the foreign object, and said, "Break the trick!"

Nian Qi watched him weeping, and finally saw the tiny eyelashes washed out by the water, he suddenly laughed and couldn't stop.

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Fenghong asked him with eyes wide open.

"I think it seems that you were bullied by the young master of another family. You couldn't beat him, so you came back and cried." Nian Qi reported truthfully.

Mu Feng gritted his teeth and "admired" him: his brain is too big.

Nian Qi bowed his head and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, with the long sleeves of his robe hanging on his wrists, rubbing his red eyelids with his fingertips, and said softly, "My lord, don't cry anymore, you won't be able to beat him in the future, I will Help you fight."

"Gon you..." Mu Feng was really laughed at by him.

A girl from the Gufeng Club rushed to the exhibition site, and heard everyone talking about it, saying that the two great masters of ancient costumes had just left.

She naturally knew that [-]% of this kind of gossip was rumored, but after thinking about it for a while, she still couldn't hold back her curiosity, and secretly looked for it with her mobile phone.

I happened to see them on the Jinfeng trail, and I watched the part where Nian Qi wiped Mu Feng's tears more carefully.

She grabbed her mobile phone and snapped seven or eight pictures, opened Weibo, and uploaded, "I saw the two young masters in the legend [who are extremely handsome]. What are you waiting for, come to the bowl! #doge#So happy ".

ok, confirm the release!

Mu Feng didn't see this microblog until a few days later, and it was through the gossip nurses in the hospital.

At that time, this Weibo was already trending, and it was forwarded [-] times in turn every day. The title was... #学校古装男神#

And in these few photos of Jin Feng Xiaodao, because Mu Feng turned his body sideways and closed his eyes, the pictures were not very clear.On the other hand, Nianqi has a firm figure, bows his head and smiles, has long hair, and behaves like a quack.

Mu Feng silently took out his mobile phone: "...Send me these photos."