The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Light mist in the morning.

In front of the gate of Cornell University, a shiny black sedan parked not far away. The door opened, and a nobleman got out. He was wearing a new set of clothes, a black goose-colored mandarin jacket with flat sleeves, embroidered with waves Dark blue satin robe with dark pattern, with blue jade buttons, so elegant and elegant.

Shen's mother specially asked Tailor Liu, a veteran of the time-honored Yunfangbu Zhuang, to order a few new sets of clothes for him. It happened that Yunfangbu Zhuang recently released two new men's styles, and Shen's mother ordered a set for each.

Shen Qingchuan couldn't evade Shen's mother's intentions, so he wore a suit to go out today, he looked like a peerless noble son.

Shen Qingchuan was still not used to it, so he pulled his robe, even though he wore pants underneath, he always had the illusion of wearing a skirt.

On the left side of the iron fence at the school gate, there was a tall and straight young man standing there, a statue that seemed immobile, when he got closer, it turned out to be Leng Qiudu.

The mist has dampened his temples, and I don't know how long he has been standing here. Today he changed into an ephedra coarse cloth robe. I don't know how many times it has been washed. The fabric has faded and is almost white. Leng Qiudu was handsome and handsome, and his temperament was outstanding so that he didn't get stretched by that robe.

"Student Leng, good morning!" The corners of Shen Qingchuan's mouth curled up, his eyes were misty.

"School badge." Leng Qiudu spread out his hands, holding a Kangda University badge with gold letters on a red background, Shen Qingchuan took it and pinned it on his lapel.

"I cleaned the clothes, thank you yesterday." Leng Qiudu pursed his lips slightly after speaking, he was not used to thanking others, and always kept others' kindness in his heart.

He held it in his arms, folded it neatly, and handed the washed Chinese tunic suit to Shen Qingchuan.

"This school uniform...you can keep it. Yesterday the principal said he would give me another set, and I couldn't wear the two sets of school uniforms." Shen Qingchuan bought another set of school uniforms at his own expense, just to find An excuse to give the clothes to Leng Qiudu.

"What's more, if you hadn't blocked that blow for me, maybe I'd be lying in the hospital today and wouldn't be able to come to school." Shen Qingchuan pushed the Zhongshan suit back into Leng Qiudu's arms, not allowing him to refuse, so he pulled Walking into the school gate with his arm.

Shen Qingchuan stepped into the classroom and greeted a few female students who came early, and the female students responded blushing.

He glanced at the schedule posted on the wall. The first period was Zhang Mingzun's class. As the class bell rang, students from the Chinese Department came in one after another, about 30 of them.

"Why isn't Mr. Zhang here yet?" Shen Qingchuan held his chin and turned his pen flexibly with his right hand.

"Mr. Zhang won't come today." Leng Qiudu dragged the chair and sat down.

"Why?" Shen Qingchuan turned around, looking straight at Leng Qiudu with moistened eyes.

"It's going to rain." Leng Qiudu laid out his notebook and planned to study by himself.

Shen Qingchuan was at a loss when he heard it. After the female student at the front desk explained, it turned out that Zhang Mingzun and the school were not coming for about four days. If there was no thunder, no wind, no rain, no snow, the students would give Zhang Mingzun He was given the nickname of Zhang Guanxiang.

To know whether the weather is good or bad, see if Mr. Zhang comes to teach, which is more accurate than the forecast of the observatory.

Shen Qingchuan opened the curtains, the sky was gray, with dark clouds, and it was raining before it rained.

During get out of class break, Leng Qiudu was called to Professor Qian's office, and when he came back, he saw female students sitting around Shen Qingchuan.

These days, anyone who is capable will send their children to study. There are still some old stubborn people who still think that girls don’t need to study so much. Most of them go to middle school for a few years, and they can get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen. Even at the age of 20, they are old girls who cannot marry .

There are only six female students in one class in the Department of Chinese Literature, and now there are roughly five of them sitting next to Shen Qingchuan, and one of them is sick and did not come.

Lin Wanhong saw that classmate Shen spoke in a humorous, gentle and patient manner, and heard that he was still Shen Fuhao's third son, but he didn't have a trace of stubbornness.

The key is that the appearance is extremely elegant, which is rare in life, and there is no girl who does not love beautiful young people.Shen Qingchuan's complexion is extremely fair, like a jade man, and he is extremely conspicuous in the crowd. Except for Leng Qiudu who is naturally cold and fair, the others leaned towards him, and their complexions turned a few degrees yellowish.

"Student Shen, in a few months, there will be a play, you should come and help!" said the female student on the left.

"That's right, classmate Mu Qing has been selecting a drama for several weeks, but he couldn't find a suitable actor. I think you are suitable." Another female classmate said.

"Drama, I have never acted in a drama. If there is you in that drama, I will definitely go." Shen Qingchuan laughed, his eyes were as clear as a spring lake.

The few female students that Shen Qingchuan teased couldn't stop smiling coquettishly, and the other male students cast envious glances. They bumped into each other when they talked to the female students, and they didn't dare to look anywhere, for fear of being disliked and frivolous.

"Alright, it's time for class." Seeing Leng Qiudu coming over with a few books in his arms, Shen Qingchuan said.

When the female students saw Leng Qiudu coming, they were embarrassed to continue to occupy the position of the original owner, and left embarrassingly.

"Student Leng, Professor Qian is looking for you."

Leng Qiudu gave a very cold "hmm", picked up a book and put it on the table, and put the rest in the table cabinet.

Shen Qingchuan was a little puzzled, how could he go out with his classmate Leng, his face became even colder, and he was not very interested in talking with others.

After three classes, the students called Shen Qingchuan to move the table at noon.

The newly enrolled female students in the philosophy class next door lacked a few desks and chairs, and the students from the Department of Chinese Language and Literature were kind enough to help move them.

"Is this table here?"

"Yes." The short-haired female student wearing glasses nodded repeatedly.

Shen Qingchuan aligned the wooden table to the front, neatly vertically, and carefully wiped the dust on the table with a wet paper towel.

"This classmate thank you!"

The short-haired female student is the monitor of the philosophy class. As soon as she finished thanking her, she saw a few young female students walking in chirping at the door.

"Hey Xiaoxiao, thanks to this classmate, thanks to him moving the table for you."

When Zhuang Xiaoxiao entered the classroom, she saw Shen Qingchuan at the first sight, she was stunned for a moment, her face as pure as a lily turned red, thinking of the old customs, the two could not meet before they passed the door.

"Qingchuan." Zhuang Xiaoxiao said with a shy face, and only said one name with her lips.

"Xiaoxiao, so you're studying here." Shen Qingchuan didn't expect to meet her here, and felt a little headache for a while, thinking to find a time to clarify with her about the dissolution of the engagement.

Shen Qingchuan pondered over what attitude to respond with. If he was more enthusiastic, he was afraid that the misunderstanding would deepen in the future. He could see that Zhuang Xiaoxiao seemed to have some meaning for him, and if he responded coldly, he was afraid of hurting people's hearts.

"Xiaoxiao, so you didn't tell me when you met such an outstanding person." Wang Wanyu touched Zhuang Xiaoxiao's arm and said jokingly.

Shen Qingchuan moved his eyes to Miss Jiao who was standing next to Zhuang Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a yellow plaid cheongsam, with an oval face, snake waist, and a pretty voice like Huang Ying.

"Qingchuan, it's just...that's what I told you last time..." Zhuang Xiaoxiao blushed as if she was about to bleed, she was extremely embarrassed, before Shen Qingchuan beat her fiance broken.

"The dining hall is about to open, why don't we eat first!"

Zhuang Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and was grateful to Shen Qingchuan for his rescue, otherwise she would have been embarrassed. Her best friend Wang Wanyu has always played tricks on others, so she would definitely seize the opportunity to make fun of her.It's just eight points of gratitude in my heart mixed with two points of disappointment. If other people know that this young man with excellent looks, good temperament and upper class background is her fiancé, I don't know how many envious glances they will receive.

The shade of the trees is lush, and the forest road is dappled with light and shadow.

Leng Qiudu waited for Shen Qingchuan in the dining hall for a while, and seeing that he hadn't come yet, he came to him with the food wrapped in a tin lunch box.

Shen Qingchuan chatted and laughed with Wang Wanyu a lot along the way, and they got along very well.

Seeing Leng Qiudu walking towards him holding two lunch boxes on the road, Shen Qingchuan blurted out, "Student Leng, why are you alone, have you eaten yet?"

Leng Qiudu's eyes were light, and he regarded the three people as if they were air, and walked straight past Shen Qingchuan without half a word of response.

Wang Wanyu murmured, "Who is this person? He is so rude. Qing Chuan shouldn't even greet him."

Shen Qingchuan suddenly thought that before he left the classroom, he gave Leng Qiudu the meal ticket and asked him to help with cooking.

Shen Qingchuan forgot about this scum, and felt a little guilty, so he explained to Zhuang Xiaoxiao and the others that it would be a pity for Wang Wanyu to have dinner together next time, but Shen Qingchuan had an appointment beforehand, so he had no choice but to let it go.

"Classmate Leng~Classmate Leng~" Shen Qingchuan saw Leng Qiudu walking a certain distance, and hurried to catch up.

Leng Qiudu didn't answer, Shen Qingchuan softened his voice again, with a somewhat mischievous smile, "Qiudu, Qiuqiu, Dodu", muttering beside Leng Qiudu.

"It can't compare to Young Master Shen, who has victorious friends like a cloud, surrounded by flowers." Such a cute nickname made Leng Qiudu pause.

Shen Qingchuan thought that Leng Qiudu still cared about forgetting him in the dining hall just now.

He grabbed Leng Qiudu's arm and said with a smile, "Here, now I only have a good friend and a flower by my side, Qiudu, please forgive me!"

Leng Qiudu saw Shen Qingchuan's eyes sparkling like a cat's under the sunlight, showing cunning, and the corners of his mouth curled up like a cat's, his condensed face loosened a bit.

Seeing the situation, Shen Qingchuan leaned forward, held two iron lunch boxes that were still warm, and walked side by side with Leng Qiudu. After this little farce, the two became a little closer than before.

After class in the evening, Shen Qingchuan asked Leng Qiudu to take his car back to Chunhua Road. After watching Leng Qiudu leave, the driver, Old Wang, asked, "Third Young Master, this is not far from Shen's mansion, why don't you invite him over?" Sit down."

"The house hasn't been cleaned properly, it will take a while."

Shen Qingchuan looked out the window of the car, there was a lot of voices from people, vendors shouting constantly, the car turned a corner and entered another spacious avenue, but only 800 meters away was the Shen Mansion, a three-story bungalow.

From the Shen residence, a maid named Huang Osmanthus was sent to take care of her, and the servant Xiaoqing came to take care of the errands. The driver, Lao Wang, picked him up as usual. Shen's mother was afraid that he would not be used to eating out, so she specially sent a skilled cook, Dong Mama.

"My dear third brother, you are finally back, hurry up, change quickly, it's too late." Shen Yifan looked anxious.

As soon as Shen Qingchuan got out of the car, Shen Yifan dragged him to the dressing room on the second floor, and stuffed him with a suit.

The masked ball was held by a group of rich and young ladies to raise funds and invite all kinds of dignitaries. No matter who wins the first prize, he will make a splash in the most aristocratic circle in Bohai.Each person invited will receive a special embroidered ribbon, blue ribbon for men and yellow ribbon for women, and those who wear masks can use the ribbon as an entry ticket.

Shen Qingchuan was wearing a well-pressed, well-tailored dark black suit, with a pair of opal buttons pinned to the cuffs, and a blue ribbon fastened with a gemstone brooch, which set off his handsome face even more, adding a bit of indescribable charm. Extravagance.

Shen Yifan rubbed his nose, fortunately he didn't need to show his face this time, his third younger brother is so beautiful, if those noble ladies knew about it, they would have picked him up as the third younger brother.