The boss always thought we were looking at each other

The sky is clear and the autumn air is crisp.

The annual freshman opening ceremony of Peking University was as lively as ever. Students from all over the country and even the world gathered in the student auditorium wearing newly issued college uniforms, and even several of them were students from Mingteng. It seems that they didn't expect to meet at Beijing University, and they felt a little bit late when they met each other, chattering non-stop.

The sound of taking pictures with mobile phones kept ringing in the auditorium one after another, and there was a youthful atmosphere everywhere.

He Ci sat in the backstage lounge, listening to Lao Jiang's earnest call to him.

There was a cup of hot tea on the table in front of him, which was steaming, and the teaching assistant next to him was a new female student, who was choosing the most suitable one for He Ci from a pile of ties with a bitter face.

He Ci listened to the non-stop chatter on the phone for several years, and said 'hmm', "I will take care of all the students you gave me."

"You fart!" Lao Jiang yelled loudly over there, "I asked you to take a student two years ago, but you are lucky, and turned around and gave him to the professor of the Faculty of Science!"

"People follow you because they want to study computers and contribute to national network security. You just send them over to be friends with those old bald math teachers. You're not doing it properly, He Ci!"

He Ci frowned slightly, and put the phone away, because Lao Jiang's voice was really too loud.

He had an impression of that student. He taught him a few days of classes at that time, but he didn't think he was smart. It's better to wait and see.

At that time, Yan Yu came to Beijing University to deliver meals to him a few times, but he was followed by this kid when he turned his head. Every day he ran diligently to the Academy of Fine Arts next door. It is said that the perfume lily has never been broken.

If Zhao Qingqing, who was also a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts, hadn't happened to bump into him once, he wouldn't have known that he was so green.

Immediately without further ado, he took the boy to find a place where no one was around and taught him how to respect his teacher.

From then on, He Ci packed all the male students sent by Lao Jiang to the professors in the outer school. Even Cai Wen, the female teaching assistant beside him, He Ci was on guard every day, for fear that he would have any thoughts about Yan Yu.

"When will Xiaoyan's appointment ceremony start? Is his painting exhibition still in the dessert shop?" Lao Jiang asked over there.

Today happened to be the day when Yan Yu was hired by Jingmei as an assistant teacher. He planned to hold a solo art exhibition by himself, so he simply chose the address in his own dessert shop.

When the two of them graduated from college, Yan Yu once felt that He Ci's craftsmanship should not be wasted. When he was thinking about setting up a small stall in front of the school, He Ci silently bought the third floor of the shopping mall on the third ring road of Kyoto, and opened a dessert shop directly. shop, called 'MyDream'.

The location is neither high nor low, but the price is not cheap.

Yan Yu is running for the humanitarian spirit, and he has a good plan in mind, to use He Ci's strengths, and let his lovely students take a look at the scary Professor He Ci of the Institute of Information Management, who is actually a very sweet teacher, but I didn't expect the two of them to be a hand-off shopkeeper with a tacit understanding. Apart from the class, let alone the students can't find He Ci, even the dean can't get in touch with anyone from time to time.

Therefore, the dean of the Academy of Letters and Sciences wisely chose to save the number of words.

Of course, if the dean of the Institute of Information Management hadn't forced He Ci to attend the freshman ceremony today, why would anyone be here.

He Ci casually responded to Lao Jiang, and said a specific time. He glanced at the teaching assistant and took a picture of those ties. It seemed that he was planning to send Yan Yu over for a consultation.

After all, Teacher Yan Yu has contributed a lot to He Ci's transformation from an indifferent man who could only wear black, white and gray to a butterfly with strange accessories.

"You don't need to contact him, don't contact him if you have anything to do." He Ci hung up the phone with Lao Jiang, walked towards Cai Wen, and picked up the black tie, "He drove over today to see me."

"We'll go to the art exhibition together."

He remembered that Yan Yu wore a black pullover sweater when he went out today. Speaking of which, he took off Yan Yu's clothes one by one and washed them himself.

Cai Wen secretly rolled her eyes, is it necessary to explain in such detail?

Guarding against her every day is like guarding against thieves. If it wasn't for Teacher Xiaoyan who advised her to relax every now and then, don't care about this old man who is running fast, where would there be today's Niu Hulu Wen.

She thought about it and never saw other professors dislike her graduate students so much.

"I will leave the opening ceremony early."

In the mirror, the man arranging his tie lowered his brows and eyes, and became more and more indescribably calm. He was wearing a smart white shirt, which faintly revealed the outline of his chest muscles. Or someone sucked it out, and the pearl-colored button is fastened to the top, but it doesn't prevent everyone from seeing the redness clearly.

"I'll go too!" Cai Wen followed suit, she had already agreed with Teacher Xiaoyan, and she had all the presents in her pocket today.

He Ci paused when he heard the words, "Bi She?"

Cai Wen: "..."

He Ci didn't bother to tease her, so he left the backstage lounge with his dark suit draped over his wrists.

In the dim auditorium, a cluster of lights suddenly lit up and landed on He Ci. He seemed like a god descended from heaven, following the host's voice, he stepped on the lights and landed on his seat one after another.

There was a moment of silence in the auditorium, followed by bursts of exclamations from the crowd.

"My! Damn! Mom! Ah! There is a professor with so much hair in the Faculty of Science and Technology?"

"Is it because you have a lot of hair, sister? He has a short cut, you can see clearly! This is a problem with the face!"

Sitting in the middle of the table on the presiding stage, the man standing shoulder to shoulder with the principal had a wide waist and long legs, a pair of rimless eyes on a tall nose bridge, and the broken marks on the peaks of his eyebrows were clearly visible.He closed his eyes, and silently looked at the speech prepared by Cai Wen in his hand. After a while, the speech was put aside.

He Ci frowned slightly. He felt that with Cai Wen's cultural level, he could consider Lao Jiang's remaking.

The man's eyes swept around the audience, and suddenly stopped at a corner of the auditorium, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his originally suppressed mouth.

He Ci was very familiar with the flaxen fisherman's hat hidden in the crowd, it was originally bought for him by Yan Yu, but he himself often wore it.

"He can laugh! My mother, I thought he had facial nerve paralysis!"

The audience suddenly became restless because of He Ci's change. Nine out of ten freshmen were stunned by the sudden smile on He Ci's face. To be honest, among the old men, He Ci is really very conspicuous .

"I'll go, what's the name of the professor in the Academy of Sciences, I want all his information in 3 minutes!"

"Are you talking about Professor He? My sister, I advise you to give up. His failure rate is notoriously high in Beijing University. Senior sister Cai Wen knows that Bi She has been stuck by him for a whole year. Are you sure?"

The chirping girl froze for a moment, "Maybe I won't take his class!"

"Okay, you may not understand. You may not be able to grab Professor He's class. His class is always full. Otherwise, why do you think Beijing University paid a high price to poach the vice president of the National Cyber ​​Security Center?" Come here? He is not as simple as you think. Hengyi Technology Co., Ltd. knows that he is not an old girl. In order to tie up Professor He to death, I heard that he has given benefits in recent years. Now, please turn your head 45 degrees to the right, in the corner There's a boy wearing a fisherman's hat, see that?"

The girl followed his words and turned her head. As expected, she became more excited in an instant, her eyes glistened, "That little brother is so handsome, and his eyes are so good! Well, he and I can do it too!"

"You can't even do it! As far as I know, the boys who confessed to him, no matter which college they are from, will undoubtedly be passed by He Ci." The boy snorted coldly, "It's strange, isn't it? Because Sitting there is the newly hired associate professor of the Academy of Fine Arts next door, the family member of your future computer class Professor He Ci."

family?

The girl's eyes widened. She obviously didn't believe that he could grasp so much information about He Ci in just a few days. "Damn it, you're not a freshman, are you? How do you know so much?"

"Because I'm the unlucky guy who got stuck in the freshman re-repair!"

...

"Hey hey!"

In the corner, a boy wearing a flaxen fisherman hat and holding a transparent lunch box in his arms was poked, "Student, are you a freshman too? I think you look familiar! Are you working at Mydream? I've seen you!"

"Ah..." Yan Yu blinked, he was in his twenties, and he was still regarded as a freshman, but there was a hint of humor in his helplessness, before he could say a word of denial, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket , click to open your QR code.

"Then what...is it possible to add WeChat?" The boy smiled at him, and even took out the dessert he bought from 'MD' from his pocket, pushed it into Yan Yu's hand, and didn't think it was wrong at all. What's wrong, "You like MD desserts, right? I'll treat you to them every day from now on, okay?"

The words were a little awkward, even if he didn't look back at this moment, he could still feel the light from the podium staring at him nakedly.

Yan Yu sighed silently, and was about to quarrel again, and this time he would have to quarrel with him for another two or three days.

It's like a stick in the throat.

The last time he was blocked by He Ci's graduate students, He Ci made a fuss for several days, and even the whole Jingmei knew that Professor He Ci lived in Yanyu's apartment in Jingmei with great fanfare. Their teacher Xiaoyan tossed and couldn't attend class again and again, and the complaints from the Academy of Fine Arts were called to Beijing University.

Yan Yu waved the phone at the boy next to him, "Sorry, the phone is out of battery..."

Before he finished speaking, the face of the boy opposite changed slightly.

The moment the phone started to vibrate, Yan Yu smacked his lips, and the screen instantly lit up. The three words 'He Tiantian' reminded the boy opposite him who he wanted to hook up with.

At the same time, He Ci, who had been sitting quietly on the stage for a long time, slowly picked up the phone, put it next to his ear, and tapped his fingertips on the table.

"Big big... big sauce, I didn't add him!"

While explaining, Yan Yu sneaked a guilty glance at the stage. When he met He Ci's aggrieved eyes from a distance of seventeen or eight meters, he still couldn't help but lowered his head in shame, and just waved at him. He waved the lunch box containing the glutinous rice cakes to show his weakness.

On the phone, He Ci gave a faint 'hmm', stared intently at Yan Yu who was almost curled up in the corner, and comforted him without changing his expression, "Don't be nervous, of course I know it's not your fault."

Yan Yu recalled the scene where he couldn't even get out of the apartment when he was tossed by He Ci not long ago, and he swallowed in fear, "Damn, of course not, it's not my fault."

"Go back tonight or live in the school apartment?" He Ci's voice was low and hoarse, "I didn't drive."

I'm coming.

The excuse last time was that the car was out of gas, but this time the car was gone.

Yan Yu wanted to smash the boy sitting next to him, gritted his teeth and raised his head, "I'm not going back!"

He Ci said yes again, coaxing him to say, "It's okay if you don't go back, where do you sleep?"

"Sleep on the street!"

"Which street?"

Yan Yu hung up the phone, and looked resentfully at He Ci who stood up on the host stage and walked to the speaking stage, but after watching him for a long time, he couldn't understand why he couldn't get angry.

The man propped his hands on the desk, every syllable he pronounced clearly, his white cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, and the ring on his ring finger was simple and generous, making him look more and more neat.

Yan Yu unconsciously pursed the corners of his lips, and every time he met this face and his eyes blinked, he felt that he had to treat He Ci well.

Especially when He Ci was wronged, he wished he would agree to all kinds of messy things.

No tiramisu to bed, he should be fine.

If you want to eat glutinous rice cakes every day, he said yes.

You can't hang up the phone when chatting with him, and you have to accompany him to class when you don't have classes. You have to have double copies of the apartment keys and daily necessities. Even Yan Yu prepared an extra copy for He Jin, and He Ci can still care about him. long time.

So much so that it is getting more and more rampant now, getting tired of him every day, as if he is the sweet pastry in the pot, whoever sees it wants to take a bite, no wonder Lu Xuan kept saying that He Ci was like staring at her husband when he returned to China last year A cheating wives.

Thinking of this sentence, Yan Yu laughed unconsciously as he looked at the man with broad shoulders and narrow waist on the podium.

"I'm a person who pays great attention to the concept of time, and I don't have the habit of procrastinating in class..." He Ci put his hands on the table, looking seriously at the young-faced students below.

As soon as He Ci finished speaking, there was a burst of screaming, shouting one after another, 'Professor He is the best! '.

Cai Wen, who was sitting in the first row, sighed, thinking that this group of students is still too young.

If he said one sentence above, Cai Wen could reply ten sentences below.

"What he means is that you don't chase after him after class, and don't bother him and Teacher Xiaoyan flirting with each other without winking!"

"At the same time, I also hope that the virtue of respecting teachers is not only reflected in Beijing University." He Ci's sharp gaze fell on the boy next to Yan Yu. Under the rimless glasses, his long and narrow eyes slightly narrowed. I believe that the profession of teachers is sacred and inviolable..."

"Senior sister, how do you translate this sentence?" The junior brother next to Cai Wen looked at her and muttered for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.

Cai Wen gave a 'tsk' sound, "Just to tell you not to think about the art academy next door, don't try to seduce his wife, and don't think about cuckolding him every day, understand?"

"...Information security is the core lifeblood of the country, which directly affects the security and economic interests of the country. It is no exaggeration to say that network security is the lifeblood of the country..." He Ci paused.

The old dean sitting across from He Ci looked at He Ci with a look of relief, it was rare for He Ci to say such profound and reasonable words.

"I also know that my class is hard to grab, so I don't just ask for my classmates' academic requirements." He Ci pursed his lips slightly, "It means that other teachers will come to my class at any time I hope you can understand."

Every time He Ci said a word, Yan Yu's face became hot. Every year at the opening ceremony, He Ci had to say this overtly and secretly. If he understood it, he understood it in class. Isn't this situation opened up, maybe If I was lucky, I could still get a recommendation letter from He Ci; if I couldn't understand it, I didn't know how I passed the class in the end.

"What does that mean?"

Cai Wen glanced at the younger brother impatiently, "Just to give you a little wink, can you take the seat in the first row? That's your little teacher, the exclusive seat of teacher Yan Yu from the Academy of Fine Arts next door, OK?"

"Schoolboy," Cai Wenyu patted him on the shoulder earnestly, "As far as your understanding ability is concerned, it's better not to snatch his class, it's easy to get passed up."

"Finally," He Ci straightened his waist slightly, put down the manuscript in his hand, and his eyes fell on a corner of the auditorium, where the light was very good, and the sunlight shone in through the colorful glass, which was the last ray of warmth in the morning without arrogance or impetuosity. Positive.

"The dawn is good today. I hope that you will all be loyal to the love in your heart, move forward with determination, and have a long future."

"My dream."

There was a moment of silence.

Suddenly, there was a torrent of applause in the auditorium, and the students around seemed to be moved by He Ci's speech. In the restless adolescence, they stood up and crowded each other, shouting He Ci's name, and threw Flowers in own hands.

Surrounded by them, Yan Yu passed through the gap in the crowd, the moment he met He Ci's eyes on the podium.

He was suddenly in a trance. In the old teaching building, the trembling boy who hugged him and cried, now built an invincible city wall for him.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the people on the stage walked towards him slowly, holding a handful of fragrant daisies in their hands.

In the sun, he is dazzling and vivid.

Yan Yu took the flower in his hand, and smelled the fragrance of daisies from the tip of his nose, he laughed silently, "Here, today's glutinous rice cake."

The fire in July, the dawn of the day, the future is long, and it is worth waiting for.

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The author has something to say: the story will not end, in a certain time and space, they will always be dazzling, fresh and beautiful.

Thank you for your company and understanding along the way. Landscapes meet again, and we are destined for the new article "Slag Gong after the crematorium is collapsing every day"!goodbye

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"Slag Gong after the crematorium is collapsing every day"

Movie King Gong x Pianist Little Beauty Shou

Jiang Anyu has been raised by Fu Yingsheng since he was a teenager. He is gentle and quiet, and he is amazing at playing the piano.

No matter how proud he is, there is still a small world of that person in his heart.

Fu Ying calmly read the young love thoroughly.

After raising him for more than ten years, he still couldn't help but become muddy. Fu Yingsheng had a good taste and taste, and wished he could raise him up.

Jiang Anyu was also as obedient as a cat, letting him torment.

"Brother Sheng, you and your dad are fighting head-on, how many dirty tricks can be used, and you insist on raising a dumb guy to come out of the closet? Let me tell you, if you let him learn the piano, don't you also learn from your dad who loves to play the piano? Can you vent your anger on my little love?"

Fu Ying frowned, "Well, he just keeps it by his side for fun, not to mention."

In the corner of the banquet hall, Jiang Anyu's fingertips turned white, and his whole body trembled.

On the day he disappeared in Fu Yingsheng's world, Fu Yingsheng didn't take it seriously, and he didn't miss any scenes that should be filmed or endorsements that should be received.

A well-raised canary cannot live without home.

He waited for his little bird to fly back.

It's a pity that the young man didn't bow his head to admit his mistake, but the tidbits of Jiang Anyu's filming in the deep mountains came out. The young man's brows were clear, and he compared himself to the camera. His slender hands that used to play the piano were covered with horrific scars that had just healed.

The man beside him smiled dotingly.

Fu Yingsheng finally couldn't take it anymore, and stopped people at the door of the production crew, causing a huge commotion, and the hostility between the gentle eyebrows and eyes was full: Who the hell raised you for so many years?Jiang Anyu, you'd better explain clearly, who am I to you, and who is this man?

Jiang Anyu cocked his eyes, and casually peeled off the man's hand that was holding him tightly: Uncle Fu, I was just having fun in those few years, why did you take it seriously?

1. The early stage of the attack is really scum.

2. Shou doesn't like to talk, it's not really dumb.

3. emm...it should be pretty bloody.