My cat has the throne

The tail of August, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.

Traditional Valentine's Day.

University A started school, and Yang Changjiang, who stayed at the school to teach, served as the teacher of "Introduction to Ancient History" for undergraduate freshmen, but he was busy proposing to He Huan, so he could only ask for a temporary substitute.

In the season when golden osmanthus is fragrant, Professor Chen heard that it was the first time that Shangqian was formally attending classes as a teacher. He specifically asked about the class time and said that he would bring his wife to join him.

The night before the class, I discussed staying up late to finish the courseware—in fact, Yang Changjiang had already sent him a ready-made, undergraduate course without any difficulty, and he still spent most of the night browsing it over and over again, and then redoing it Once, because there are familiar articles in it——

"Remonstrance Taizong Shi Si Shu" and "Duan Ge Xing"

In the past nearly three months, Shangke tried his best to find traces of Fu Si. He watched the promotional videos of A University Library over and over again, but was disappointed again and again: in the picture, he was alone in a white shirt and black trousers , standing on the edge of the roof, reciting words and sentences from thousands of years ago in a sonorous tone.

There are still rave reviews on the Internet, but after discussing and closing the page, I decided not to read it again.

——Without the response of cats and cats, reciting alone is extremely sad and lonely.

The online news about his sexuality also disappeared without a trace. He finally took the most important step, but suddenly he was stuffed into the cramped closet again, out of the light of day.

Now that things have happened, there is no need to tell others——

Without Fu Si, sexuality is just an empty attribute without any practical meaning.Anyway, there are so many men and women in this world, none of them are Fu Si.

Discussing that he fell asleep almost at dawn—like every day in the past three months—he felt the door lock ringing while he was half asleep, turned over, and saw a light in his sleepy eyes, like a computer screen was on.

But after living alone for three months, how could the computer turn on in the middle of the night?

I haven't slept well for a long time, and I have hallucinations, and I cover my head annoyedly, forcing myself to fall asleep.But before seven, he woke up again.After a brief wash, I went downstairs with my laptop and the textbook with the lecture notes in my arms.

Most of the street trees in University A are sweet-scented osmanthus and phoenix trees. In August, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, and the campus is filled with a rich fragrance.The fragrance is striking, making those who walk in it feel happy.A new round of Professor Miao's selection has begun, and there are many contestants on campus who are eager to try—students and teachers are walking their favorite cats, swiping their faces everywhere to solicit votes.

Discussion saw a big fat orange.

A couple leading a big orange, seeing Shang Qu staring at their cat in a daze, walked over and greeted with a friendly smile: "Teacher?"

Discuss and nod.

"Teacher, isn't our little orange cute? He's so clingy, his body is soft and easy to move, do you want to try it?" Saying that, the boy in the couple put the cat in his arms, "Try it Just move! If you can vote for us on the forum by the way, that would be great!" As he spoke, he turned out the voting interface of his mobile phone, and introduced to Shangyan, "Teacher, look, our home is No.20, name: Xiaojuzi ;Sex: Male……"

Daju has a very clingy personality. This orange cat named Xiaojuzi is not afraid of strangers at all, and he rubs his heart to discuss. His cat's eyes are like glass beads, watery, and he seems to be able to talk.

"Meow!"

This meow made Shang Can feel a little dazed, and wanted to reach out, but retracted when he almost touched the hair.The owner of Little Orange helped to translate: "Teacher, please vote for the cute kitten. You can vote five times a day!"

Discussion lowered his eyes, and at the request of the other party, he logged into his forum account and voted for them, "Okay. I know the rules... I wish you all good luck."

The girl in the couple saw his real-name account name on the forum, and said pleasantly: "You are discussing it!"

Discussion raised his eyes: "You know me?"

The girl's boyfriend saw his partner looking at other boys with eyes shining, he was somewhat jealous, and whispered: "How did you meet?" He glanced at the cover of the book in his arms, "You are a music student, how did you know someone from the School of History? teacher?"

This question stopped the girl, she shook her head, "I always feel that I have seen this name before, and it looks familiar, like the CP I used to drink... Mr. Shang, is your boyfriend a star in the entertainment industry? ?”

Discussion heart skipped a beat.

Boyfriend, no one has mentioned this word in front of him for a long time.

Shangqian shook his head and walked away silently.

His boyfriend is not a celebrity, but a hero of the world—the hero of Chu State, who takes the lead in saving the people from fire and water, and never misses out on responsibilities.

But here he is, late.

Thousands of years late.

Shangke walks away with the textbook in his arms, and the boy behind him scolds his girlfriend in a low voice: "Fortunately, you are not a student of Teacher Shang, otherwise you will definitely be suspended at the end of the semester... He is so temperamental, if he is not married, the girl who chases him must come from the east gate of the school." It's at the west gate. Just say boyfriend when you come up... read less Lujiang novels..."

The girl curled her lips, "I don't know what's going on, I just said it without thinking... But, I really think I read it somewhere, it seems that people have made an official announcement, and they are discussing what the boyfriend's name is... ..."

The boy rubbed the cat's head, and then rubbed the top of his girlfriend's hair: "Stop thinking about it, we still have to canvass for Little Orange!"

Girl: "Yes! Si... His boyfriend is Fu Si!"

Class starts at 07 o'clock, and it was only 30:[-] when we arrived at the Qiuzhi Building. At the entrance of the teaching building, I met Yang Changjiang plopping and kneeling in front of He Huan.

He Huan: "...Propose or go to the grave?"

Yang Changjiang was so excited that not only his legs were weak, but his tongue was also knotted: "I...I will...be, of course I beg...to propose marriage!"

He Huan tilted her head coquettishly and smiled dimpledly, "Then why do you beg?"

Yang Changjiang held out a red velvet ring box: "I beg you, marry me!"

It's really "proposing" marriage.

One is from the same school and the other is a junior sister. They got married, and the discussion is also happy for them.

Because the traces of Fu Si's existence in this world disappeared, the life experiences of the friends around him also changed accordingly.

After Yang Changjiang was bitten by He Huan's cat, He Huan felt very sorry and went with him to get an injection.The next step is to walk the cat on the playground, buy cat food and cat litter together, and find a boyfriend for the cat...

After a lot of jokes, the ring was finally put on He Huan's hand, and Yang Changjiang blushed as if he had just run 3000 meters.Looking up and seeing Shangqian, he stood up neatly, took back the bouquet he had just presented to He Huan, and stuffed it into Shangqin's arms.

He Huan: "...???"

Looking at the handful of delicate red roses in his arms, Shangqian frowned: "What are you doing for me?"

Yang Changjiang scratched his head and said, "It doesn't mean that whoever gets the bride's bouquet will be able to get a good marriage. You are my brother, and I have everything. Seeing that you are really alone, these few days I've been haggard for a few months, so I'm so miserable, hurry up and get out of my order!"

Although this matter was unreliable, but the intention was good, he discussed it with a wry smile, returned the bouquet, and walked into the teaching building.

"I'm not single. It's just that he's not with me."

At 55:[-], discussing entering the classroom.

As before, the students who had been chatting and chatting for the first time fell silent when they saw the discussion.

Same as before, but completely different.

Discussion is still very popular with students as a substitute teacher, but after class this time, there will be no cats on the sycamore tree, waiting helplessly for the person who is destined to come.

After discussing with a long sigh of relief, he wrote down his name and email address on the blackboard, and then began to roll the roll.

As a freshman, at the age of eighteen or nineteen, discuss how to control himself as much as possible, and don't think about Fu Si when looking at these energetic faces.Read it down one by one, and record those who are late.

Well, there are quite a few latecomers. It seems that we have to reflect on the head of the department—Ms. He Chunhua has just been promoted to this position. , If you don’t take classes well in your freshman year, how will you study for a master’s degree or a Ph.D. in the future?

The three classes were in class together, and it took 10 minutes just to discuss the roll call, and the class officially started at [-]:[-].

"Starting from this class, let's explore the beauty of ancient history together." Shangqian flipped through the textbook and clicked on the PPT. He didn't pay attention to the unexpected "wow" of the students below, and Shangqian raised his eyes toward the screen.

Originally, there should be no background but only a few bold words of "An Introduction to Ancient History" on the front page, and a sketch of the battlefield sketched with a few pens and inks was added as a base map. The painting skills are almost negligible, but the artistic conception is ready to come out——

The flames of war were everywhere, and the back of the man in the black helmet was tall and straight.Holding a long sword in his right hand, there are thousands of soldiers behind him, and thousands of enemy troops in front of him.

"This picture is very interesting... Is it Wei Wu? Or Guang Wu?" Some students at the bottom flipped through their textbooks and whispered.

"You are stupid, Wei Wu wrote poems horizontally, Guangwu... What happened to Guan Guangwu, the teacher must have drawn it casually, right? There is no historical prototype!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Mr. Shang is well-known in the history circle for his solid foundation. Even if he draws a stick figure, he must be an emperor through the ages... Don't believe me, I think this picture must be tested at the end of the semester. What is more with less? , last stand and so on..."

The moment he saw this picture, his eye sockets were already wet. He didn't care that his classmates had already started betting on the subject; he didn't care that Professor Chen and his wife walked into the classroom and took a seat in the back row; he didn't even care about asking for leave for a special trip The parents who rushed over stood at the door.

He clicked the mouse with trembling hands, and added a background image to each page of the presentation——

Second picture:

In the middle of the night, a thousand tent lights, a man with a rough beard, biting gauze to bandage his arm wound, everything in the tent is gray, only the embroidery hanging on the side of the bed, ironed so clean that it almost shines Luminous sanctity.

The third picture:

The enemy army opened the city gate and surrendered. The man took the letter of surrender and knocked out the sword that the enemy general wanted to kill himself. Using the blade of the sword that was bleeding from the flesh as a pen, he changed the letter of surrender into a peace covenant of a truce for a hundred years .

Fourth picture:

Return to Beijing triumphantly.The prince who had already ascended the throne in front of the spirit went out of the city to meet his elder brother who was obviously able to ascend the throne himself, but went to the border to exchange him back to the capital, and wept his elder brother's shirt with no image.

Fifth picture:

Concubine Shu tried to poison the Queen Mother, but when the incident happened, she insisted that her son King An ordered it.After the new emperor weighed in, he demoted his elder brother and sealed Shuzhou.

It was rainy in Shuzhou. On the day when he left Beijing, King An rode alone, his chest was bulging, and he was carrying the embroidery.

Sixth, seventh...

The introduction chapter has less than 19 pages of PPT, but in this short space, it outlines the lonely three years of a man from 22 to [-] years old.

March of discussion, three years of Fu Si.

Three years, enough to make the Chu country that was devastated by the war regain Haiyan and Heqing; enough to make people forget the crisis of the country's generals at that time; enough to make Fu Si fade away from everyone's life.

The last one is after the thunderstorm night, Prince An's Mansion in Shuzhou.Wang An, who never snoozes, has not woken up in the middle of the day. The housekeeper is surprised to find that Wang An, who sleeps every night covered with embroidery, has suddenly turned into an overly fat yellow raccoon...

"Meow~"

A male voice with a magnetic voice and a brisk tone sounded behind him.

Tears welled up in Shangqian's eyes, he hurriedly turned his head, and met those eyes that were still gentle and smiling after all that had passed.

"Mr. Shang, I forgot to choose a class, so my name is not on the registration list." Fu Si tilted his head slightly, and looked at Shangqin with a lingering smile, "I was late accidentally, forgive me, okay? Meow?"

Talking about his lips trembling, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't even utter any syllables.

The more the students looked at it, the more they felt that the late classmate looked like the image on the teacher's PPT, and they booed: "Late for the first class? Could it be a war! Teacher, deduct his usual points! You can't forgive meowing!"

Fu Si laughed, watching Shangqian: "Teacher Shang, please be merciful, just forgive me this time. Don't dare to be late again, I will always, always, be here."

Discussion also burst into tears, looked at the bewildered parents standing at the door of the classroom, and looked at Professor Chen and his wife who were also confused in the back row of the classroom.

It seems that bouquets are useful.

Shang Ke bowed deeply to everyone, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't take this class anymore."

The students said in unison: "Why?"

Shangqian walked off the podium, in front of everyone, raised his head and kissed the long-lost lips.

"Because, teacher-student relationship is not allowed. Let me introduce, this is my boyfriend——

Fu Si, Fu Chenyin. "

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The author has something to say:

For the student Fu Si who suddenly appeared, Shang's father and Shang's mother: No way, no way, the freshmen also want to enter the door of my business?Hurry up to arrange the continuous reading of undergraduate, master and doctoral students!

hhhhh just kidding~

Thank God, I finally finished this book without interruption (although sometimes it is really short)

This article has no pre-acquisition at all, the article was opened with passion, and the saved manuscript was quickly killed. Under the ruthless pressure of the capitalists, I am still very proud of being able to update it every day. The rhythm is still very immature, but the content every day gives me a sense of happiness, and what makes me happier is the perseverance of the little angels.Your support is really important to me, thank you!Love you guys!

In the future, I will try my best to update the episodes every day, and then save the next book "After Being Collected by the Paranoid Omega", which is probably a story about a crazy critic who was cured by a little angel attack and turned into a sand sculpture (?), I will definitely save enough manuscripts, and try my best to open The text will not be short in the future, come on!

Looking forward to seeing you with the little angels in the next book, okay?

(If I can collect the omega article, I will be so happy to go around in circles mua!)