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Perhaps it was because of the ups and downs of emotions throughout the day, being frightened but overjoyed, Yu Nian didn't sleep well at all this night.

For a while he dreamed that Xiao Mocun was stepping on him and strangling his neck with his hands, and for a while he dreamed that Xiao Mo was queuing up in the school cafeteria to help him buy food. They were intimate with each other and had never had any grievances.

The sequence of the dream was exactly the opposite of the reality. In the second half of the night, he in the dream had already returned to the time when they first met each other.

That day was a Friday, and the hazy cloud covered the clear sky above Los Angeles University. The corridor outside the dormitory door began to be noisy early in the morning, and the son and father were screaming.

Yu Nian was awakened by the high decibel sound in the boys' dormitory, and reluctantly opened her eyes——

The time is already 08:30!

He quickly got up and washed up and rushed out the door. An empty book was dangling in the backpack, and the button on his coat was wrongly buttoned.While running, I thought, this is terrible. It takes 10 minutes to ride a bicycle from the dormitory to the teaching building. Besides, I don’t have a car.

A gust of wind blew outside the classroom, he panted heavily and looked through the crack of the door.Good guy, it's full of people, and almost all of them are tall and burly Alphas. I really don't know how this weak Omega friend of mine managed to settle down in this department.

The class inside has already started, but the back door has not yet opened.

In desperation, he could only bite the bullet and push open the front door, hunched over and slid to the side, trying in vain to find a middle and rear position, just hoping to get through this hour without wind or waves.

"Classmate, you are late."

A clear voice came from the podium.

Yu Nian paused on tiptoe, turned around from the steps and saw a young boy in his early twenties, looking straight at him with a pair of deep eyes.As soon as they met each other's eyes, he flashed his eyes, and his tongue was fighting in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, teacher! I'll find a seat and sit down right away."

The sad thing is that there are no more empty seats in the back rows. You must know that the last seat in the university classroom is always the most sought-after.Yu Nian didn't dare to look back, and only dared to look around from the corner of his eye, and found that all the students were looking at him with a smile.

Did I say something wrong?It's still so interesting that he walks around with his waist bent like this...

"Sit here."

The people on the podium spoke again.He turned his head stiffly, and met the teacher's unforgettable eyes.

The young man pointed to the middle seat in the first row with an indifferent expression, "There is an empty seat here."

The desire to keep a low profile was completely in vain, Yu Nian could only reluctantly sit in the past, and the interrupted lecture finally resumed.

He was less than two meters away from the podium. He couldn't understand the content of the course, and his mind was running wild.

Now that the teachers in the finance department are so young, are their voices still so nice?Holding up the book that Wen Ziyu left him, he couldn't help but glance at the young man on the podium secretly.A white T-shirt, a thin face, a straight figure, about 1.8 meters five, at least half a head taller than himself, and an expressionless look, which is particularly young and mature.

All kinds of money and banking professional words popped out of the young man's mouth like beans poured out of a bamboo tube, one after another, circling in the air and passing through Yu Nian's ears.The young man's voice is like a good-sounding guitar, warm and cold, with a slight sense of alienation.The three fingers of the right hand hold a small piece of chalk, and occasionally turn their backs to write a few strokes on the blackboard. The handwriting is neat, with a layer of pen dust on the fingertips, and the palm is very skinny.

Good-looking is good-looking, and I always feel that the other party is carrying an appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Maybe the teacher of the finance department is like this. In his heart, he equates financial talents with the abstinent elites on TV.

But no matter how good-looking the teacher is, it's not enough for him to digest the heavenly scriptures.

After listening with her chin propped up for a while, Yu Nian fell into sleepiness as expected.He lowered his head and pretended to read a book, his eyelids were too heavy to lift, and he was going to see Duke Zhou almost in a second.

"Which student can answer this question?"

Yu Nian woke up in a second.

"Has anyone volunteered?"

There was no sound in the huge lecture hall.

"If not, I'll call the roll."

The people on the podium stretched open the roll call book in front of them and turned two pages.

It won't be so memorized, it won't be... Yu Nian recited the scriptures in his heart.

"Wen Ziyu."

Depend on!

"Wen Ziyu, aren't you here?"

Three seconds later, Yu Nian stood up in despair, "Teacher, here we come..."

A few students who knew Wen Ziyu couldn't help laughing with their bookends.The young man on the podium looked straight ahead and said with a dignified face, "You come and answer my question just now."

"What... What's the problem?" Yu Nian dared not look up.

The young man frowned slightly, and repeated: "What is the main basis for the spontaneous realization of monetary equilibrium?"

Obviously they are all familiar characters, but when they are connected together, they become alien languages ​​that they cannot understand.Yu Nian looked around with a blushing face, and the unfamiliar Alpha who watched the excitement at the next table shrugged at him: There was nothing he could do to help.

He hesitated for a while, and could only half-raise his eyelashes and pursed his lips to look at the young man on the podium, and said with a stiff neck, "I don't know."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes and pressed his palm tightly against the book on the table.

"Is this question difficult?"

Yu Nian stood silently.

The voice paused for two seconds, and said calmly: "Sit down first."

I still know how to save face.

In the second half of the class, Yu Nian's two thin skins kept burning, and the heat couldn't go down.He angrily scolded Wen Ziyu in his heart for skipping class and working part-time, for actually embarrassing himself and throwing him into the finance department, and he couldn't get rid of his anger if he didn't eat a good meal from him.

In a trance, an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

He was about to run away after class when he suddenly heard: "Wen Ziyu, wait a minute."

He whispered badly.

The people on the podium looked at him with piercing eyes.

The other students disappeared at the speed of light, and Yu Nianmo came to the stage slowly, feeling extremely guilty: "Teacher, what do you want?"

"You are not Wen Ziyu." The young man said calmly, "I have met Wen Ziyu, you are not the same person."

"!"

Yu Nian suddenly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, his heart beating violently.It's fine if he's not proficient in the business, but why is he so unlucky, he was caught as a substitute for the class until he met a teacher who knew Wen Ziyu.

"Are you here to help him answer?"

Yu Nian nodded with a sad face.

"What's your name, from the Department of Finance?"

"My name is Yu Nian, from the Chinese Department..." Yu Nian said in a flustered tone, "I'm sorry, teacher, we didn't do it on purpose. I won't do it next time. You hold your hand high..."

The young man glanced at him lightly, and took a pen to write down his name.Unexpectedly, the tip of the pen scratched the paper several times, but there was no ink stain at all.

"Do you have a pen?"

The stupid Yu Nian had no choice but to take out a pen from his bag and pass it over.It wasn't until he saw him put an asterisk next to Wen Ziyu's name, and wrote "Yu Nian Chinese Department" one stroke at a time, that he realized that he was handing someone a murder weapon.

While writing, the other party said: "I'm not Teacher Liu, I'm a senior student and I'm here to substitute for the class, but I will tell him the truth about it."

As soon as the voice fell, the pen was gently held by someone.The young man looked up, and Yu Nian took out the pen in his hand with an expression of "death is death", and crossed out the asterisk next to Wen Ziyu's name by himself.

"Teacher... um, no, senior brother... can you accommodate me? Ziyu didn't skip class to play, but because he had a temporary job at the part-time job, and he had no other way to call me here. It doesn't matter if you remember my name, don't Embarrass Ziyu."

"No."

"Brother..."

He deliberately made his voice gentle and soft, trying to sound extraordinarily pitiful.

"Help me, we... We met because of fate." He smiled awkwardly, "Besides, you are a substitute teacher, and I am a substitute teacher, there is only one word difference, and there is an extra layer of fate, just do it, brother .” As he spoke, he rubbed his palms together twice, frowning and looking at the young man eagerly.

After waiting for a long time, his expression almost couldn't help but finally waited for the sentence "Let's not be an example".

"Thank you brother!!"

Yu Nianru faced the amnesty, and his face immediately turned cloudy, fearing that there would be more incidents, "Then I will go first, brother, brother, you have worked hard in class!"

Just bow to each other.

When he ran out of the classroom, he heard someone calling him from afar. Not only did he not stop, but he ran even faster.

A few days later, at noon, he and Wen Ziyu had a small hot pot in the cafeteria, and by the way, told his friend the whole story of that day.

"You don't even know how calm I was!" Yu Nian took a sip of Coca-Cola, "I grabbed his pen and crossed out the mark behind your name in front of him. I said you can remember it. , remember my friend!"

Wen Ziyu burst into laughter: "I don't know how cowardly I was when I gave you to the bull."

"But who is this senior brother? Why can he take the compulsory courses in his senior year?"

Steam was bubbling from the pot on the alcohol stove, and the two of them scrambled for slices of fat beef with chopsticks.Wen Ziyu said indifferently: "I haven't seen him, how would I know, or you can describe to me what he looks like."

"Looks... um..." Yu Nian put the tip of the chopsticks in his mouth, his bright black pupils were particularly bright, "He's pretty handsome, even more handsome than both of us."

"...It's the same as if you didn't say what you said."

"He's really good-looking. He's also tall. He seems to be on the thin side. He doesn't wear glasses. He said he was a senior in his senior year, and he should be from your finance department. He also said he met you."

"Meet me?" Wen Ziyu pierced a beef ball with chopsticks, "Who is it?"

Yu Nian on the opposite side suddenly stopped talking.

Wen Ziyu looked up, and saw Yu Nian staring in the direction of the cafeteria stalls dumbfounded, muttering: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there..."

"Xiao Mocun?"

Yu Nianmeng regained consciousness: "Is this his name?"

Wen Ziyu's expression has undergone some subtle changes: "Well, he is Xiao Mocun, Alpha, a senior student in the Department of Finance, and he has secured the research institute of Devil Zhang."

"Excellent." Yu Nian was quite appreciative, "Is he famous?"

"Well, his grades are top-notch, and he differentiated into Alpha very early. It is said that the level is very high, and basically everyone in this department knows him. But he is a low-key person, and it is normal for people from other departments not to know."

"You know him too? I haven't heard you mention it."

Wen Ziyu poked at the balls in the bowl without looking up, "I mentioned it, but you forgot."

"Really?" Yu Nian kept following Xiao Mocun who was not far away, as if stuck to him, and didn't eat.After a while, Wen Ziyu's hand was suddenly clapped, "He is walking towards us!"

Wen Ziyu was slightly startled, then lowered his head and wiped his mouth, and when he turned around, Xiao Mocun had already come to them.Just about to say hello to senior brother, he found that the other party's eyes were fixed on Yu Nian, as if he had something to say.

"Yu Nian, right." He pronounced these two words very pleasantly.

The person named by him put down the chopsticks in a hurry and nodded twice, "What's the matter, brother?"

Xiao Mocun first glanced at Wen Ziyu next to him, and then slowly looked at Yu Nian.

"Your pen is still with me. I didn't bring it with me today. I will bring it to you another day."

"No, no, take it, brother."

He frowned slightly: "Your pen is not cheap, I'd better give it back to you."

Yu Nian only used one brand of pens, and Wen Ziyu knew it was not cheap, because he had received two pens from this good friend, and the price of one was higher than his full-time salary.

"Okay then." Yu Nian smiled and took out the phone from his jeans pocket and handed it over: "Save your number, I'll call you."

A moment of hesitation flashed across Xiao Mocun's face, and he finally took it and pressed it a few times, "Okay."

"Xiao Mocun." Yu Nian recited his name on the spot, and smiled brightly at him, "The name sounds really nice."

Xiao Mocun didn't speak any more, turned around and left.

When he walked farther and farther, and walked out of the cafeteria gate, Yu Nian slowly looked away, holding the phone and talking to himself: "I'll send him a text message right now and tell him I'm Yu Nian."

Hello, brother, I'm Yu Nian, thank you again for your mercy.

It was such a text message that became the beginning of Yu Nian's throbbing, entanglement, suffering, and pain.

Three sentences, three years of life, all the plots of blunders, but there is no mercy.

"OK, it's done!" He raised his head and smiled at Wen Ziyu who had been waiting quietly for a long time, "Let's eat."