Although he didn't go to school, he inquired, and not long after he returned to Beijing, a classmate named Xu Weiran came to the school to report.

At the moment after getting the news, he was attending a film festival in Shanghai, and he was sitting in the guest seat, looking at his phone, and the corners of his lips pulled slightly.

And now that he has finally finished everything in his hands, he can put aside the things that are not in a hurry for a while, and now the main task is to go to school to teach.

And she, although she knows his name, is afraid that she will never know his specific identity.

**

Chaoyang District has a strong atmosphere of life, with a slender figure shuttling through the crowd, and the streets are bustling in the early morning.

The wide roadside sells soy milk fritters xiaolongbao, and when the cart is pushed, the cage drawer covered with xiaolongbao is opened, steaming, and the sound of selling broadcast in the small loudspeaker comes and goes.

Xu Weiran was immersed in this air mixed with various breaths, which was different from the fireworks in the mountains, which made her feel a sense of stability in her heart.

"The boss brought me four plum vegetables and beef xiaolongbao, and a cup of soy milk. ”

It was cold outside today, and I could see white gas between breaths, she said, and couldn't help rubbing her hands and stomping her feet.

Boss: "Okay!"

After Xu Weiran bought a few hot xiaolongbao, he hurriedly went to school with a few books.

At this moment, on the side of the road, a black sedan moved slowly.

The man in the car was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his posture was tall, but he didn't expect that he would see her on the side of the road just after he came.

How long has it been since we met?

It's been a month.

She seemed to have lost some weight, and when he saw her, it was obviously just a month ago, but he inexplicably had a feeling of being in a different world.

She's changed.

When she was in Lhasa and Sichuan, she always wore a neat ponytail and an indifferent and cool expression.

But now she is wearing a white cotton coat on top, a pair of black skinny jeans underneath, a pair of Martin boots, and her long hair is scattered, and she really looks like a female college student.

Simple, unpretentious.

Quiet and well-behaved.

Watching her figure disappear at the school gate, Cheng Dongyuan's eyes deepened, and he drove the car away from here and went to park.

Xu Weiran's first class today is a professional class in his small class, and at the same time, there is also a big media class today.

It's just that as soon as I arrived at the class today, I heard two female classmates sitting behind me chattering:

"Hey, do you know, I heard that here in our department, the new Professor Cheng will give a media class today. ”

Another girl smiled and said: "I heard that the school's official website put a photo of him, and the school's female classmates have blown up, and the parents are really handsome." ”

"The point is not the point, the point is that he is still single, a proper golden bachelor...!"

The conversation of the people behind was still going on, and it faintly reached her ears, and Xu Weiran raised her eyebrows slightly.

What is the surname of the person they just said?

As soon as the bell rang, the teacher came to class, and she began to pay attention.

Now she cherishes such moments.

Everything was like a dream, I thought I would never have the opportunity to study here again, but I logged in to the background of the graduate school entrance examination results, and found that the previous operation record was gone, showing that she had been admitted.

Lost and regained, but that's all.

She majored in journalism.