Yu Xing graduated from an art college in the magic capital with a bachelor's degree and a master's degree, and the most important thing in his vision when he walks around the campus is handsome guys and beauties.

Over time, she got tired of seeing it, because she couldn't see what kind of heart was hidden in her glamorous appearance, and even the friends around her who thought she was familiar became strange.

People are always changing, becoming unrecognizable, but she has never seen anyone change back to the self she once liked, most of them have become the self she hated a long time ago.

The terrible boiled frog in warm water has made too many people become the self they once hated, but these people may not be able to perceive it, because this is life.

It will make people confused and make people selectively amnesia, living in the abyss they once thought, refusing to extricate themselves, and sinking smartly.

People can't stand too much introspection, and that will make people crazy.

"Have you ever thought about what you're going to be in the future?"

"I can't be myself?"

One question, one rhetorical question.

This is Yu Xing's motto.

She wants to be herself, but what does the future hold?

She didn't know, and she didn't know, how long she could hold out for herself.

Because persistence is another kind of madness, and the crazy people who don't want to be vulgar are always lonely.

Looking at the three of them who were making trouble, Yu Xing ignored their handsomeness and beauty, but sincerely felt that it was good to be young and laugh so happily.

She always felt that under her youthful appearance, she had an old heart.

Zhao Qingqing and Feng Yunyu only knew that Zheng He's mother invited them to come to the house as guests, and Zhao Qingshan was also there, but they didn't know that there were still guests at home, and no one had mentioned to them about inviting a teacher for them.

After seeing Yu Xing during the fight, Zhao Qingqing took the lead in sitting beside his brother in a serious manner, and smiled and said hello.

"Brother Qingshan, beautiful sister is good. Zheng He was not cowardly at all in his own house, first shouted Zhao Qingshan, and then greeted Yu Xing with a big grin.

Then he almost sat down next to Zhao Qingqing, his eyes staring at the small box in Zhao Qingqing's hand.

"Nonsense, where is there a sister, she must be younger than you. Feng Yunyu said very seriously, and sat next to Yu Xing very familiarly.

"I'm sorry, I was dazzled just now, you shouldn't be eighteen years old, right?" Zheng He looked at Yu Xing and immediately changed his words.

This pair of living treasures is really not small, they dare to ridicule as soon as they meet, and they are full of tacit understanding.

Zhao Qingshan was very helpless and melancholy, but fortunately, Mr. Yu didn't seem to be disgusted by this.

"I'm not as young and invincible as you. Yu Xing said with a smile, and did not explain his identity as a teacher.

She longed to be friends with a few little ones, and this kind of conversation invisibly made her feel relaxed, far less cautious than she was with two employers and two teachers.

"Why do you say this?" Feng Yunyu had an expression of "everyone is the same age".

"Because you'll be in the ivory tower for years to come, and I'm only a few years older than you, but I don't even have the time to visit the ivory tower once in a while. After thinking about it, Mr. Yu gave an answer very seriously.

"Maybe I should invite you to visit the ivory tower?" Feng Yunyu looked eager to try.

Yu Xing looked at Zhao Qingshan with some tears and laughter, and his eyes were obviously saying: Are you sure this is the student I want to teach?

"Beauty, I advise you to keep your eyes open and deal less with old treacherous and cunning people. Seeing the beauty and the master's "eyebrows", Feng Yunyu hurriedly dismantled the stage.

"Looking for death?" Zhao Qingshan threatened.

"Thank you for your offer. Yu Xing jokingly towards the "kind-hearted" Feng

Yun Yu said.

And this is not a joke.

or self-protection psychology as a subconscious confrontation, she really didn't think about whether Zhao Qingshan had a little bad thoughts about her.

But just as Zhao Qingshan was not interested in her, she also didn't have a good impression of Zhao Qingshan.

Because it can be judged from the details that Zhao Qingshan is a guy with a city government, and a simple person will not laugh at himself so calmly after losing face.

Some people say that people who focus on art are a bit cynical, Yu Xing thinks this sentence is very reasonable, she does not have a broad mind that hides dirt and dirt after experiencing the vicissitudes of the world, like it is like it and if you don't like it, you definitely don't like it.

She likes the purity and immaculate nature of the baby in the hands of her parents, the innocence and naughtiness of a three- or five-year-old child, and the vigor of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

And Associate Professor Wu's arrogance and prejudice, Teacher Han's coquettishness, and Zhao Qingshan's age-inappropriate city government all disgusted her, and even Mrs. Zheng, who can be called her nobleman, is calculating.

It seems that anyone who reaches a certain age in her eyes will give birth to all kinds of temperaments that have nothing to do with beauty.

She believes in the inherent goodness of human nature, but almost all of them are growing up, and they have not been able to protect their kindness, which has become complicated and even unreasonable.

Why can't being a human being be simpler?

No one could answer her question.

"Hello Auntie. Zhao Qingqing and Feng Yunyu greeted in unison.

"I haven't seen you for half a month, Qingqing has become beautiful again, there are a lot of suitors in the school, right? Xiaoyu is still so handsome, ouch, you want to harm a few female classmates less." ”

Hearing the sound of communication in the living room, Mrs. Zheng and Teacher Han both walked out of the kitchen, and Mrs. Zheng greeted Zhao Qingqing and Feng Yunyu with a smile.

"Really? My brother doesn't praise me, and he never cares about my love life. Zhao Qingqing said with a smile.

"Auntie, I'm very single-minded. Feng Yunyu said with a smile.

"You two can't be trusted, are you?" said Madame Zheng.

The last time I went to Zhao Qingshan's house as a guest, Zheng He played games with a few people and went to karaoke together, and Mrs. Zheng knew that her son would definitely get along well with the two.

What's more, anyone with a discerning eye can see that his son is interested in Zhao Qingqing.

If Zhao Qingqing is an adult, Mrs. Zheng really doesn't mind solemnly encouraging her son to pursue it, but Zhao Qingqing is too young, and she, as a mother, likes this girl with aura very much, but she can only remain silent and pretend not to see it.

Besides, Zhao Qingshan attaches so much importance to her sister, she must be strict in love, and she is even more difficult to talk about.

"Really, my brother might wish I had married sooner. Zhao Qingqing said stiffly, glanced at the party who was on her side, but found that the other party didn't intend to pay attention to her at all.

On the other hand, Zheng He's facial expression is wonderful, but he didn't say out loud, if you want to marry, marry me.

"When you have a love life, your brother will definitely care about you. As for getting married, it's too early, isn't it?" Mrs. Zheng said with a smile, thinking that maybe the way she cared would be a little different.

"Get married early, after all, the law doesn't allow it, and you can get engaged at any time. Zhao Qingqing still did not give up the operation, trying to attract someone's attention.

Zheng He's heart, engagement, you can do it at any time, and so do I.

"You, the more you talk about it, the more you don't have a boundary, be careful that your brother will count you down when he turns around. ”

Seeing Zhao Qingqing again, Mrs. Zheng liked it more and more, but she had something at hand, so she smiled and told her son to pour tea for the two classmates, and went to the kitchen alone to fight.

Han Xiaojun stayed in the living room, she was a desperate place

A woman who has done everything perfectly, the legendary perfectionist, can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen.

Whether it is Chinese or Western food, she has studied it systematically, and it is definitely more than enough to be a chef in an ordinary restaurant, but she doesn't like to scold Fang Yu at chicken, duck and fish in the kitchen.

The first is to capture the appetite of men, and the second is to have a common topic with the housewives of the upper class like just now.

There is never a shortage of men around her, and she knows very well that she doesn't need to marry a man who is tired of life, and of course she doesn't need to be a housewife who is busy with housework.

It's good to be like Mrs. Zheng, and her daily life is to go shopping, do beauty, play cards and chat with the ladies in the high-end club, and occasionally go into the kitchen to cook a dish or two, and enjoy the praise of the guests.

"It's a stunner at such a young age. ”

But now, what Han Xiaojun wants to praise is Zhao Qingqing, because through observation, Zhao Qingqing's body proportion is almost perfect, such a girl, if it can't be regarded as a good seedling for dancing, what kind of thing is?

Dancers are the most taboo and rigid, and people with stiff bodies and stereotyped expressions can't become dancers, but Zhao Qingqing, who is glued to his brother's side, makes people feel ghostly at first glance.

Zhao Qingqing has the outside and inside as a dancer, and she is of course happy as a teacher.

Glancing over the faces of Feng Yunyu and Zheng He, Han Xiaojun knew the boys' minds too well, because she was the dream lover of many boys when she was a teenager, and she has been living surrounded by countless men until now.

Han Xiaojun couldn't help but quip when she was happy: "Which of you is Qingqing's dance partner?"

Zheng He, who has learned several kinds of ballroom dancing in his spare time, said with great interest: "Could it be that there is a house party tonight?"

Han Xiaojun glanced at Zhao Qingshan suspiciously.

Zhao Qingshan shrugged with a smile and said to a few little guys: "Aren't all college students popular part-time now, since you don't need to do part-time work, you can learn other aspects of knowledge, this is Teacher Han who teaches you dance, this is Teacher Yu who teaches you piano, and if you still want to learn, even if you just want to get in touch with the direction, you can also put it forward." ”

Feng Yunyu put on a face and said, "Master, you are cutting first and then playing." ”

Zhao Qingshan smiled and said, "Do you have an opinion?"

Feng Yunyu was very indignant and said, "How is it possible! Master, if there is something in this regard in the future, you can help me make the decision." ”

“......”

Taking advantage of the time when the master and apprentice were nonsense, Zhao Qingqing thought about it very seriously, and then asked: "Brother, can I learn tea art and photography?"

Zhao Qingshan said: "Of course, many skills are good even if you understand them, and no one requires you to learn everything well." ”

Han Xiaojun smiled and said: "Don't be reluctant to seek the near and far in tea art, Sister Yu is a master of tea art." ”

Han Xiaojun was a little surprised by Feng Yunyu and Zhao Qingqing's reactions, college students are busy in school, and a few people are willing to live under the various arrangements of their parents when they just enter the university.

But Feng Yunyu and Zhao Qingqing did not show disgust, one fully recognized the arrangement of the "master" for him, and the other even wanted to play all the eighteen kinds of martial arts, it seems that Zhao Qingshan has not achieved much in his career, and he still has a lot of experience in being a parent.

Zhao Qingqing asked, "Teacher Han, who is Sister Yu?"

Zheng He rolled his eyes and said, "My mother." ”

Zhao Qingqing: "Oh, then I also called Sister Yu, after all, she looks so young." ”

Zheng He: "......"

Han Xiaojun giggled, she was really a girl who dared to joke.