When Zheng Hengzhao arrived at A University, the sun was just right.

The scorching sunlight was scattered through the gaps between the leaves, and Zheng Hengzhao raised his head and glanced at the A-sized school monument, a thoughtful smile on his lips.

Carrying the piano case and pulling the luggage, walking slowly into the campus, Zheng Hengzhao unbuttoned the cufflinks of his white shirt and pulled the sleeves to his elbows, while sighing at the hot ghost weather in this city. Thinking of the angry face of his father who was far away in England after learning that he had applied for music, and the resentment on the old man's face before leaving, Zheng Hengzhao slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and he was so happy that he almost wanted to whistle happily to the girl who peeked at him on his side.

Not to mention that he has his own plans, just when it comes to fun, the boring old man in finance is the most boring. In college, you still have to have a graceful muse like music to be the most flavorful.

Habitually ignoring the constantly gathering eyes around him, Zheng Hengzhao raised his head and looked at the environment casually. Surrounded by the bustling crowd, Zheng Hengzhao slowly pulled his luggage and walked slowly in the crowd, after finally seeing the statue of the muse mentioned by his mother many times before leaving, Zheng Hengzhao took a long leg, and took it for granted that he strode to the registration office next to the statue, he leaned down and asked a girl with glasses sitting behind the table, "Classmate, this is the registration office of the Conservatory, right?"

The girl was stunned for two seconds after looking up and seeing his face, and then blushed inexplicably and waved her hand again and again, "No, no... No, we are ...... Faculty of Mathematics and Physics."

The smile on Zheng Hengzhao's face froze for a second.

The School of Mathematics and Physics is next to the muse? Such an arrangement is nothing short of sadomasochistic......

As if seeing the depression of this male theologian, the girl pushed her glasses and whispered with a red face: "The registration position is determined by lottery...... We drew here...... Because our banner just broke off and we haven't had time to replace it, so ......"

"I'm sorry, classmate," the girl blushed and pursed her lips and smiled and pointed in a direction to the confused Zheng Hengzhao, "If I'm not mistaken, the registration point of the Conservatory of Music should be over there, go straight to the second intersection and turn right." ”

"It's okay, I misunderstood. With a smile that didn't care, Zheng Hengzhao raised the corners of his lips, "Thank you." With a lazy wave of his hand, he picked up the box with the piano on his back and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!classmate!" the eager female voice stopped his steps, Zheng Hengzhao turned around, and unexpectedly saw the girl's flushed cheeks, "That...... What's your name? I'm a pastoral in the School of Mathematics and Physics. ”

A smile flashed in his dark and cunning eyes, Zheng Hengzhao raised the corners of his mouth, he looked at the earnest girl in front of him, and showed her a smile that made the sun fade,

"Me, my name is Shen Zun-"