The people invited to this lecture are students of the Department of History of University A, experts and scholars of history, archaeology and literature, and businessmen with status in City A.

Luo Zaizi and Feng Ke were guided into the table by Li Shaokang, and the people around them were particularly curious about the flattery on Li Shaokang's face, as well as the handsome and young young man beside him. The man was arranged in the first row, and Feng Ke behind him naturally sat next to him.

Luo Zaiz stared at the podium with a calm demeanor, and the dark blue outfit on his body looked very low-key, but his position made him attract attention.

He may not know it himself, but the people in charge here, as well as the invitees, all looked at him, and the people sitting in the first row were either rich or noble, and his appearance was nothing more than the biggest highlight of the audience.

Luo Zaiz always looked calm, and he was very calm about the gaze behind him. On the contrary, Feng Ke, who was mixed in by his connections, was restless, he glanced behind him over and over again, and strange sounds came from time to time.

"What's the matter?" Luo Zaiz glanced at the watch on his arm without leaving a trace, looking at Feng Ke's sneaky appearance was very funny, "What are you looking for?" If he guessed correctly, he was looking for her.

"10,000 years!"

"......" Luo Zaiz was amused, the smile between his eyebrows deepened, he looked at his friend with his chin bowed, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Ten thousand years?"

"Oh. Feng Ke looked at Luo Zaizi's slightly hesitant look, and kindly explained, "You don't know this, the Internet is not popular for 5,000 years, a beauty that is rare for thousands of years, what do I call a beauty for 10,000 years." ”

The handsome face twitched out of place, and Luo Zaiz was very puzzled by Feng Ke's nonsensical explanation, but he still replied to him: "Oh." ”

"You cold-blooded ice sculpture people don't understand this, and it's useless to tell you. ”

Feng Ke gave Luo Zaiz a big white eye, but he directly despised it.

"Here on, you'd better be quiet. ”

Suddenly, the voice of the host on the stage sounded in the auditorium, and the people in the audience quieted down very cooperatively.

Feng Ke turned his face to look at the person who was concentrating, pouted his lips very unconvinced, turned away and smiled, and looked at the stage seriously.

The person who was on Feng Ke's lips was sitting in the rest area of the background at this time.

Today, she was dressed differently from the past, her long black shawl hair was pulled back behind her head, revealing a delicate face.

White casual shirt and dark casual pants are more rational and capable than her previous long skirts.

Lin Nianzi sat upright in the seat, her slender legs were slightly close together, her knees deviated to the left side of her body in unison, and the decent lady's sitting posture made her more intellectual.

Her bright eyes were staring at the speech in her hand, her lips kept opening and closing, and she seemed to be engrossed, but what was troubled in her heart was not the speech at hand.

The coincidental encounter with that person outside the school gate made Lin Nianzi feel uneasy for a moment, and she still regretted that she didn't stop him in time. After taking that opportunity, when will she wait?

Just as she was secretly annoyed, the professor's voice came overhead.

"Nianzi. Your turn. Come forward and get ready, I'm very optimistic about you this time. A scholar in his fifties appeared in front of Lin Nianzi very kindly.

Because it was a temporary substitution, the professor was very responsible for trying to lower her ranking. And the professor's partiality towards Lin Nianzi is also obvious to everyone.

She came back from her trance, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she immediately got up and gave the professor a confident smile.