Chapter 42: Stay by My Side

"Why?"

"Aren't you listening to the lecture well?"

Xia Han stretched out his hand and pinched Zuoqiu's thigh, and the latter let out a "hiss" sound and laughed, but his body did not move. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Speak quickly!"

"The person who killed Zheng Hua still doesn't know who it is. I took over Zheng Hua's company before them to prevent them from destroying the transaction information. ”

It's for her again.

Then he just did this to find out the identity of that person for her.

Seeing that Xia Han was silent, Zuoqiu slowly put one hand on the back of Xia Han's chair, tilted his head slightly, and approached Xia Han's ear,

"Xia Han, you owe me so much, how are you going to pay it back?"

Zheng Hua's company is also a bit large-scale, and Zuoqiu's acquisition at the auction table will definitely cost a lot of money. If Xia Han had known about this, he would definitely have stopped him from doing so.

"You don't have to do it for me."

Zuoqiu chuckled,

"I don't care about the others, but if you want to hurt your people, I will cut the grass to the roots. Just stay by my side with peace of mind. ”

Xia Han looked at the relaxed person next to him who was talking about such a big event in disbelief, and his heart throbbed.

How nice it would be if she was just an ordinary college student, how nice it would be if she was just a girl from an ordinary family, how nice it would be if she was born in China and didn't come to China to escape the United States...... She will be able to be with him with impunity......

"You don't understand ......"

"Whoever you are, you will be my woman."

"What do you mean?"

Xia Han looked at Zuoqiu. What does he know? What did he know about her? But no matter what Zuoqiu thought, she didn't want to bring the disaster on Zuoqiu.

"The teacher asked you to answer the question."

Xia Han was startled, and hurriedly turned around, only to find that the whole class was looking at her, and the teacher was also looking at her from the podium.

"This classmate, don't patronize the handsome guy and don't listen to the class."

Several classmates couldn't help laughing, and Xia Han stood up awkwardly.

"The teacher asked you to explain the psychological distance."

Zuoqiu reminded Xia Han on the side.

"The distance in aesthetic activities does not refer to the distance of time and space in real life, but refers to a kind of mental distance. That is, in order for a person to enter the state of judgment, it is not necessary to cut off the actual interests with the object of the trial, and to keep a certain distance from real life, so as to prevent the aesthete from ...... with a practical attitude"

"This student, what you answered is this year's graduate thesis that I just showed you. The question I ask is, who is the father of aesthetics? ”

"Uh...... Baumgarden. ”

"Okay, please be seated. What is your name? Am I interested in going to graduate school in the future? ”

Zuoqiu forced a laugh on the side, and Xia Han kicked him.

"My name is Xia Han. Thank you, sir, but I have no plans to go to graduate school at the moment. ”

The teacher on the stage shook his head regretfully. It's a shame that such an excellent student can't be accepted as a graduate student!

"Okay. If you figure it out one day, please contact me. Okay, let's move on to the lecture ......."

"Wait for her to figure it out?"

A girl sitting in the first row turned her head and stared viciously at Xia Han behind her. Mr. Yuan of the School of Design is a well-known doctoral supervisor in China, and the standard for accepting students is extremely high. She almost broke her head in order to get into the graduate school of Teacher Yuan. Now this Xia Han actually refuses to be a graduate student of Teacher Yuan in public?