Many people hate to be misunderstood, because once they are misunderstood, they will inevitably explain, but the truth is that the more they explain, the more they don't understand, and then the more uncomfortable they are, the more heartache they feel.

Therefore, many people would rather be misunderstood than explain more, because superfluous explanations will only make people feel that you are covering up.

Xuanzang feels that his understanding of interpersonal relationships should be beyond ordinary people, because he has experienced more and seen more, and he knows how to deal with it.

But in front of the scene, he was helpless, and the world still put him together after all.

This is a game, a dead game, and the only person who can crack this game is An Ruhua herself.

Xuanzang casually ordered food in the cafeteria, then looked at the time and found that it was still early to go back, so he was going to walk around the campus again.

Before he knew it, he came to several connected teaching buildings, and it was already early 7 o'clock at this time, so most of the teaching buildings were dim. Occasionally, a few classrooms are lit up, like sparks, little by little.

Xuanzang intuitively came to one of the lit lecture halls, and when he glanced through the window at the door, he saw that it was full of people.

Generally speaking, most of the evening classes are elective, and there is often a phenomenon of skipping classes, so there are relatively few students in class, and as for the phenomenon in front of them, it is still relatively rare. However, it is not for nothing, like some old experts, old professors and the like, who are somewhat famous in the academic world, even if the class is arranged in the evening, there is an endless stream of people who come to listen to the lecture.

This is the celebrity effect, even if many people don't know him at all, no matter where they have heard of his name, they will go to see the excitement and try it.

Of course, if you blindly follow the trend, you will also encounter some swindlers, in the name of experts, scholars, professors, etc., invite students to join some cram school, and then set up a name and charge fees. Although such cases are still relatively rare in universities, they are not completely absent.

Xuanzang glanced at a sign standing at the door of the classroom, which said, Vice President of XX University, specially come to this school to open a psychology class...

Then, the following rows of small characters also list some of the principal's personal experience, identity and other information, although Xuanzang doesn't know much about this thing, judging from the number of people in the classroom, most of this person still has some real learning.

Anyway, being idle is idle, Xuanzang thinks it's better to listen to this expert's lecture.

In the university, no one cares about one more person or one less person in the classroom, so it doesn't matter if you quietly walk in and listen for a while at this time.

Just when Xuanzang wanted to push the door in, she unexpectedly saw a person from the door and window of the front door, sitting on the left side of the first row, that is, the position closest to the door, this person was none other than Han Meier, who said that she was in class before.

Xuanzang didn't expect that Han Mei'er, the class that Nizi said, turned out to be this psychology, and she couldn't see that she was still interested in this kind of thing. And judging from her focused eyes in the first row, she is really serious.

With a small sigh in his heart, Xuanzang felt that it was better not to enter through the front door, and then walked to the back door instead.

Because it is a lecture hall, the back door is much hidden, generally a person comes in, or a person goes out, and most of the people in the whole classroom, especially the people sitting in the front row, cannot be found.

Seeing a girl coming out, Xuanzang followed in, and then found an empty seat and sat down.

At this time, looking at Han Meier again, she was still quite serious, looking at it from this angle, she could still see the books on her desk, which should be related to psychology.

At this time, Xuanzang noticed that the teacher who was lecturing was pointing to a picture on the projector at this time, and then talking about something in a colorful voice.

He took a cursory look, and it was a computer-drawn black and white sketch of a woman sitting with her hands crossed over her shoulders, her eyes were serious, and there was a person sitting next to her, which formed a very different style compared to it. It was a seated man, with his legs crossed, and then with a leisurely expression on his face.

Finally, the teacher pointed to this picture with a very different style and analyzed it for a while.

Roughly speaking, a person's mental state can be analyzed from a person's appearance, such as the woman in the picture, from her raglan movements, or her look, it can be judged that she is on guard at this time, a little nervous and anxious. Men, on the other hand, are laid-back and calm.

Xuanzang listened to it a little, and the teacher's explanation was generally quite reasonable.

It is true that a lot of information can be obtained from a person's appearance, and if a person can hide his heart through his appearance, then this person must be a very strong person, or a very powerful person.

Among the people Xuanzang knows in this life, there is only one person who gives him this feeling, and he can barely count it.

Xiang Chu Nan, what are you carrying and experiencing?

At first sight, he feels a bit like a cynical gentleman, hooking up with girls with his handsome appearance, or constantly changing girlfriends, sitting in something that ordinary people can't do.

Then he helped Li Man break the siege and used his outstanding skills to shock back Yang Yikai and his group.

After that, it was he who pursued Han Meier, a girl who had no feelings for him at all, and seemed to have returned to the very beginning of the squirrel, but if he thought about it carefully, he had a sense of being able to bend and stretch as a big man. Under Han Meier's many cynicisms, she can still stick to her own way, to be honest, ordinary people who don't have some perseverance really can't do it.

In short, Xiang Chunan is a somewhat complicated person, but what Xuanzang can be sure of is that this person's heart should still be pure.

The time of the two classes passed quickly, and during this period, there were many people who came to talk for various reasons, but all of them were rejected by Xuanzang.

Now, Xuanzang is basically used to such things, and the university is a place open to boys and girls. It's a place where you can speak loudly, laugh uncontrollably, or cry in spite of it. Countless men and women break up today and fall in love with someone else tomorrow, like a story in a fairy tale, but it is themselves who can be interpreted.

Seeing Han Meier get up and prepare to leave through the front door, Xuanzang thought for a while and felt that it was better for him to walk alone through the back door.

But when he thought of the envelope in his bag, he thought it would be better to give it to her at this time.

Just wanted to step forward, but saw a fair-looking boy walking to Han Meier's side, and then, as if talking about something, but as soon as he was halfway through, Han Meier waved his hand ruthlessly, and then the boy left disappointed.

Xuanzang watched this scene happen, and felt inexplicably funny in his heart.

This kind of situation seems to be played out every day on this campus, and it is repeated and enjoyed.

"Han Meier?!" Xuanzang pretended to be casual and stood behind and whispered.

When Han Mei'er heard the voice, she turned around in a moment, with an incredulous look on her face, and after a long time, she came back to her senses and stammered: "Moe, Moe..." ”

Maybe for her, seeing Tang Mengmeng come to find her seems so incredible. So much so that the expression on his face wanted to turn into excitement in the next second, or joy and joy, but in the end he couldn't find the right one, and his face showed sadness, and the corners of his eyes unconsciously made a splash.

Perhaps, this is the so-called crying of joy.