Chapter I
In December, this is already the second snow of the year.
A thin layer of ice has formed on the ground, and although the scenery outside is not completely white, it has long been obscured.
Zhao Qi, who was nesting in front of the bedroom window, closed the window with a "snap" after a gust of cold wind hit, but he still sneezed without sitting, rubbed his hands and took a hot breath, "It's down again, it's so cold outside~"
The roommate lying on the bed didn't know what he had swiped on his phone, so he sat up and called her nervously, "Zhao Qi!" Zhao Qi! Have you heard? The professor Lu Dashen invited by the academy this year, I heard that he seems to have no arms, I don't know if it's a rumor. Walk! Do you want to check it out? ”
Zhao Qi had heard the name Lu Huainian, and most of them were linked to the words "jealous talent" and no arms. Now the attention is drawn not only to the remarkable achievements of certain people, but also to the gossip about them.
Zhao Qi waved his palm, threw his news textbook notes at her, and replied, "Don't go!" I'm busy," why did she, a journalism student, suffer that sin on a cold day and attend a lecture on psychology? Besides, the exam is coming soon, who has that free time!
"Don't, if you don't go this year, you won't have a chance, come with me~" Zhao Qi is in his third year of graduate school this year, and he originally moved out of the dormitory this year, but it was delayed for some reasons.
"Must go?" Zhao Qi hoped that her answer would be no! But looking at the speed at which she got out of bed and dressed, she also knew that she was thinking too much.
Mu Chengli took advantage of the free time to quickly put on the down jacket and replied to her, "Hmm! Have to! Hurry up and dress me, what are you waiting for!"
Looking at the sky outside the window that was still falling, Zhao Qi reluctantly changed into his thickest clothes, and did not forget to put a scarf around his neck before leaving.
The two walked out of the dormitory building in a fight.
On the way, Mu Chengli complained about Zhao Qi's dressing taste. "Tsk, Zhao Qi, are you going to see my male god like this?" Mu Chengli swept her from beginning to end, and finally came to the conclusion that she shouldn't be taken out! It's too embarrassing, okay?
Zhao Qi shrank his head, and then lifted the scarf to the top, the wide hat of the down jacket and the scarf, Zhao Qi could only see two eyes clearly on his body.
A figure behind Mu Chengli gradually changed from far to near, Zhao Qi closed his eyes, and there was a rare opportunity to show a mocking tone in his words, "You don't even know if people have arms, and you dare to call people your male god?" ”
"What's wrong with no arms? Without an arm, he can still be my male god! A compass for academics! ”
"Then your taste is unique."
Mu Chengli gave her a blank look. scolded her, "I want you to take care of it!" ”
In fact, Zhao Qi is really not interested in psychology, but she is quite curious about this psychology professor Lu. After all, there is something hidden in this person's body that is quite unpredictable.
For example, the questions that most people are curious about: If he didn't have arms, would he have a prosthetic? So can't he even turn the page of PPT in class? What about homework correction? Did the professor get a little more water when he was working? And how did he become a psychology professor?
But Zhao Qi couldn't understand it in her heart, what made her most curious was the origin of his arms.
Lu Huainian's figure behind him was very clear, and Zhao Qi saw it clearly.
In order to avoid the embarrassment of looking at each other, Zhao Qi naturally took a step ahead of Mu Chengli, poked the people around him with his arm, and changed positions with Mu Chengli by the way, placing the figure behind him. "You said he didn't have arms, how did he become a professor? Don't you have to pass the written test? Isn't that a bit too much to say? Do you think he lost his arm after becoming a professor or did he lose his arm before he became a professor? ”
Mu Chengli, who had been paying attention to Zhao Qi all the time, didn't notice the person in front of him who was getting closer and closer.
When Mu Chengli came over with a look, Zhao Qi realized that something was wrong, and ran away!
Sure enough, two meters behind him was Mu Chengli's roar like killing a pig: "Zhao Qi, believe it or not, I strangled you!" Why do you owe so much today! Do you know how good my Professor Lu is! How dare you slander her like that! I'm not done with you! ”
Lu Huainian, who passed by, wore a gray suit, and the metal prosthetic leg inside the black leather gloves moved his palm with difficulty. looked at the two people who were playing and leaving, and there was an impenetrable haze in their eyes.
His dark eyes closed and opened again.
Her sentence just now, "You said he didn't have arms, how did he become a professor?" Too much to say? It really caught his ears. Lu Huainian's eyebrows shrugged slightly, so this is because he has no arms, and the students here have questioned his academic qualifications and professional ability?
The few people in charge of leading the way stepped forward and asked, "Professor Lu, the conference venue is in the lobby on the first floor of No. 1 in the back building, please come with us." ”
Lu Huainian's eyes were clear, and he replied "good" in a low and calm voice.