Song Nanxi was inexplicably a little nervous, but his face was still very calm, pretending not to see him, calmly bypassing him, pushing the door and about to enter.

However, as soon as he touched the doorknob, he heard his voice: "When are you going to the imperial capital?" ”

Song Nanxi's heart suddenly accelerated a lot.

She didn't look back and said, "Next week." ”

"How long will it take?"

"Half a month."

Song Nanxi turned her back to him and never looked back.

And behind, the man's steady and slow footsteps gradually approached, and his voice was above his head, he said, "When is the winter vacation?" ”

"It's coming soon," Song Nanxi said quickly: "I'll take the exam when I come back, and I'll have a holiday after the exam." ”

Reaching out and pushing the door, "I'm in." ”

Mo Linyuan was in his pocket, his long arm against the door.

Song Nanxi's movements paused, and behind him was his body temperature that could not be ignored, as well as the faint woody aroma coming from his body.

In his ears, Mo Linyuan's low voice seemed to be pervasive, and the low and deep magnetism touched his heart, "Your mother doesn't seem to like me very much, is she afraid that I will abduct her daughter?" ”

Song Nanxi stiffened and didn't dare to move.

Seeing her reaction, Mo Linyuan couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but raise his hand and rub her head, and said, "I'll go first, waiting for your design." ”

Song Nanxi froze in place, and his mind suddenly seemed to be occupied by a buzzing blank space.

She seemed to hear his footsteps leaving, but as if she didn't.

I don't know how long it took before I dared to look back.

Behind him, it was already empty.

The heartbeat has not been relieved at all, and it is beating arrogantly and wantonly like crazy.

Song Nanxi stretched out his hand and patted his face, then exhaled and walked in.

Shen Duanyue and Mrs. Mo were chatting, and Song Nanxi didn't listen to what they were talking about at all, but she only knew that after sitting for a while, she was gone.

The next day, the theme of the finals was announced.

The theme of the finals is: when traditional culture and fashion culture are combined

As soon as this theme was announced, many people couldn't help but look at Song Nanxi.

Xia Meng said in disgust: "Who came up with the theme this time?" Didn't you open the back door for Song Nanxi obviously? ”

Jiang Nanyan couldn't help but hold her hand, a little jealous in her heart.

Who in the class doesn't know that Song Nanxi's favorite painting is all kinds of strange costumes.

Combining fashion culture with traditional culture, this is what Song Nanxi is best at.

And what Jiang Nanyan is best at is actually the cute genre of dreamy girl's heart.

However, under the theme of the last semi-finals, she did not exert her rights and defeated Song Nanxi, because of this incident, Jiang Nanyan was angry in private for a long time.

thought that in the finals, with the help of Mo Yechuan's relationship, maybe he could overpower Song Nanxi.

Can ...... now

Jiang Nanyan smiled: "Then Nanxi can be stable this time, although it is a competition with the opponents of various universities, but after all, it is Nanxi's best style, maybe you can get a championship." ”

Xia Meng said disdainfully: "You also know that it is a competition between various colleges and universities, and those who can fight for the top five in other schools are definitely not idle people, and the midsummer night in the junior year is not a fuel-efficient lamp, look at it, Song Nanxi will not win the championship this time." ”

Jiang Nanyan smiled and looked at Song Nanxi again.

Song Nanxi, who was at the center of the topic, seemed to be unaware of the surrounding eyes and discussions, and was looking out the window in a daze.

In the light of the window, her skin was reflected as white as a shiny, and it was eye-catching and breathtaking.