The world's abundant knowledge and almost unlimited educational resources have greatly broadened the horizons of the teenage killer. However, the humanities were only a tiny part of his list, and that part of his studies was to learn about the history of the world.

In desperation, Su Jiaqiang added a course in the Department of Philosophy to him, hoping that the profound humanistic heritage of Gucheng University could cultivate him into a beautiful boy with five stresses and four sounds.

As a teenager who came from outside to skip classes, Puyang attracted attention for a while. Not only the students, but also the professors were interested in him: in their classrooms, children of this age were extremely rare.

And in the midst of the crowd of students who were dozing off, playing on their phones, or with casual expressions, suddenly appeared a focused teenager's face—a handsome face, and the professors were inevitably attracted to it.

One of the major features of the Faculty of History and Humanities is that there are no textbooks in class, and the only reference is to take notes during class. Some special courses, such as ancient characters and ancient books, will be printed and distributed before class, and Liu Ziyu greeted several undergraduates, and printed a copy for Puyang before each class.

Pu Yang didn't know if it was his own delusion, he always felt that Liu Ziyu was currying favor with Su Jia around the corner......

After a few classes, Professor Shen, who teaches ancient books in the School of History and Humanities, has regarded the teenager as a year-old friend. "Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people who can read ancient books, and it is even rarer at the age of Xiaoyou. Have time to attend my lectures in a graduate class? ”

However, the young man was not proud. Without him, those ancient Chinese styles that are condescending and deaf are as intimate as colloquial language in his eyes, but the horizontal and simplified characters are more likely to cause him to misunderstand.

For some reason, his indifferent look that was not commensurate with his appearance instead aroused the motherhood of a group of college girls, and every time between classes, many people gathered around his desk to try to tease him: "Puyang, give my sister a smile~" or "Yo, the child is so cool, where did he come from?" ”

Due to Su Jia's repeated advice, Puyang was inconvenient to attack, so he had to turn a blind eye. After class, I wander around the campus and take the opportunity to observe the underlying rules of this era.

Although there are all kinds of intrigues on campus, compared to what he has known and heard before, they are only pediatrics. Even in the contrast of sinister rivers and lakes, it looks a little ridiculous and cute.

There is a lot of rain in autumn, and after a rain, it is often a little cooler. The campus of Gucheng University is full of French plane trees, which gradually turn yellow in such weather, and then drift away until only the bare trunks remain.

In the last two classes of the afternoon, Puyang had a lesson to listen to, and when he came out of the classroom, the sound of rain hitting the leaves was so chaotic that it was impossible to imagine that there were creatures other than himself in the heavens and the earth.

Li Muyu, who was listening to the class together, called him: "Xiao Puyang, borrow you an umbrella." ”

"......" What the hell is Xiao Puyang! The young man was silent for a moment and refused, "It's okay, my sister is coming soon." ”

As he was talking, he saw Su Jia coming over with a large umbrella painted with the pattern of "Starry Sky", and waved at the young man from a distance. Li Muyu was relieved, said hello and left with his roommates.

The boy got under the umbrella, and the two of them buried their heads and walked towards the bus stop. The traffic in the ancient city is not good, and the rainy days are especially bad. It's time for school to end, and the bus stop is packed.

Su Jia was having a headache when the young man was unwilling to squeeze the car, and suddenly smelled an extremely seductive aroma on the tip of his nose, and his eyes lit up, and he pulled him to the corner of the street.

There was a parasol on the corner of the street - this time it was used to keep out the rain, and the thrilling aroma of the humble tin oven under the umbrella came from it.

I picked a large sweet potato, and through the dusty skin, it seemed that I could see the golden flesh inside. Su Jia stuffed the umbrella into the boy's hand and broke the sweet potato in half. But he didn't eat it first, but peeled half of it and sent it to the boy's mouth.

Teenager: "...... I can do it myself. ”

But seeing her sneer, the young man's face turned red, and he finally opened his mouth and ate it. He has a slight cleanliness fetish, and he really doesn't want to get dirty if he doesn't have to.

The sweet potatoes are soft and sweet, and if you eat them while they are hot, even the cold seems to be driven away a lot. An umbrella can separate a small world, and the young man held the umbrella, lowering his eyebrows and not looking at Su Jia's smiling eyes.

Suddenly, she exclaimed: "Empty car!" The two of them ran hand in hand, and finally they didn't miss it.

There were surprisingly few empty seats in this car, and the two hurriedly rushed up to sit down, looking at each other and smiling—Su Jia was laughing, and Pu Yang was just staring at his palm: when he held hands just now, it was still stained with dust!