Like this kind of girl with a cold temperament, Han Shuang has been in contact with a lot. For example, Ling Meinan, when she didn't show her amazing musical talent, she was indifferent to herself.

and Miao Quan, when she first came into contact, she was also cold. Dou Liangyu too, she only smiles at herself, and rarely smiles at others, even Chen Yao.

Not to mention Tang Jieyu, even if she knows that she has painting skills far better than hers, she is still not salty to herself.

It seems that every proud girl has a cold first impression when she meets him.

However, with the contact, other personalities are slowly unlocked. And the same is true of this Huangfu Qingwei's girl.

Just from the photos she posted, it can be seen that this is also a girl with her own pride and extreme coldness.

However, she gave Han Shuang a very different feeling. The coldness of the other girls is just a façade, a disguise for the first contact with people.

After knowing each other for a long time, the cold side naturally ceases to exist. Ling Meinan, Miao Quan, and Tang Jieyu are all like this.

But looking at that face, Han Shuang had a very strong intuition. He felt that coldness was the essence of this girl.

There is no evidence of this feeling, and he has no contact with Huangfu Qingwei, but he is very sure.

Because from the temperament exuded from the photo, Han Shuang felt very familiar. I thought about it for a long time before I suddenly realized!

Isn't that the kind of person you are? ....... At night, Han Shuang had a very strange dream.

He was obviously painting a landscape painting, but his hand was uncontrollably scribbling on the drawing board. The outline of a woman has gone from blurry to clear, on the drawing board, under his brush, little by little.

Watching Huangfu Qingwei's portrait being drawn uncontrollably by himself, Han Shuang was shocked and frightened, but also with a hint of excitement.

Finally, the finished work is a vivid full-body portrait of Huangfu Qingwei. Vivid to ...... Just like a real person.

Smile at yourself. ...... After waking up, Han Shuang couldn't help muttering: How did you have such a dream?

Glancing at the time, it was almost eight o'clock in the morning, and after being stunned in bed for two minutes, I got dressed and got up. There is only one bathroom in the whole house, and it is also adjacent to the kitchen.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Han Shuang took a photo with his cousin. Then, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

It turned out that Yang Meng had forgotten about Han Shuang, and he was still dressed when he first got up. In the past, she didn't change her clothes after getting up, and walked around in a cloak nightgown.

The same is true today, and even the buttons of the cloak are not buttoned. Not only is a pair of white calves exposed, but the scenery on his chest is also exposed.

Yang Meng also blushed suddenly, hurriedly tightened his cloak with both hands, and ran back to the room. Han Shuang didn't pay attention to this little episode.

After all, it's the first day of staying, and some habits can be understood if you can't change them for a while. It shouldn't happen anymore.

Besides, Yang Mengke is his cousin, what evil thoughts can he have? Until Han Shuang finished washing, Yang Meng didn't come out of the room.

It is estimated that he is still immersed in the embarrassment just now. Han Shuang couldn't help but feel funny, didn't he just take a look!

If Tang Jieyu could have your shy heart, she and she would not have the story of that night.

"Cousin, I'm leaving." When he was in Midtown, Han Shuang rarely greeted Dou Liangyu like this. Let's go, why say more?

However, after being reprimanded by his cousin for not being polite a few times, he felt that he really had to learn to say some meaningless nonsense.

"Well, slow down on the road." After hearing the sound of the door closing, Yang Meng's door slowly opened, revealing a blush face.

...... Han Shuang remembered that on a street opposite the entrance of Songyang College, there were several breakfast shops.

His memory has never been very good, but he can never forget the hotel. Well, the chosen one.

Walking out of the community, I soon came to a breakfast shop that seemed quite popular. Jincheng's early type opened Han Shuang's eyes!

The spicy soup, oil tea, and fritters that Zhongcheng has in Jincheng all. And there's a lot more that Midtown doesn't have.

For example, cold skin, twist, meat sandwich bun, mutton steamed bun, etc. In the face of so many kinds of food, Han Shuang's saliva was about to stay.

I hurriedly asked for several things that I had never eaten before, and then sat down at a table and enjoyed them to my heart's content.

If you ask him why he wants to leave Midtown and the people he loves, maybe that's the answer. He can sit in the crowded breakfast shop and eat wantonly, he can walk in the flow of people without wearing a mask and a cap, he can no longer listen to those flattering words that he has long been tired of, he can really feel the fireworks in the world....... These are called freedom.

These are also the things he hopes for the most in Midtown. After drinking the last bite of mutton soup, Han Shuang burped with satisfaction.

If he couldn't eat it, he really wanted to eat everything he hadn't eaten. But the coming day is long, so there is no hurry.

After paying, he walked towards the school opposite. Today is his first public class, so he can't be late.

......

"Who knows about this new professor? Male or female? If it's a woman, if she looks okay, I won't skip class. ”

"How many professors have you seen who are women? Even if you are a woman, what do you think are the chances of being young? ”

"So, a bad old man, huh?"

"Who knows! However, the school spends such a sum of money to invite people to come over, and it should have a certain professional foundation, maybe it is a well-known person in Jizhou! ”

"Du Xiaolei, isn't Director Meng your relative? Did he tell you anything about this professor? A girl who looked a little shy shook her head: "Uncle didn't say it, but judging from his excited expression, this person must be very powerful." ”

"Amazing? Is Director Meng powerful? He is the personal disciple of the Fu family! ”...... There were a hundred stools in a large classroom, but there were only about 30 students sitting underneath.

At this time, there were still about five minutes before class, and most of them were talking about things they were interested in.

These students are all from the painting department, and they are no strangers to such open classes, but they can come or not.

Some of them were curious about the new professor, some were genuinely eager to learn, and a few were just for fun.

"This professor is very rigorous! You're not ready to go into the classroom until the last minute, are you? ”

"It's a professor after all! It's definitely going to get stuck. ”

"What's up? Do you still want to set up a horse? Lao Tzu didn't hang him! At this moment, a few people appeared at the door, and the conversation suddenly weakened.

It turned out that Meng Yi, the head of the painting department, and three other painting department teachers.

"Director Meng, do you always come to the lectures?" A lively-looking boy asked with a smile.

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of laughter from below. This sentence is naturally a joke, with Meng Yi's coffee position, who is qualified to impart knowledge to him?

It is estimated that there will be no five in the entire Qizhou!

"Director Meng, are you worried that we will be rude to this new professor? Rest assured, we won't hit him! ”

"Hahaha!" Then a burst of laughter erupted. Meng Yi seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't pay any attention to such ridicule.

"You guessed it, Teacher Zhang and Teacher Huang and I are here to listen to the class." With that, Meng Yi and the others casually found a seat and sat down.

This can make the students dumbfounded! What's this? Your hall director is also here to listen to the class?! How awesome do the people who teach the class?

Everyone thought that Meng Yi was joking, but seeing him and the other three teachers sitting on the stool upright, and also took out a notebook to record the key points of knowledge, everyone had to believe in this fact: these big guys were indeed here to listen to the class...... It's just, why do you think something is wrong?

Just when all the classmates looked at me and I looked at you confused, another person appeared at the door of the classroom.

A young, handsome, indifferent and elegant boy.