Moon Young-heng stood up on the collar of his coat and walked through the Gwanak Campus of Seoul National University in winter.

The wind blew on the heavy coat, which seemed soft and weak, but a slight chill spread mischievously through the gap between the sweater and the undershirt, along the chest—it was the kind of cold that could not be prevented and helpless.

Maybe that's what it's like to be left out inexplicably, right?

In the two days since the ins incident, Yoo Jimin and Kim Jisoo have been tacitly busy.

One wants to record SM's family concert, and the other doesn't know what he's busy with......

Obviously, the atmosphere of that night was not bad until later.

"Professor Wen! Tonight's show is going to be fighting! ”

A voice that hadn't appeared in Wen Yingheng's world for some days pulled him out of his thoughts, maybe it was the cold weather that caused the blood supply to the brain to be insufficient... Wen Yingheng didn't recognize the identity of the person for a while.

It's just that Huang Jingxi came up very familiarly, and from a certain point of view, this girl actually looks a little like Yoo Jimin.

So the originally guarded mentality also subconsciously relaxed.

"Well, thank you......"

Before she finished speaking, the girl next to her kicked her leather shoes, leaving a crisp voice on the brick pavement, and said, "I heard that Jisoo Oni said that she would come tonight too...... The interaction between you in the first two days was really interesting. ”

At the mention of Kim Ji-so, Moon Young-heng remembered the identity of the girl next to him - it seems that the student who has a good impression of him is called Hwang Jing-hee, right?

She seems to be interning at Jisoo's side as her assistant.

"It's not so much funny, it's actually more of a scary, it was just a joke at the time, but I didn't expect things to come to this point...... The impact on everyone else is quite significant. ”

At the intersection, a delivery truck for the school supermarket passed by, and on the side of the shipping box, an advertisement for Kim Jisoo endorsing Sprite was hung.

The college student who didn't know the relationship between Moon Young-heng and Yoo Ji-min stared blankly at Kim Ji-so, who was gradually getting smaller in his field of vision, and said, "I think Ernie is in good shape, and he hasn't been affected by anything." ”

In fact, Yoo Jimin's bubble received some unfriendly messages.

When the words came to his lips were swallowed back, Professor Wen temporarily changed his words: "Why are you still standing there?" Is Kim Jisoo's poster that good-looking? Hurry up and go to class, be careful I remember you being late. ”

"Oh~"

Sending away Kim Ji-so, who was gradually disappearing from view, Hwang Jing-hee followed with light steps, deliberately half a step ahead of him, and walked in front of Moon Young-heng.

"As long as you arrive in the classroom one step ahead of Professor Wen, you won't be late for anything, right?"

"I don't mind going slower if you want to be late. Anyway, if I'm late, I'll deduct a little bit of salary, and if you're late, I'll deduct the usual points that may make you fail the course. ”

Deliberately saying such things in a cold tone, Professor Wen wanted to distance the two psychologically.

"I don't mind going slower......"

It's just in Huang Jingxi's ears...... The second half of the sentence is a bit light and fluttery, and I don't hear it clearly.

Normally, it would have been a silly thing to walk the streets of the campus during the cold spell.

But if it's Hewen Yingheng...... He's inviting himself to take his time, right?

If it snows today, the atmosphere of that love drama will be even stronger.

So the girl adjusted her cadence slightly, and kept a distance not too far from the professor, who was only two years older than him—at least in her opinion, the psychological distance between the two was gradually shrinking.

No matter how talented and smart he is, he is also a boy who can chase stars, and he is only two years older than himself.

Occasionally, a few classmates on the side of the road would recognize Wen Yingheng and look at it with that kind of caring eyes.

They...... It's possible to misunderstand the relationship between the two, right? But Huang Jingxi didn't mind.

Enjoying such an atmosphere, the sudden vibration of the phone seems out of place.

Jisoo Oni: "I made an appointment with a makeup artist in the afternoon, and I arrived around 5 p.m., do you remember to take Professor Moon to the makeup artist?"

"Professor Wen, what time is the afternoon to go to the auditorium to prepare?"

"Uh, didn't the party start at six? I'll be completely enough by around six o'clock. Anyway, my show is in the back. ”

"But...... Jisoo Oni said she had made an appointment with a makeup artist, and she arrived at about half-past four. ”

Kim Jisoo is really right, why did he make a special appointment with a makeup artist? Wen Yingheng is still very confident in his foundation, even if he has no makeup, he is completely enough to go on stage.

Anyway, it's not a singing stage, and there is no camera to shoot his face.

It's just that if it's all spent...... Then let's not waste this money. And I also helped Kim Jisoo remove makeup for free before, so I should be paid, right?

"Okay, then please contact me at that time."

The corners of the girl's mouth beside her raised slightly, adjusting her steps, and getting closer to Wen Yingheng.

Professor Wen, who is tall and long-legged, can take a big step with each step, so he can widen the distance between him and Huang Jingxi just by increasing his cadence slightly.

So staged a realistic version of him running away and she chasing, and he couldn't escape......

The end result was that because of the faster and faster cadence, the two arrived at the classroom five minutes early.

At the moment when he just pushed the door and entered the classroom, Wen Yingheng could feel the different expressions of the students.

This kind of gaze is like sunlight focused through a convex lens, and even makes people's cheeks feel hot when it hits the face.

Obviously, I wasn't so embarrassed when I showed off my AESPA card in class before.

"Yoo Jimin!"

I don't know which immoral guy shouted, and the classroom, which was originally only a little noisy chatting, suddenly became lively.

There were even a few good people whistling.

Professor Moon walked up to the podium with an embarrassed face, ignoring the commotion in the classroom.

Huang Jingxi did not rush to find a seat to sit down, but followed Wen Yingheng to the podium - after her unremitting efforts, she has been elected by the students of this course as the representative of the course "Statistics".

It's just that this representative of the civil promotion class has not been certified by the teacher.

"Professor, the students chose me to be the class representative of this course......" While Wen Yingheng was wiping the board book left by the professor in the previous class, Huang Jingxi quietly took the briefcase he put aside and took the initiative to open it for him.

According to her observations, Wen Yingheng's teacher card is usually in this briefcase, and the teacher card is a necessary item to turn on the power authority of the lectern.

As soon as my hand reached in, I touched a few pieces of paper-like texture...... Wen Yingheng's mind of taking the teacher's card for Wen Yingheng was hidden, and the girl temporarily changed her mind.

"Oh."

There was no whiteboard in this lecture hall, and the chalkboard rubbed over the chalk handwriting, and a little powder flew away.

Professor Wen frowned as he wiped the last blackboard clean, completely oblivious to Huang Jingxi's small movements.

When he turned his back again, he didn't notice that the briefcase was not in its original position......