At the beginning of November, Nanyu University hosted the Winter Games.

Each college is required to perform a program at the opening ceremony.

The program is colorful and the songs are crossed.

Several students from Yishu College prepared a dance on behalf of the Graduate School.

The tail of the team, they are waiting.

Qin Linlin also participated in the performance, leaning on Yishu's shoulder, complaining that the sun was about to tan her makeup:

"I'm surprised, I still have to participate in the sports meeting when I am in my third year of study. Oh my God, kill me. ”

Yishu brought her a bottle of water and received a message from her mother: I have arrived in Jingqu, you and Yan Qing should hurry up and let me hold my grandson next year.

She can finally go back to her nest tonight!

"Hey, that's not Professor Yan?"

Following the gaze of the classmate who spoke, Yi Shu really saw Yan Qing standing behind the team a few meters away.

He was talking to a few teachers, and everyone was around one of the old professors.

Yi Shu saw that he suddenly turned his head, as if looking for something in the crowd.

Suddenly he made eye contact with her.

She immediately straightened up and withdrew her gaze, only to feel a heat on her face.

Qin Linlin also saw it, and whispered in her ear: "Baby, Professor Yan seems to be looking at you~"

Yi Shu felt that his face was hotter, and he stepped forward and changed places with the classmate in front of him.

Avoiding his gaze, his cheeks slowly cooled.

Looking from Yan Qing's direction, someone blocked his view.

Retracted his gaze and respectfully replied to the old professor's words.

Twenty minutes ago, he went back to school to get his papers.

When I met a retired professor in the elevator, I took him to the sports field, saying that I wanted to feel the vitality of young people.

He just searched the crowd at random, but he didn't expect to see a familiar figure.

"Next, I would like to invite students from graduate school to bring us the last program, the dance "Kill this love".

As the prelude to the super-feeling sounded, the playground resounded with cheers.

Yi Shu wore a pale pink suspender belt today, revealing a thin waist.

Black shorts with small white shoes, long black hair tied up in a high ponytail tied behind his head, youthful and beautiful.

The girls were perfectly stuck, cooperated tacitly, and the action strength was in place, and they blew up the field at the end of the opening ceremony.

Yan Qing, who was not far away, took her bright and moving smile into her eyes.

"It's good to be young, energetic, and have unlimited opportunities."

The old professor standing to the left of Yan Qing couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the energetic students in the sun.

Yan Qing came back to his senses, his chin bowed, and the corners of his lips curved.

Another female teacher took the professor's words: "Yes, I feel a lot younger when I stay with young people."

She smiled and continued, "Elder Yan, look, that girl in a pink shirt is the student Yi Shu that I often mention to you. The little girl is smart and hardworking, and takes scientific research seriously and responsibly. ”

It happened that Shu's performance ended, and she beckoned Yi Shu to come over.

Yi Shu stood in place and looked at Yan Qing who was standing with his mentor.

Just as she was hesitating to step forward, her mentor Wang Fang called her again.

In desperation, she could only step forward.

Yishu's tutor introduced her to the teachers one by one.

When it was Yan Qing's turn, she could also pretend to be a stranger and greet politely.

Yan Lao praised her a few words: "You Teacher Wang rarely praise people in front of me, you are one, the last one is a fan who has graduated..."

Wang Fang added: "Fan Hongzhi. ”

"Yes, yes, it's him. You can't live up to Mr. Wang's hard work. ”

Responding respectfully, he stood obediently and listened to the teachings of the elder Yan.

Ten minutes later, she left on the grounds that she was going to play sports.

Before leaving, she glanced at Yan Qing.

From the moment she stood in front of them, a very shallow smile hung on his lips.

I don't know what I'm laughing at.

Nerve.