The next day, Qi Feng attended classes at school as usual, while Shang Yi went to investigate Yamada Feng's information.

Walking into the empty classroom, it turned out to be empty.

"I'm going?"

Qi Feng looked slightly stunned, this is still a Mao lesson?

He didn't feel lost, he just felt that there was nothing to do.

Just as Qi Feng was about to leave the classroom helplessly, a pretty girl with long hair and a shawl suddenly bowed her head and walked into the classroom.

As he watched, the girl silently found a place to sit down, then opened her book and looked at the podium.

The girl is none other than Takizawa Nozomi, and she is the only student in today's class.

Qi Feng keenly noticed that Takizawa's cheeks seemed to be a little bruised, and his expression was quite depressed.

“......”

Qi Feng's eyes flashed slightly, he didn't say much, and silently walked back to the podium to continue the lecture.

"What I want to talk about today is the course of Ming Dynasty historiography."

Hearing Qi Feng speak, Takizawa Nozomi in the audience cheered up a little.

In the past, she was quite interested in the Ming Dynasty, and she wanted to learn more about the legendary era when the Son of Heaven guarded the country and the king died, but unfortunately there was no channel for further study.

In this way, the huge university classroom, with only one teacher and one student, looks like a rural private school in the early years of China.

Qi Feng is in line with his duties, even if there is only one student, he is energetic and explains the course.

Takizawa gradually became fascinated by listening, and wanted to raise his hand to ask questions several times, but he didn't care about what to do.

She was so restrained that Qi Feng couldn't interact with her, so he could only silently remember what she wanted to ask at that time.

In the middle of the night, the nearly one-and-a-half-hour class ended.

Nozomi Takizawa was like yesterday, and he was about to leave the classroom without saying anything.

"Classmates, please stay."

Takizawa subconsciously stopped, and timidly turned his head to look at Qi Feng.

Qi Feng looked slightly stunned, and suddenly realized that Takizawa Xi was not so much resistant, but rather afraid of dealing with him.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'd like to talk to you."

Takizawa Nozomi originally meant to refuse, but looking at Qi Feng's warm and warm expression, she agreed by mistake.

For some reason, it was obviously only the second time they met, but Takizawa Xi actually felt a sense of stability from Qi Feng, which she had only felt in her deceased grandmother in the past.

The two of them sat in a corner of the classroom, and they were about the same age, and they couldn't tell that they were teachers and students at all.

"Takizawa-san, do you feel very tired listening to my class? If you have any questions, you can just ask them. ”

Qi Feng's island Chinese vocabulary is not much, and it is relatively jerky, and the expression is certainly not as vivid and natural as Chinese.

Takizawa shook his head like a rattle as he held his notes.

Although Qi Feng's language is not particularly vivid, she sounds much more relaxed than other teachers.

Qi Feng relaxed a little, and chatted with Takizawa about the few questions she wanted to ask earlier.

Talking about this topic, Takizawa Nozomi quickly opened his heart, picked up his notes and asked Qi Feng some knowledge questions, even about content outside the topic.

Qi Feng listened carefully and did not hesitate to give advice on every question.

For such a student who is really immersed in learning because of love, he really hasn't met it for a long time, and naturally he has a love for Takizawa Nozomi.

At the end of the conversation, Takizawa was suddenly stunned and a little distracted.

These are all questions she wanted to ask before but didn't ask, did Qi Feng actually notice them all?

Even if she was the only student in the classroom, Qi Feng was too careful, obviously he was just lecturing for public welfare, so there was no need to care about whether the students listened or not.

"Okay, Takizawa-san, let's continue later, and you can always come to me if you have any other questions."

"Uh-huh!"

Takizawa nodded obediently, respecting Qi Feng as a teacher from the bottom of his heart, completely forgetting that the boy in front of him was about the same age as himself.

"Also, no matter what it is for, you have to take your own safety as the premise, is that okay?"

Qi Feng sighed lightly and looked at the bruises on Takizawa's cheeks.

The origin of the scar, you don't need to ask him to guess the approximate reason, the actions made by Takizawa Xi that day, not to mention that it will make the compatriots in the island country look coldly, I am afraid that even the closest family members will be disgusted with her.

Seeing Qi Feng's gaze, Takizawa Xi trembled slightly in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head to try to cover up the bruises.

“...... Then I'll take my leave. ”

Qi Feng shook his head slightly, got up and left the classroom.

When it comes to personal issues, it is naturally inconvenient for him to ask more and talk more.

It wasn't until Qi Feng walked out of the classroom that Takizawa Nozomi breathed a sigh of relief and looked up in the direction Qi Feng had left.

She stroked the stinging scars on her cheeks, and her expression became a little complicated.

Since she can remember, it seems that this is the first time she has really dealt with Chinese people.

This Qi Feng teacher is really gentle, is every Chinese person like him?

............

In the afternoon of the next day, the cultural relics appreciation lecture began.

A bunch of Edo celebrities in luxury cars came to Edo University and talked to each other in the name of lectures.

Although it was only a temporary lecture, the scale was not small, and the place where the artifacts were stored was specially hired to hire security guards.

For such a special event, many students came to join in the fun, making the originally spacious auditorium seem quite crowded.

Qi Feng and his entourage sat under the stage, looking at the list of cultural relics on display on their mobile phones, their faces were quite strange.

There are fifty or sixty cultural relics on display, and only two are from China, and they are all antiques from the last Qing Dynasty that I have never heard of, and they may be worth less than tens of thousands of yuan.

The so-called cultural relics appreciation lectures, the main thing is not the value, but the history and allusions behind the cultural relics.

On the other hand, the cultural relics from the island countries are basically precious cultural relics with a long history and profound significance, and their 2,600 years of history can be vividly displayed when the time comes.

Although everyone was unhappy, they didn't care much, after all, it was people's home field.

Qi Feng was just about to turn off his mobile phone, when he suddenly noticed that there was another piece of information in the list of cultural relics.

Treasures of the Qing Dynasty in China: Half a Night Pearl (exhibitor Takizawa Nozomi)

Nozomi Takizawa? Unexpectedly, she also brought cultural relics to be exhibited.

“...... The pearl of the night? ”

Qi Feng secretly pondered, how could he feel a little familiar with the night pearl in the last years of the Qing Dynasty?

Unable to think of it for a while, Qi Feng simply didn't think much about it first, turned his head to look around, and sure enough, he found Takisawa Xi in a location not far away.

At this time, there was still a girl sitting next to Takizawa, who was Kana Aoyama who had visited the Sannomaru Shozo Museum with her.

"I said, Xi-chan, the main theme of people at this age is either love or play, why are you immersed in these antiquities all day long?"

Kana Aoyama was quite helpless, and her relationship with Takizawa was too good, so she was also forcibly pulled to learn a lot of cultural relics.

"You said that you also handed in a cultural relic for exhibition, and you will have to explain the historical background when the time comes, do you have a manuscript ready?"

"I ......"

Takizawa was quite weak-hearted, and looked at the paper manuscript in his hand, which only had a few dozen words.

To be honest, she was purely out of support for handing in a Chinese cultural relic, and she didn't know the detailed background of this half-night pearl.