Chapter 412

I went back to school the next day.

I suddenly felt that everyone looked at me differently, with a feeling of being targeted by everyone.

I feel that I am just a heart, let the eyes that are like arrows whiz and shoot.

Qingqing took me to the bulletin board and said that I had become a man of the hour in our school.

It turned out that someone took a photo of Junsi confessing to me in the restaurant and posted it on the bulletin board.

The inside is full of pictures and texts, the content is: "Piano Prince's Love White | Leather | Book."

The scenes of the beauties whom Junsi hugged as he wished to invite the whole restaurant to eat were all recorded, which made people feel embarrassed.

Soon this incident spread all over the campus, even the neighboring schools knew it clearly, there were always many girls talking about me behind, Qingqing always ran over and told me which department flower sent me a post, which one Beauty openly declared war on me.

I'm bored to death.

Now I really feel that agreeing to Junsi is really not a good thing.

The only thing that is gratifying is that Junsi waited for me to finish class every day, and then we would have a meal with Hu Tianhai.

I am still very happy to have a dining partner who is willing to pay the bill.

After a few days of turmoil about our matter, it suddenly fell silent with lightning speed. The reason was that an exchange student came to the school, and he was a top-notch handsome guy.

It is estimated that everyone finally found a gap after "losing" Junsi.

So all the attention was diverted from me, which made me a little uncomfortable.

The origin is also that bulletin board.

It is said that someone posted all the photos of this year's exchange students on it, and one photo caused a lot of waves, saying that he is a handsome guy who is hard to see in a century.

Qingqing and I are also curious, that person can become so popular with just a photo.In terms of good looks, is there anything better than Jun Si?

It's a pity that when I arrived, the photos there had been exposed, and Qingqing and I were very disappointed.

On the way back to the dormitory, I suddenly heard that the handsome guy had transferred to the art department.

Qingqing and I cheered, are we the art department?
Haha, God really has eyes, and the moon is the first to be close to the water.

In the last big class on Western Art Appreciation, the instructor officially introduced this exchange student to us.

I thought it was a handsome blue-eyed guy from Western Europe.

But as soon as that person came in, I was stupid.

It took me a while to come back to my senses, I looked around, and all the girls in the audience were braving stars.

Everyone sighed, it really is the best.

I watched the person on the stage frown, and Qingqing almost screamed: "Am I hallucinating, why do I think this handsome guy looks so familiar, Ziqing, take a look."

"Don't pinch me, I saw it." I said sullenly.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Tang Qiuyan. I'm an exchange student this year. In the next six months, I hope we can get along happily." After speaking, he deliberately showed his charming smile that kills people.

Thunderous applause and cheers filled the room.

In this world, there is indeed preferential treatment for handsome guys.

The instructor finally told everyone to be quiet: "Qiu Yan is an exchange student this year, and he is an excellent student at Cambridge. Needless to say, he is handsome from everyone's reactions, but I want to tell you one more thing. The important thing is that student Tang is single, which is really a benefit for the girls in our class, so hurry up."

The humorous old man made the audience laugh out loud, which reminded them of a big round of applause.

Everyone was discussing and the voice was louder.

I am the only one who is very depressed. An exchange student, why should he come to our school as a high-achieving student from Cambridge? There are many universities that are better than our school. What's the point?
A lot of questions were stuck in a ball in my heart, and I felt as uncomfortable as if I was about to break out of my body. I had a premonition that he came to our class because of my relationship.

"Okay, then let's start the class, student Tang, please find a seat and sit down first."

"Sit me here."

"The seat next to me is empty."

"This location is better."

Many girls responded enthusiastically by raising their hands.

Tang Qiuyan just smiled and walked towards me

My heart was beating hard, and sure enough he was coming for me.

But why did he do this?
I stared at him hard.

It's just that he was still smiling... and walked by me.

As if he didn't see me, he passed by me, and then found a place in the last row by the window and sat down.

I always feel something is wrong.

I sneaked a few glances at him during class.

It's just that he seems to be listening to the class very seriously.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, I thought he would come to me, but he left without saying a word.

I'm really stumped as to what the hell is going on here.

This state of confusion lasted for a week. When I got home on weekends, I finally couldn't help asking Zishuang.

Zishuang seemed frustrated: "It turns out that he really went to your school, but he didn't tell me."

"By the way, Zishuang, isn't Tang Qiuyan studying medicine?"

"He also majored in aesthetics and business. He is a genius. All credits have been completed in advance." Zishuang's tone was actually very proud.

It turned out to be the case.

He is a genius, I have known for a long time, when he first entered junior high school, he had already reached the level of a college student.

"Brother Qiuyan has always admired Mr. Baishi from your college. Before he came back, he was always busy with a lot of formalities. At that time, I guessed that he might be going to your school."

This is the case, no wonder he will be transferred to our department.

(End of this chapter)

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