Hanyu carving fairy

The news that there was a wonderful flower among the freshmen spread throughout the entire Beiyang University almost immediately.Shen Qianqing let go of Di Jue, and took a few steps forward steadily, with a slight blush from excitement remaining on his fair face.

As soon as Di Jue walked into the classroom, the entire boiling space suddenly fell silent, and hundreds of eyes all turned to him.

Di Jue put his huge octagonal hat on his head again calmly, the long half-moon brim drooped down, almost covering most of his face, only his thin and sharp chin was exposed.

Shen Qianqing coughed, arranged him to sit in the first row closest to him, and then started today's class.

The two hours of a class is not difficult for Di Jue.Once he closes his eyes, he can sleep for hundreds of years.

After a while, he fell asleep without distraction.

Shen Qianqing arranged the homework for the class and asked everyone to finish his direct comments in class - taking this opportunity, Shen Qianqing stepped down from the podium and gently raised the brim of the octagonal hat that was in the way.

——He is still the jade carving of exiled immortals in the Ming Dynasty.Eyes closed tightly, awe-inspiring but inviolable.

Shen Qianqing stopped his irresistible mental obsession, put down his hat brim gently again, and returned to the podium.

After the lecture started again, the students found that Mr. Shen's voice was obviously low.It became as gentle as the spring breeze blowing against the face, instead of the loud voice that the students in the back row could hear.

The reason, I believe they can also guess one or two of them.

After this class was over, Shen Qianqing went to the archives room alone to check Di Jue's files.

He rummaged through all the file shelves of this year's freshmen, but he couldn't find one with the name "Shen Jue", let alone one named "Di Jue".

Shen Qianqing sighed, he knew it would be like this - he went back to the office and took out a new list, and filled it up for Di Jue seriously.

In the column of family composition, he wrote that his parents died, and he was sent to live with his cousin Shen Qianqing.

If you only look at the face without looking at the height, Di Jue does look much younger than Shen Qianqing.

Shen Qianqing raised his eyebrows and showed a smile, happily sealed the list into a leather bag, hid it in the pile of freshman files, and left the file room with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he went out, he saw Di Jue walking towards him.

"Diaoxian? What are you doing here?"

"Fake files." Di Jue replied lightly, bypassing him and going in.

"It's okay, I've already finished writing for you." Shen Qianqing stopped him, grabbed his wrist with a smile, and dragged him to the classroom.

"What's your next class—what's your major?"

"You, what do you teach, what do I listen to."

Hearing Di Jue's answer, Shen Qianqing felt the corners of his mouth curl up—but the next moment he realized: "So you came to Beiyang University just because I teach here, right? You haven't filled out the file and the formalities Yes, did you not pay the tuition fee?"

Di Jue glanced at him a little appreciatively, and bent his neck down very slowly - it seemed that he was about to nod - Shen Qianqing quickly reached out and grabbed his neck, speaking quickly: "Don't nod, wait What if the head is broken?"

"..."

"Okay." Shen Qianqing was like the naive Shen Ajiu back then, scratching his head pretending to be annoyed, and said with a smile: "You are now my cousin, and your parents are both dead and you stay at my house."

Di Jue's eyeballs moved down to Shen Qianqing's direction, but he didn't speak.

——Why does it seem that I am not in control of his two lives, but his two lives are in control of me?

Forget it, after all, this king owes him, just wait for the end of the two lives.

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