Sunday.

Chen Zhihe went to the training school as usual.

During the morning break, Chen Zhihe informed the students in advance that he would be busy next weekend and another teacher would take his place.

A student asked, teacher, what's wrong with you? Are you in love?

Chen Zhihe glanced at Duan Yao nervously, then looked at the talkative student and said it was okay, there was a party in the college and he needed to perform.

Only then did he give up.

At noon, he was pestered by students asking questions, so he could only have a working meal in school.

In the afternoon, Duan Yao and Zhao Wanchen left after class. Chen Zhihe packed up his things and ran down.

When I came downstairs, I looked around. Everyone was gone and Duan Yao was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Zhihe could only comfort himself. He didn't always have the chance, so he couldn't act too hastily.

However, looking at the empty downstairs, Chen Zhihe felt a little disappointed.

After forcing himself to cheer up, Chen Zhihe drove away feeling a little unhappy.

What Chen Zhihe didn't know was that in the milk tea shop across the road, Duan Yao and Zhao Wanchen saw all this.

"Yaoyao, please see clearly. I have long said that he has evil intentions, and it is true." Zhao Wanchen looked at Duan Yao proudly and said.

It turned out that after sending them back last time, Zhao Wanchen still felt that there was something wrong with Chen Zhihe, so she came up with this method to test.

After class, the two quickly took them to the milk tea shop opposite and hid.

Through the glass, it is difficult to observe the inside from the outside, but from the inside, looking across the road, it is clear.

The whole process of Chen Zhihe chasing down, looking around, and then driving away in despair fell into the eyes of Duan Yao and Zhao Wanchen.

"Then you tell me... what should I do?" Duan Yao was a little happy, a little confused, and a little embarrassed. She had never been in a relationship without saying whether this matter was strange or not.

Duan Yao was a little overwhelmed when he encountered this kind of thing for the first time.

Although she had already guessed in her mind, she still found it unbelievable after it was actually verified.

Although he was not sure when Chen Zhihe started to like her, Duan Yao had an intuition that it was the first time they met.

Because when she first saw Chen Zhihe, she felt a strange sense of closeness that she couldn't explain clearly.

However, from the way Chen Zhihe looked at her, she was sure that the other party knew her. This made her very confused and the reason why she found it difficult to accept.

A reasonable guess is that maybe she just looks like the girl he likes?

"What should I do? It's an obvious thing. If you like it, accept it. If you don't like it, we won't come." Zhao Wanchen said.

"Then do you think I should like him?" Duan Yao was very entangled in his heart. Although he might just look like the girl he likes, he clearly felt a special sense of closeness.

"Haha, you ask me this kind of thing? You have to ask yourself." Zhao Wanchen looked at Duan Yao with a strange expression and said.

Sighing, Duan Yao shook his head, saying that he didn't know.

"Didn't Teacher Chen say that there is a party in their college next week? Let's go and see it then? How about asking about this person by the way?" Zhao Wanchen saw Duan Yao's confusion and had a sudden thought.

Duan Yao thought for a while. Anyway, there was nothing to do on weekend nights. It was okay to go and have a look. It was not far away.

…

The week passed quickly.

The military training for new students is basically over.

On Saturday, there was the closing party of the school's military training, and Chen Zhihe did not go.

Because they were all dragged to the courtyard office by He Linsen for the final rehearsal for tomorrow night's party.

Fortunately, things went smoothly, the quality of the program was acceptable, and organizer He Linsen was praised by the counselor.

It's just that Ruan Mi has some objections to Chen Zhihe's music.

Because there was a boy among the freshmen who also played the erhu in the program. It turned out that he was not very proficient in the music that was submitted. After practicing for a while, Ruan Mi was still not satisfied. When asked what he was best at, he said "Horse Racing".

I asked him to try it, and it worked really well.

After all, the freshmen are the protagonists of the social party for new and old students, so I have no choice but to accept Chen Zhihe’s song.

Chen Zhihe didn't care, and thought about it for a while. Fortunately, he had played a lot of songs, so he would just choose another one.

After much deliberation, Chen Zhihe thought of "The Grave of Infatuation". He accidentally heard this song on the Internet and felt that the song was quite suitable for playing on the erhu, so he tried it several times, so he remembered it deeply.

I showed it to Ruan Mi, and Ruan Mi's eyes lit up, she clapped her hands and agreed, and decided on the spot that this was the song.

"Did you write it?" Ruan Mi asked Chen Zhihe in disbelief.

"That's what I heard." Chen Zhihe said casually, because it was generally correct, but he couldn't remember some details clearly.

"Haha, what's your name?" Ruan Mi asked, not too lazy to argue with Chen Zhihe.

"Let's call it "Infatuation Division"."

Ruan Mi listened and nodded. It was quite in line with the artistic conception. Then he curled his lips and said that the names he heard from him were all given on the spot. Who were you kidding?

After rehearsing, everyone was satisfied, and the counselor announced that it was time to leave.

It’s about five o’clock on Sunday afternoon.

The four people in dormitory 404 arrived at the backstage of the school auditorium.

The party starts at 6:30, so you need to prepare in advance.

The academy has made good arrangements, and the program team and performers have prepared packed lunches.

During the meal, Xu Xiaoran said that everyone in dormitory 601 came to join in the fun today, and even said with a happy face that Zuo Wanjia had prepared flowers for him.

It was already dark at half past six. The auditorium was very big, but there were quite a lot of people sitting there. The School of Economics and Management was a large courtyard with many students, and it was the weekend. As soon as the counselor asked, everyone who could come came.

Chen Zhihe closed his eyes and meditated in the background. He was very tired from the past two days. He was even more tired than reading a book.

Thinking again, Chen Zhihe felt very regretful that he missed the opportunity to meet Duan Yao today.

What he didn't know was that Duan Yao and Zhao Wanchen had quietly entered the auditorium.

In college, it is not difficult to find out about this kind of thing. When they enter the school, with their pretty girly appearance, they ask a few passers-by and an enthusiastic senior brother will help guide them.

"So the university is like this, it's really nice." Looking at the lively scene in the auditorium, Zhao Wanchen and Duan Yao, who were sitting in the back row, whispered.

Duan Yao kept nodding, and both of them looked around with envy and longing on their faces.

Xu Xiaoran's show was in front of Chen Zhihe. After singing, Zuo Wanjia walked onto the stage holding flowers, gave them to Xu Xiaoran, and hugged her, causing the whole audience to scream.

Duan Yao and Zhao Wanchen in the back row watched with gusto.

Finally, when Chen Zhihe appeared, he announced the music and performers.

When the lights dimmed, Chen Zhihe, wearing a long coat, sat in the center of the stage, and the spotlight turned on, shining on him.

Duan Yao and Zhao Wanchen perked up and saw that it was their teacher Chen.

Before the show started, Chen Zhihe said into the microphone: "A song of "Infatuation" is dedicated to my favorite person, thank you all."

The sound of the erhu sounded, and the melodious and moving tune flowed. This song played on the erhu did have a unique sadness and moving feeling.

"'Infatuation Division'? Who are you infatuated with? Who do you like?" Duan Yao was fascinated by this, but questions kept rising in his heart.

At the end of the song, there was thunderous applause.

Suddenly, a girl rushed up from the front row, holding a handful of red roses in her hand, and ran to Chen Zhihe.

The girl was Huang Huan. She held up the rose and handed it to Chen Zhihe, looking at him expectantly.

Chen Zhihe was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and took the rose.

Whether you like it or not, it would be outrageous to say no in this situation.

Huang Huan opened her arms, and Chen Zhihe stepped forward and hugged her gently.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huang Huan leaned into Chen Zhihe's ear and whispered "I like you". After that, he quickly kissed Chen Zhihe's side face and ran off the stage shyly.

The audience cheered and Chen Zhihe was a little confused, but he still bowed and left the stage gracefully.

Ruan Mi at the bottom didn't know why, but he cursed "scumbag" in a low voice.

Duan Yao, who was sitting in the back row, looked at it and his body stiffened. It turned out to be a song for someone else.

Zhao Wanchen glanced angrily at the empty stage, turned her head and was about to comfort Duan Yao.

"Let's go." Duan Yao shook his head, pulled Zhao Wanchen up and left.

…

That’s it for today~
Chapter completed!