Feng Yu smelled the faint fragrance of roses and stayed away for several nights. Hundreds of bottles of ointment still stubbornly exerted their effect and persisted for a long time.
Before the ridicule in Feng Yu's heart settled down, he smelled a faint milky fragrance hidden under the rose fragrance. It was just too light, and it was hidden under the mature rose fragrance for a moment, and no trace could be seen.
Feng Yu's sense of smell suddenly seemed to be caught by something, and he greedily wanted to get a glimpse of the faint milky fragrance, but it was like it was covered by a seal, leaving only the burning fragrance of roses, making the sexy and enchanting fragrance become vulgar and dull.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Gu Cici was a little surprised. Feng Yu showed no less gentleness than Lu Zhiyuan. Lu Zhiyuan pretended to be three points, Feng Yu could pretend to be five points. She didn't want to pay attention to others and she would do all she could to show off. This was... nothing hear?
Gu Cici asked again tentatively: "Shen Guangyao, what's wrong with him?" During the whole process, Gu Cici paid great attention to her distance from him. She would not use the same methods to deal with Shen Guangyao. She would take action against Feng Yu. At this time, the person must be defenseless and fatal with one blow.
Feng Yu glanced at her, an arm's length away, with pure confusion written on his face, and nothing else except the fragrance of roses.
Feng Yu retracted her thoughts and looked at the photos on her phone: "I'm sick."
"Injured? Chuchu said he had a cold?"
"I probably think it's not honorable to show off one's cruelty."
"He fought with someone? And he lost!" The key point is the last three words, being beaten, not mentioning it, not fighting back, who did it with, or who did it with Shen Guangyao.
"Do you care about him?" Feng Yu looked at Gu CiCi thoughtfully. It was undeniable that she had a good skin. He didn't think she was ugly at first. At least she would not wrong Mr. Lu by standing next to him.
Hearing this, Gu Cici glanced at him, as if he didn't understand why he asked obvious questions and used that weird tone.
But because the two of them were not familiar with each other and could not show it directly, Gu Cici did not care about it, but was polite and aloof: "It seems to be very hurt, thank you, Chu Chu has gone far, goodbye." Gu Cici did not follow him in the end. After thinking about it, he turned around and dialed Shen Guangyao's phone number after thanking him: "Going to get some fresh air? Is the air fresh?"
Shen Guangyao quickly retracted his elegance from teasing the little nurse. He looked serious for a moment, and his tone became more casual: "It's fresh, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. I'll ask Brother Lu to bring you here to stay for two days."
"Go to the hospital and stay with a plaster for two days? Are you not thinking too hard?" Gu CiCi said in a sarcastic tone.
Hearing the unabashed intimacy in her tone, Feng Yu frowned and walked away as well. It was time for Shen Guangyao and Gu Cici to separate for some time.
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"Ci Ci, have you seen the results of the announcement posted on the bulletin board? I don't know who reported Professor Song for being self-serving and only favoring outstanding students, regardless of ordinary students. Although what the whistleblower said is right, I was inexplicably Is it really okay for me to be classified as an ordinary student and let me know how much I weigh too soon?"
Gu CiCi didn't see it, she turned her back to the bulletin board: "What is the result?"
Zhou Xiaolan shrugged: "What else can there be? The school said that Professor Song is a doctoral tutor and does not participate in teaching. It also listed Professor Song's insistence on coming to our class at the same time as Professor Yang's teaching status and video materials, making it clear. Professor Song is a bonus, Professor Yang is a lecturer in a large class, so the report is not valid. You said who is so full that you report Professor Song? Didn’t you notice that we have two big professors in each class?"
Li Wenqiong came over and said, "Professor Song did not counsel the person who reported the report. The person who reported it was unhappy."
Zhou Xiaolan: "It's not like we don't have tutoring. Sometimes Professor Song also tutors us. All of us have been tutored to some extent."
Li Wenqiong: “The person who reported it didn’t think so.”
Gu CiCi sighed: "He stood around me for too long. It's inevitable that someone will be unhappy."
"Whether you are happy or not, you have the ability to attract Professor Song's attention with your skills!" Zhou Xiaolan said this very loudly.
Gu CiCi felt ashamed that she relied on other things besides her ability, but Xiaolan said it was her ability, so she could only work harder and rely on her ability to speak: "I'll go out for a while."
"what you do?"
"There's something wrong." Professor Song is indeed a little partial to her, especially recently, which is not good for Professor Song.
Gu CiCi knocked on the office door.
Yang Laozheng talked about being reported to Professor Song in a lively manner: "You, as long as a bowl of water is balanced, the current students don't care whether you let me join the class or not. You are here anyway. If you don't guide them, it's your fault."
Song Moshan was also angry: "Why don't I have guidance? They have to have something for me to guide. Putting a painting there, with no characteristics, no heat and no spirit, is equivalent to asking me to teach them how to use wood to build an aircraft carrier. How can I teach them?"
"Your attack range is a bit large, so I can only teach you how to tie the raft?"
"You are Zheng He."
"Okay, don't make up for it, it won't come back..." Come on, Professor Yang looked up and saw his beloved disciple, and quickly put down his hot health tea: "Here comes Cici, come in, do you have any paintings that you want to guide, teacher?"
I happen to be free?"
Gu CiCi had no choice but to say: "I am painting for you. I am looking for Professor Song."
Before Song Moshan moved, Professor Yang said hurriedly: "He is here." He looked closer to the ancient Ci Ci.
Song Moshan was too lazy to argue with him.
Gu CiCi was already embarrassed and said: "Professor Song, I don't know if it's me who is entrusting the university. If, I mean if, Professor Song wants to tutor me in class, I wonder if he can spare an hour and a half for me alone after school.
After all, there are many people in the big class, so I am embarrassed to take up too much of Professor Song's time."
Professor Yang immediately sighed after hearing this. The young apprentice is sensible. In this way, Song Dashan would not have to take a big class and have the thankless task of being reported. The person who reported it was also stupid. He just thought he was being treated differently and shamelessly asked Song Dashan directly.
, he could still give me a few words of guidance, but now it’s fine, there’s nothing left.
Song Moshan was very excited: "One and a half hours after school!" Learn the lessons he arranged.
Professor Yang reminded him: "Ci Ci has to learn dancing from her master after school." Are you tired?
Song Moshan thought about it and said, "How about changing it to class? You go to my laboratory alone for every major class."
Professor Yang quits, why, whose study is it...
Gu CiCi smiled and said: "I'm not tired. Master Yang's class is very interesting. It can inspire more inspiration when you have free time. I don't know if Professor Song will be inconvenient at noon."
“Convenient, convenient.”
Professor Yang was very satisfied with what his beloved disciple said about his master, but he was not a senior enough person to hold a grand apprenticeship banquet: "Can my class really inspire you?"
"Of course, it's humorous, explains things in simple terms, and is full of life philosophy."
After a conversation, everyone was satisfied.
The freshman design department soon discovered that Mr. Song’s direct-to-doctoral supervisor no longer took care of them. They had not been Mr. Song’s students for a few months, and they had nothing to gain even after their reputation.
What caught people off guard was that in the afternoon, Song Gallery proposed to cooperate with the Fine Arts Department of Teikoku University to participate in the exhibition. However, because Song Gallery wanted quality, there were only ten places for all current students.
All possible inside information was completely separated from the freshmen and sophomores after Song Moshan left. Those who can be admitted to the Imperial University of Technology are the proud ones, and there are many who have reached the pinnacle of artistic attainments. These ten places are for the juniors.
The possibility is very low.
"Who reported Mr. Song?"
"Is your brain sick? It would be good to know a few big guys who are here to inquire about the news at this time."
"It's okay for a little shrimp like me to give you guidance when the big boss is taking classes."
"Damn it, the person who reported it will never graduate!"
"Jealousy changes human nature beyond recognition."
Shi Sinian did not expect that the Song Gallery would suddenly cooperate with their school, but she also understood that it was because of Song Moshan that the Song Gallery and the Imperial University of Technology came to an agreement. Otherwise, there were so many fine arts academies across the country that there would be no need to choose the Imperial University of Technology.
And with Song Moshan here, there will only be more opportunities to cooperate with Song Gallery in the future, and these cooperations will not only accumulate reputation, but I knew it... I knew it...
Shi Sinian also regretted it. The cooperation must have been negotiated privately for a long time. If she endured it a little longer, she might not be able to have the convenience of seeing Professor Song every day——
The only thing that Shi Sinian can comfort herself now is that she has no chance, and neither does Gucici.
"Are you going to take Professor Song's doctoral tutoring class?" Zhou Xiaolan was not surprised. Professor Song's preference for ancient Ci is very obvious, and the ancient Ci is indeed very powerful. Not only Professor Song is stared at by many professors, but Professor Yang is also not shy about it.
Said he was a first round winner.
"Um."
"Cherish it carefully, maybe you will be chosen."
"How come, there are so many seniors here, but it's not bad to be able to study with the seniors. Wait for me to help you crush them."
Zhou Xiaolan is very confident: "Let them know what talent is."
Shi Sinian's teeth were almost broken. Why! But no matter how unconvinced she was, she couldn't control who Song Moshan allowed to attend his doctoral tutoring class!
"Shi Si Nian, Shi Si Nian..."
Ancient Ci Ci, Zhou Xiaolan heard the voice and looked over.
Shi Sinian forced a smile to talk to his friend.
Gu Cici glanced at her and said nothing, because the matter of reporting cannot be said to be wrong. Under the same general environment, it is a normal demand of students to rather not have it than to have it.
So these people don't have to take Professor Song's class in the future. Aren't they very happy?