Returning to the homeland.

The mood is always inevitably fluctuating.

Looking at the familiar Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts, looking at the various buildings with high-rise buildings, it seems that I have had a long dream.

Compared to two years ago.

Today's Academy of Fine Arts has actually changed too much.

The students who were in the same class as themselves at the beginning have already graduated and left, either to join a new life, or to stay in school to teach, or to leave for their dreams and future.

Slow.

Walk through the wind and rain.

Ning Chen, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, occasionally squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts.

Occasionally, I would nod and say hello to students passing by.

Thanks to her outstanding appearance, even standing there is like a sculpture.

It can still attract the attention of many students, most of them are girls, and after seeing Ning Chen, their eyes are shining.

Ning Chen touched his nose and smiled without saying a word.

Years passed, he had become accustomed to this high-profile reality, and after a short stay, Ning Chen was ready to go to the place where he used to live.

On the way.

Suddenly stopped by the security of the Academy of Fine Arts, according to the rules, all outsiders who enter the Academy of Fine Arts must make notes in advance.

However, it was the first time that Ning Chen was wandering in the Academy of Fine Arts so openly.

The young man who looked like the captain at the head took a few steps forward, and was just about to ask Ning Chen what was going on, his eyes were suddenly stunned, and then he looked at Ning Chen in a daze for a few seconds.

"Dust, Brother Chen?"

The young man cowered and took a few steps back, looking shocked.

Ning Chen subconsciously raised the paper umbrella, and through the hazy drizzle, he finally recognized this young man, Qin Shou!

When I first entered school, I was one of my friends who had a relationship at the same table.

However, due to some reasons, the two became less and less in contact until today, a few years later, when they met again.

"It turned out to be you stinky boy."

Ning Chen kicked over, and then looked puzzled, "Why are you wearing this?" ”

"After I graduated, I was too reluctant to think about the Academy of Fine Arts, so I simply took care of the home here." Qin Shou tugged at the electric baton on his uniform and waist, and said in a proud tone.

Ning Chen smiled lightly, "It seems that I am very satisfied with this job." ”

"It's good, it's good."

Qin Shou snorted, and then showed his signature cheap smile, "I go to work at eight o'clock every day, get up at nine o'clock, get off work at five o'clock, and get home at four o'clock." ”

Ning Chen, "......"

Reaching out and patting Qin Shou's shoulder, Ning Chen expressed his depression implicitly.

Qin Shou scratched his ears with an unnatural expression, as if he was still in shock, and after coming back to his senses, he asked urgently, "Brother Chen, haven't you already left?" ”

Today.

Qin Shou still remembers the scenes that happened in Fengtian two years ago.

Although I have never experienced it personally, that kind of magnificent and exciting event is still used by some people as a conversation after tea and dinner, and I will reminisce about it.

The four families at the top of Fengtian completely collapsed because of this person in front of them.

The dignified Lu family was even reduced to a pile of ashes.

The Li family, the Zhou family, and even the Chen family, in the power struggle at that time, could only remain silent except for silence.

It's a pity that Ning Chen, who was almost at the pinnacle of power at that time, actually left.

One year or two years.

This man, who was once worshiped as a god by the outside world, suddenly appeared in Fengtian Academy again, and stood in front of him so openly.

If Qin Shou hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe it.

"Now it's back."

Ning Chen reached out and stroked the scarf on his shoulder, revealing a mouthful of brilliant white teeth.

There are still a few colleagues standing behind Qin Shou, who should have been recruited later, so for the time being, Ning Chen's origin is not clear, but looking at Qin Shou's groveling attitude, he can also understand a thing or two.

Raising his head, Ning Chen said in a quiet tone, "In the past two years, the development of the Academy of Fine Arts has been good, right?" ”

Qin Shou nodded, "It's okay." ”

"If it's okay, I'll keep walking." Ning Chen's gaze fell to a certain location and said.

"Zhao Da Beauty, but I'm still waiting for you."

Qin Shou naturally knew the emotional bond between Ning Chen and Zhao Wanqing.

And the crux of Zhao Wanqing's always being single is because of the extremely handsome man in front of her.

After the drizzle, after saying goodbye to Qin Shou.

Ning Chen went straight to Zhao Wanqing's office, it seemed that he had gone to class, and the wind on the windowsill was blowing slowly, and a fragrance unique to women permeated the entire house.

Familiar taste.

Spread out the pages in front of the table, the beautiful handwriting that had not been seen for a long time, and a few old photos sandwiched between the books.

"There's still me."

Ning Chen sat on Zhao Wanqing's seat, picked up a photo, and looked at himself with a bright smile in the picture, and couldn't help but sigh for a long time.

This stunning woman, known as the iceberg, is not the kind of arrogant character that rejects people thousands of miles away, deep in her heart, there is actually such a dream person who dare not forget it.

Da-da-da-da!

I don't know how long it has been.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the office.

Ning Chen didn't turn his attention away, still lowered his head, carefully looking at the photo in front of the table.

With his current realm and familiarity with Zhao Wanqing, the person who came was not Zhao Wanqing.

If it's not, why bother?

"Sister Wanqing, are you really not going to attend tonight's party?"

The person who came probably saw that the door was open, and did not look at the situation inside, and opened his mouth to say.

Just walked in.

I saw a young strange man, sitting on Zhao Wanqing's office chair, looking down and flipping through books.

"Who are you?"

The person who came was stunned at first, then stood at the door with his hands around and a cold face, "Who let you enter Sister Wanqing's office casually?" ”

Ning Chen raised his head and found a young woman standing at the door.

At the age of twenty, he looks delicate, dresses luxuriously, and stands there with a noble temperament.

Glancing at it lightly, Ning Chen retracted his gaze and spit out two words faintly, friend.

The woman, whose real name is Qi Xiang, narrowed her eyes again, when Ning Chen looked at herself just now, she thought that the other party would inevitably be a nymphomaniac because of her outstanding appearance.

In the end, it just passed by in a flash.

Is this to see yourself as a goddess-level figure?

Or is the other party a hillbilly, for fear that if you look at yourself more, you will blaspheme yourself?

"Friends?"

Qi Xiang felt a surge of anger in her heart for no reason, he sneered twice, and continued, "Why didn't I know, Sister Wanqing has such a friend as you?" ”

Pedal stare.

After taking a few steps, he stood in front of Ning Chen with such an imposing momentum, snapped, and his five fingers immediately pressed the book under Ning Chen's eyes, "Who are you?" ”

Ning Chen raised his brows slowly, "I need to explain to you?" ”

"You ......"

Qi Xiang opened her mouth and was speechless.

For a while, I didn't know how to refute it.

(End of chapter)