Chapter 139: Is this your boyfriend?

From Christmas to the end of December, in just one week, Kyoto University's campus was decorated with a festive atmosphere to welcome the professors from CAM.

Perhaps to fit the atmosphere, Kyoto University's cafeteria also hung up red banners advertising half-price meals.

The campus is starting to become deserted.

On December 30th, Xu Yihuan went to the minister to collect her clothes, and then, wearing the clothes and high heels, she went with the deputy secretary of the college's party branch and the counselor to scout out the location of Peking University.

They didn't stop until the deputy secretary said it was okay.

When Xu Yihuan returned to her dormitory, her heels were incredibly tired.

But Xu Yihuan couldn't stop; she still had to review her speech for tomorrow, which was uncertain.

Even now, Tang Wanhua hasn't told her whether it's her or not, but as long as there's even the slightest possibility, she won't allow herself to give a prepared speech.

"Huanhuan, tomorrow's event will be led by the minister, hehe. I'll use my position to produce a video for you."

Xu Yihuan smiled and said, "Okay then."

"It's a pity that I have to get up at 5:30 tomorrow. I don't know what's wrong with those foreigners. They arrived at 8 o'clock. Are they jet-lagged and so excited?"

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December 31st, the last day of the Jia Chen Year of the Dragon.

Beijing is located at 40 degrees north latitude, and even after the winter solstice, the nights are still particularly long.

Six o'clock in the morning.

There were already sounds of people getting up in girls' dormitory 314.

Xu Yihuan and Lu Anlan got ready and left at seven o'clock sharp, but it was still dark outside.

Xu Yihuan had her hair up like a flight attendant, wearing a uniform and leather shoes, and walked downstairs in high heels.

As soon as she stepped outside, Xu Yihuan felt the cold wind seeping into her body from every nook and cranny.

Although he was wearing a down jacket over his clothes, the zipper couldn't be zipped all the way up, so his uniform underneath had to be exposed, which must have been quite cold.

I arrived at the South Gate right on time at 7:40.

At that moment, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

The vice-principal, the deputy secretary of the college's Party branch, and counselors—a large group of people—stood at the entrance, clearly attaching great importance to this exchange.

The counselor waved to Xu Yihuan, who jogged over and stood behind the counselor.

Xu Yihuan's appearance was very abrupt.

All eyes were on her.

The deputy secretary of the Party branch eagerly pulled Xu Yihuan aside and introduced her: "This is Xu Yihuan, the guide sent by our Foreign Language Association."

Xu Yihuan bowed slightly.

"Hello, teacher."

Regardless of anything else, everyone is addressed as "teacher".

The leaders didn't seem to care much, and simply nodded in a friendly manner.

To ease the tension, I said a couple of things, "You're going to have a lot of work to do today, haha."

Xu Yihuan smiled and said, "It's what I should do."

After waiting at the entrance for a while, three to five minutes after eight o'clock, two minivans finally stopped at the school gate.

Seven or eight foreigners in sharp suits got out of the car, wearing domestically made jackets they had just bought nearby.

Clearly, they did not expect that temperatures in China could drop below zero.

Xu Yihuan thought she was going to go forward to greet them, but the counselor tugged at her sleeve, preventing her from moving.

Xu Yihuan then noticed that no matter which leader it was, they didn't move an inch, but their faces were beaming with warm smiles, as if they couldn't be more welcoming to their arrival.

The school leaders warmly shook hands with the foreigners only after they approached.

While they were chatting, they casually pushed Xu Yihuan out.

Xu Yihuan introduced herself and then led them on a half-day campus tour.

The main campus of Kyoto University covers 3,000 acres, and it is almost impossible to visit the entire campus.

Xu Yihuan could only introduce the area by area.

From the outer ring of famous scenic spots, such as Weiming Lake and Boya Tower, all the way to the indoor cultural center and reading room.

As for museums like the history museum at Kyoto University, they are naturally inconvenient for foreigners to enter.

These foreigners' questions are often more tricky than the last.

When Xu Yihuan chatted with them, she could sense that they seemed more interested in the humanities at Peking University. So, Xu Yihuan shifted the focus of her introduction from the scenery to the humanities.

The deputy secretary noticed that the content was different from yesterday's rehearsal.

Seeing how interested the foreigner was, I nodded inwardly.

The meeting ended at 11:15 AM, and we had only covered about 70-80% of the material. Fortunately, it was lunchtime by then.

Xu Yihuan's hands were now red and numb from the cold, because she needed to constantly reach out to indicate where their gazes should be.

What happens after the meal is no longer her concern.

Xu Yihuan led several professors to the private room, where Tan Zhixu was waiting at the door.

The teachers and professors walked in front, with Xu Yihuan and Tan Zhixu following behind. Their eyes met briefly.

Just as Tan Zhixu was about to follow her inside, Xu Yihuan was preparing to leave.

A voice came from the front.

"Xu, aren't you going to eat with us?"

It was that psychology professor named James. He had handsome features, a high nose bridge, light-colored eyes, and blond hair. He looked to be only about thirty years old, very young and handsome.

Just as Xu Yihuan was about to say something, her hand was grabbed by the counselor again.

"Yes, Yihuan, you should come and have dinner with us."

Xu Yihuan couldn't refuse, so she went into the private room as well.

To be honest, the heating in the private room was on full blast; it was much warmer than outside.

Inside the private room, two students from the integrated media program were already waiting: Lu Anlan and Zhou Yanzhe.

Xu Yihuan pretended not to see Zhou Yanzhe and went about her business.

But when Zhou Yanzhe saw Xu Yihuan at this moment...

Some of them lost their minds.

The flashbulbs kept going off at Xu Yihuan, which made Lu Anlan glare at him angrily.

He took so many photos, so what did he take?

But there was no other way; to maintain balance, I had to take pictures from every corner.

James seems to have noticed something interesting.

His gaze swept over the group of people, and he coughed lightly twice.

"Xu, could you take me to the restroom?"

Xu Yihuan immediately stood up with a smile: "Of course, no problem, this way please."

James followed Xu Yihuan out the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw the boy who had been chatting with Xu Yihuan was still standing outside.

A flicker of interest crossed his eyes.

He studied psychology, so he could naturally see what was going on with these people.

I never expected freshmen to be so interesting.

On the way to the restroom, James casually asked, "Was that guy your boyfriend?"

James didn't specify which boy he was referring to, and Xu Yihuan assumed he was talking about Zhou Yanzhe.

He frowned and shook his head: "No."

James didn't ask any more questions and happened to walk to the restroom.

"Thank you for your help."

Xu Yihuan shook her head: "It's nothing."

James went in not long ago.

Tan Zhixu followed and took out a few hand warmers from his pocket and handed them to Xu Yihuan.

"Take this and use it first. It's too cold outside, don't catch a cold."