Chapter 168 "Little Qu, Teacher Zhuang"

Qu He had no clue about Grandpa Yu's suggestion to "re-experience the past life".

It wasn't until Zhuang Bieyan placed a "Back to Eighteen" project proposal in front of her that things changed.

"What is this?" she asked, flipping it open.

The plan was in duplicate. Zhuang Bieyan took his copy and explained, "Since we're going to experience it all over again, let's start from our second meeting."

Qu He was puzzled: "But I was only sixteen when we met the second time."

Zhuang Bieyan replied seriously, "Ahe, minors are not allowed to date."

Qu He: "...."

As expected of Zhuang Jiayushu, he always keeps the core socialist values ​​in mind.

Amused by his serious demeanor, she began to peruse the project proposal with great interest.

As expected of a farewell banquet, the plan was meticulous and well-organized, with every detail clearly listed, including the time and place.

Watch a movie, visit the bookstore we used to go to, stroll through the old streets, watch the sunrise and fireworks show at Luanshan Mountain, and visit Beicheng University...

Zhuang Bieyan sat opposite her, looking into her shimmering eyes, his heart softening.

Ah He, this time, I can finally participate in your entire eighteenth year in a legitimate way.

Over the next few days, they strictly followed the plan for their "dates," which were warm and harmonious, but Qu He's memory made no progress.

"Why……."

She nestled on the living room sofa and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhuang Bieyan had just finished a video conference and came out of his study when he heard the voice and asked, "What's wrong? You look so worried."

"nothing,"

Qu He counted on her fingers, her tone dejected, "I just feel that at this rate, I might really have to wait until next March to go see Grandpa Yu for hypnosis."

"You know, we've reviewed everything we needed to review these past few days, and even tried things we'd never done before. We're practically going back to school to study again, so why isn't there any sign of me regaining my memories?"

“Then let’s go back to school again.” Zhuang Bieyan said naturally.

"Huh?" She was just saying it casually; she didn't actually mean to go to school.

"Perfect timing! The Finance Department of Beicheng University has invited me to give a keynote speech at an academic forum tomorrow."

He walked behind the sofa, looking down at her with a faint smile in his eyes. "So, Miss Qu, would you do me the honor of attending my class?"

Qu He looked up at him.

He had just come out of the study, still wearing those refined and austere gold-rimmed glasses. His gaze behind the lenses was deep, and combined with his relaxed and casual attire, he exuded a kind of noble sexiness.

Her heart fluttered with a strange, almost irresistible, attraction, and she teased him, "Oh, is Mr. Zhuang going to transform into Teacher Zhuang and give a lecture?"

"It was my first time facing so many students, so I was a little nervous."

He followed her words, his tone carrying a rare hint of vulnerability, and slowly raised his hand to take off his glasses.

The movements were as if they were sped up by 0.5x, and an invisible tension permeated the entire living room.

He casually tossed his glasses onto the sofa, then leaned over, resting one hand on the back of the sofa behind her, and gently lifted her chin with the other, before lowering his head to cover her lips with his.

"I need Xiao Qu's help to cheer me on." His whisper disappeared between their pressed lips.

This kiss, which he initiated and carried a hint of control, forced Qu He to tilt her head back and endure it, her waist unconsciously rising higher and higher.

Over time, my lower back started to feel weak and sore.

Just a second before her back was about to collapse, Zhuang Bieyan seemed to have anticipated it.

His large hands slipped under her knees and back, and with a little effort, he lifted her steadily in his arms and strode toward the bedroom.

"What are you doing!"

"Charging a fee for attending the course is not excessive."

The night outside the window is gentle, and the spring atmosphere inside is just right.

The Finance Department of Beicheng University was unusually lively this morning.

The campus was filled with many unfamiliar faces dressed in formal attire, hurrying along, including reporters from financial media outlets.

The large lecture hall, which could originally accommodate hundreds of people, was already packed to capacity. Even the back row and the aisle in the middle were temporarily filled with seats. Looking around, girls made up the vast majority of the students.

"My God, what have we done to deserve this invitation from Zhuang Bieyan! Today we'll finally get to meet the legendary Zhuang Yushu!"

"That's right! The counselor posted a notice in the group chat yesterday, and people were already reserving seats in the middle of the night!"

"I've been swooning over all the sweet moments between this couple online, and today I can finally see them in person! I wonder if Qu He will come?"

The sound of whispering conversations filled the air as everyone discussed the topic, their eyes brimming with anticipation.

As they were talking, the door to the classroom was pushed open, and the college leaders walked in first.

The people who followed immediately silenced the entire classroom.

Immediately following was thunderous applause.

The forum sharing session officially began. After the leaders of the college gave their speeches, it was Zhuang Bieyan's turn to share.

He wore a well-tailored dark suit with a white shirt underneath, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

He stood on the podium, nodding slightly, his posture upright and his noble and imposing demeanor instantly capturing everyone's attention.

The college also launched a live stream for this sharing session, which was conducted simultaneously online and offline.

However, many people's attention was not on the PowerPoint presentation behind him at all, but focused entirely on his face and the understated yet luxurious diamond ring on his hand.

The live stream comment section was even more lively:

[Dumplings without filling]: Those who are badmouthing this couple's relationship can shut up now! The diamond ring is blindingly bright!

[As the banquet music begins, pure love takes center stage]: I'm crying my eyes out! My favorite couple is not only alive, but they're also showing off their love!

[Miss Money]: I'm there! Boss Zhuang is a million times more handsome in person than in photos! His charisma is amazing!

[My readers are so smart]: I noticed that from the second part onwards, Mr. Zhuang's eyes kept glancing towards the upper left corner. He looked at it every few minutes.

[Young Lady Money]: Ahhh! All I can say is, real couples are the best to ship!!

【The Rabbit Who Wants Freedom】: Miss, stop keeping me in suspense! Is Qu He really here?! Just like I guessed?

Qu He didn't want to come in the first place. She made a scene at home until late last night and couldn't get up in the morning.

But then she remembered that she had never seen Zhuang Bieyan speak publicly in such a setting before.

I somehow ended up here anyway.

But she hadn't forgotten the proposal, and even dressed up carefully to fit the theme.

I intended to sneak in, blend into the crowd, catch a glimpse of him, and then leave.

But from the moment she slipped in, she met his gaze.

Is this person an eagle?

Such sharp eyesight?

His smiling eyes would sweep over me every few minutes.

Soon, someone noticed something was wrong, and the surrounding students all turned to look, causing a commotion.

Fearing that it would disrupt the order, Qu He had no choice but to quietly slip out again.

I sent him my location when it was almost over, telling him that I was waiting for him at the coffee shop near the library entrance.

Perhaps all the students went to join the fun today, because the coffee shop was almost empty.

Qu He was sitting by the window in the coffee shop. Just as she put down her phone, a boy wearing a sweatshirt and with a buzz cut walked over.

He was refreshing and sunny, with delicate features and a youthful charm unique to college students.

The way they looked at me seemed a little off.

"Hello, classmate,"

The boy scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "I've seen you sitting here alone for a long time. Are you waiting for someone?"

He had come to wait for a friend, but he was unexpectedly drawn to her and ended up watching her for a long time without realizing it.

When Qu He looked up at him, the boy's ears turned red at a visible speed, and he was too embarrassed to meet her gaze.

He hurriedly took out his phone, tapped the QR code, and said quickly, "I'm a third-year computer science student. You look unfamiliar. Are you from the art department? Would it be convenient to add each other on WeChat and get to know each other?"

Qu He was taken aback by this sudden attempt to strike up a conversation.

Just as I was about to politely decline, a voice sounded from behind me.

"inconvenient."