"I saw you playing basketball. Are you coming to class this afternoon?"

"Come."

"Um."

See you this afternoon.

The text message conversation was simple, and there was no mention of being a jerk and not having to take responsibility.

I had originally planned to seduce her after I finished being busy, but then I got too many things to do, and then she got her period.

And Chu Yang was injured again these past few days.

In short, good things often come with difficulties, and sex life is often delayed.

After drinking tea for a while, Chu Yang and Ji Mo went to class.

This lesson focused on still life photography. We borrowed the still life drawing classroom from art students, which had many props available for shooting.

Such as fruits and vegetables, wine bottles, artificial flowers, tableware, etc.

"...The requirement is to capture a sense of realism, combining composition, lighting, tone, and color, and expressing it through your own ideas. I've already discussed these with you in the last class. There are many materials available; you can choose for yourselves. Before the end of get out of class, each of you must submit at least three photos of different materials."

Teacher Su Yan leaned against the podium, arms crossed: "Let's begin, everyone take the photos seriously."

The students all grabbed their cameras and started fiddling with them.

Chu Yang exchanged a glance with her and smiled slightly.

He then quickly completed the filming task, as it was too easy for him.

Then, under the pretext of asking for advice on appreciation, he walked up to Su Yan.

"Ms. Su Yan, could you please take a look at the photos and tell me how they turned out?"

Su Yan glanced at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, and moved closer to him: "Let me see."

"...Okay, good photos. Print out three copies before get out of class ends and give them to me."

Seeing that Chu Yang hadn't left, she looked around and whispered, "Are you free tomorrow? Could you take two sets of photos for me?"

"Indoors or outdoors?" Chu Yang asked quietly.

Su Yan sensed something else in his voice and felt a strange unease. She pondered for a moment and said, "Let's try them all."

Just then, her phone started vibrating in her bag.

"I'm going to answer a phone call." She took her bag and went out.

Chu Yang watched her walk to the corridor outside the classroom, lean against the railing to answer a phone call, and talk for a long time without ending.

He thought for a moment, then went outside.

"Okay, Dad, I know. There's no use in nagging. It has to be something they're willing to do, right?"

"Change to another one? I don't feel anything for other men, I even hate them... uh, not including you, Dad."

"He has a girlfriend..."

"Okay, I'm going to class now."

Su Yan hung up the phone and turned to see Chu Yang leaning against the railing, smiling at her.

"...You heard everything?"

"I heard something, your dad is urging you to come with me?"

Su Yan wasn't embarrassed, but sighed softly, "Yes, I'm worried that I won't be able to get married, but I really don't plan to get married."

"What if you marry me?" Chu Yang suddenly asked.

"You?" Su Yan laughed, looking him up and down. "I'm not opposed to it, but you're only nineteen. I'll have to wait three more years for you. Even if I'm willing to wait and marry you, will your girlfriends agree?"

"So," she said softly, her beautiful eyes sparkling, "I guess I'll just stay single. It's fine this way."

"It's such a waste that she's single, what a waste of talent." Chu Yang shook his head and sighed.

Su Yan chuckled: "Do you think it's a waste?"

"Yes," Chu Yang said with a regretful expression.

Su Yan smiled and walked into the classroom.

"Students, I have to leave for a bit. Please take good photos, I'll check them when I get back!"

After saying that, he walked out again.

“There’s an empty office on the top floor. Come over in a bit,” she whispered.

Chu Yang's heart stirred, and he nodded.

Watching her graceful figure disappear into the distance, Chu Yang walked into the classroom and took a few more still-life photos with his camera.

"Chao'er, can I borrow your nail clippers?" he said to Jiang Chao.

Jiang Chao rummaged through his pockets and took out a bunch of keys with a nail clipper hanging from them.

Then, seeing him meticulously trimming and polishing his index and middle fingers, he seemed to understand something, his expression ambiguous: "Boss, are you trying to develop god-like hands?"

Chu Yang smiled slightly: "You've already mastered the God's Hand technique, so you need to trim your nails regularly, otherwise you'll scratch yourself. And you, how far have things progressed with Han Meimei?"

"We kissed." Jiang Chao's expression was somewhat wistful.

"Good job, Fatty Jiang, keep up the good work." Chu Yang patted him on the shoulder and handed him the camera: "I have to go now. Later, please pick out three copies for me to print and give to Teacher Su Yan."

"Okay." Jiang Chao took the camera, glanced at Chu Yang's departing figure, and then started trimming his nails.

"Looks like I need to practice too."

As he spoke, his fingers trembled rapidly: "Behold my Kato finger!"

Just then, a girl from the class walked by, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "You fat pervert!"

Jiang Chao: "..."

On the other side.

Chu Yang left the classroom, washed his hands in the restroom, and went upstairs.

We arrived at the top floor of the teaching building.

There are several classrooms on this floor, but no students are attending classes. This is probably because the floor is too high and there is no elevator, so there are few courses scheduled.

He found an office, pushed open the door, and saw Su Yan leaning against the desk, looking up at him with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Today she was wearing a light-colored open-necked sweater over a white blouse, paired with a black knee-length skirt that accentuated her curves.

Chu Yang smiled slightly, closed the door, and locked it from the inside.

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