"Sister Xiaoyang, how's your guzheng learning going lately?"

Zhou Yang ate a piece of meat and casually said, "Thanks to you, I practice every day and my wrists and fingers are becoming more and more flexible."

Chu Yang chuckled: "It seems that Sister Xiao Yang still harbors resentment towards me. I've unearthed your hidden talent; you should be thanking me."

"My dad will thank you," Zhou Yang said irritably.

Indeed, now Lao Zhou not only regards Chu Yang as the pride of universities in northern Guangdong, but also treats him like a son-in-law.

“But Sister Xiaoyang is really talented. She has already learned ‘Fighting the Typhoon’. Teacher Li praised her for her rapid progress,” Shu’er said with a smile.

Zhou Yang put his arm around her shoulder and chuckled, "That's because you're practicing with me."

Seeing their close and harmonious relationship, Chu Yang felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Feeling his intense gaze, Shu'er blushed.

Zhou Yang glared at him, then silently picked up an oyster for him.

The atmosphere had become somewhat delicate at this point.

All three of them were thinking in that direction.

I don't even want to go to the library anymore.

…

"It's already late, what are you going to the library for?"

"...Go borrow a book."

"Is it really just borrowing books?"

"real!"

"Alright."

Xia Nuo took out her library card, thought for a moment and said, "I'll go with you. I have two books to return. Pack your bag and sleep in my dorm tonight."

"……oh."

"Oh, what? You seem a little disappointed?"

"..."

"You're not going to go see that Su Yang again, are you?"

"No, don't talk nonsense, sister."

"In short, you're not allowed to go see him again, and you're not allowed to call him. He's not worth it, understand?"

"oh……"