She said she would go to audit a class, and on Monday, she actually went to school with two good friends to audit a class.
Both are sophomores at Hongcheng University.
They first went to find the teacher and leader, and after getting approval, Tu Qingyu followed the two of them into the classroom.
The moment she stepped into the classroom, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became silent.
It was not until she followed Tang Zigu and sat down in the empty seat that everyone in the classroom came to their senses.
Someone who was close to Tang Zigu asked immediately.
"Zi Gu, Yi Xia, who is this classmate? Is he a new transfer student? An exchange student?"
"Yeah, which school did she go to before? Why have I never seen her before?"
Tang Zigu stood up and introduced her gracefully, "Her name is Tu Qingyu, a friend of Yixia and me, and she has graduated from Hongcheng University.
Because I previously studied Chinese, I wanted to audit our architecture department’s courses.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a boy started to make a noise, "Can someone who studies Chinese understand architecture?"
"Yes, we have a foreign teacher here. Does she understand English?"
"If you ask me, now that you've finished college, you should find a man to marry. Isn't the reason you girls study so you can marry someone better?"
"Bang--!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a book flew over from the side and hit him on the head accurately.
"Who..." He turned his head angrily, and as soon as he turned around, he became speechless.
"Young Master Yuan, what are you doing..."
"You're such a jerk, you're disturbing me."
He was a young man in a Zhongshan suit, fair-skinned and gentle, but with a hint of rebelliousness in his eyes.
As he spoke, he walked towards this side, and the classmates next to him made way for him.
"Hello." He stopped in front of Tu Qingyu and extended his hand. "My name is Yuan Youran, nice to meet you."
The sunlight shone through the glass windows of the classroom onto his face, and his long eyelashes formed a shadow under his eyes.
For a moment, all the arrogance in him faded away, and Tu Qingyu saw his original, clean and shy face.
She extended her hand, "Hello, Tu Qingyu."
The moment their hands touched, his face and neck turned visibly red.
Some of the friends wanted to stir up trouble, but were afraid that Yuan Youran would get angry afterwards.
After class, Sun Yixia came up to Tu Qingyu and whispered, "His face is so red, maybe he's interested in you."
"Ah?" She turned her head in confusion.
"Exactly. I think he might have fallen in love with you at first sight." Sun Yixia moved a little closer. "But I think he's a good guy. He's the youngest in our class. I heard he's a genius. He knows everything the teacher teaches, and he's good at foreign languages. I remember he was commended by the school last semester for saving an old man.
Family background is also good, he is the youngest son of the Yuan family."
Tu Qingyu glanced at her and said, "What are you talking about? Hurry up and listen to the class."
Sun Yixia: "I'm serious. Right now, everyone's talking about free love and opposing arranged marriages. Sometimes, they even fight over a difference of opinion.
I don’t really like their radical attitude, but I do agree with their free love stance.”
Her family is already choosing a marriage partner for her. They said they will get engaged now and get married after she graduates.
In fact, it’s no wonder that boy just now said that the purpose of going to school is to marry a better person.
In fact, her father really thought so.
She also wanted to be like those people outside and fight with her father for democracy and freedom.
But she couldn't. Her parents raised her and it seemed that if she fought for it, she would become an ungrateful person.
However, she felt that she could not bear it for much longer.
She is a person, not an object.
Since they chose to let her go to school and learn about freedom and democracy, she would no longer allow herself to be manipulated by those old ideas.
One day, she will convince her family.
When she really reaches the point of no return, she will join the army.
For the democracy and justice in her heart.
"The two students in the back, what are you talking about?" The foreign teacher on the stage suddenly looked over and asked them in English with a smile.
Everyone looked over and the two raised their heads.
When the foreign teacher saw Tu Qingyu's appearance, he was stunned for a moment. He then said, "Student on the left, I don't think I've seen you in this classroom before."
Tu Qingyu slowly stood up and said, "Hello, teacher. I am here with my friend to audit the class."
Her fluent foreign language skills once again astonished everyone, even the teacher on the stage was a little surprised.
He raised an eyebrow and continued, "You're here to sit in on this class, so you must be very interested in architecture. I wonder if you could answer this question."
Tu Qingyu glanced at the question on the blackboard and slowly said, "To be precise, this is not a question, but a point of view..."
She answered the questions raised by the foreign teacher one by one, and told her stories in a leisurely manner. In just ten minutes, she impressed everyone in the class.
Including the foreign teacher, he nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, I can see that you are really well-versed in this and have sufficient knowledge."
He even felt that this student could stand in his position and teach the students below.
"Thank you for the compliment, teacher. However, I still have a lot to learn and a long way to go."
"You are too modest. Before coming to China, I heard that Chinese people are modest. Now it seems that it is true."
By the time she got out of school at noon, she had made quite a few friends.
If there wasn't a young man named Yuan by her side, she would be surrounded by people when she left the school gate.
"Then it's a deal. Let's go out for a picnic together on the weekend?" Yuan Youran smiled brightly.
When I saw Tu Qingyu nod, there seemed to be little stars shining in his eyes.
"Qingyu?"
At this time, a low voice was heard, and Yi Zhiyuan came over with a sense of oppression.
"Marshal Yi?" Yuan Youran frowned. "Qingyu, you..."
Tu Qingyu pulled Yi Zhiyuan and introduced him generously, "This is my brother, Yi Zhiyuan."
The way she openly called him her brother made Yi Zhiyuan feel very annoyed.
In fact, when he saw the boys and girls standing together and laughing, his heart felt like it was burning in flames, and he felt depressed and painful.
Yuan Youran was surprised, "So you are..."
Seeing Tang Zigu nod, he was even happier. "It doesn't matter who it is. It won't affect our relationship."
"I'm going home first, you guys should go back early too."
"Okay, Qingyu, see you tomorrow."
Yi Zhiyuan didn't bring a driver today, as if he came to pick her up specially.
But since getting in the car, the man has not spoken a word, and his hands gripping the steering wheel have been tightening until veins popped out, but unfortunately he didn't make a sound when he finally got home.
He didn't say anything, and Tu Qingyu didn't say anything either.
She went to school as usual the next day, but from today on, she never saw Yi Zhiyuan again.
It was not until Friday when she came back from school that she learned that the Zhou family had brought someone to propose marriage.
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