After Liang Yuan's reminder, Xia Xi twisted his neck and looked to the right.
Liang Yuan's eyes went dark as he corrected her: "Left, left, big sister, can't you tell left from right?"
Xia Xi really thought about which side was left and which was right, then turned his head 180 degrees from the right to the left. The store was bustling with people, with three or five people sitting at a table, but Xia Xi still noticed Xu Yanfeng at a glance.
He was so dazzling. In this smoky and bustling shop, he was like the breeze and bright moon, easily separated from those people.
The moment Xia Xi met Xu Yanfeng's eyes, he clearly heard the echo in his head, a sharp buzzing sound.
I...he...isn't...why is he here?
What did she just shout?
——Just wait and see, I will catch up with Xu Yanfeng sooner or later.
What is this? Death before success?
Is God playing a joke on her?
Xia Xi was so flustered that he forgot he was standing on a chair. His heel missed the ground and he fell straight down. If he had hit his head on the ground, wouldn't he have been covered in blood?
Just as Xia Xi was imagining her miserable situation, fortunately she had two close friends, Zhou Du and Liang Yuan, one threw away the iron skewers in his hand, and the other threw down the beer bottle, protecting her on the left and right.
Xia Xi landed safely and sat down on the chair in shock, his cheeks a little pale under the glasses.
Liang Yuan said, "Sister, you haven't even wiped the chair yet, and you're wearing white pants."
Xia Xi couldn't even think about wiping the chairs anymore. Her mind was full of Xu Yanfeng. She didn't dare look back. She held Liang Yuan's hand and whispered to her, leaning against her head, "Is that Xu Yanfeng on the left?"
Liang Yuan was stunned by the question: "Isn't it?" He paused, and couldn't help but question Xia Xi's intelligence, "Come on, he's your idol, how can I recognize him if you can't? But I think he is the one in the photo."
It’s not that Xia Xi couldn’t recognize Xu Yanfeng, she just wished the person sitting there wasn’t Xu Yanfeng…
Liang Yuan gradually figured out her mentality and laughed wickedly: "It's okay, as long as you don't feel embarrassed, he's the one who's embarrassed."
Xia Xi: "...Thank you for comforting me."
Liang Yuan patted her shoulder and said, "Besides, you've already publicly said in your department's group that you want to pursue Xu Yanfeng. There are so many people in the group, there must be someone who has a good relationship with Xu Yanfeng. Maybe those words have already reached his ears. So what if he heard it with his own ears now?"
Xia Xi was really comforted by her. He straightened his upper body and boldly turned his head to look in the direction of Xu Yanfeng.
There was no trace of Xu Yanfeng at that table. A new group of people had come and were calling the waiter to take their orders.
I don't know when Xu Yanfeng left.
*
When Xia Xi returned to the dormitory, only Wu Qinglu was there. Zhao Lei and Wang Qiuyu were said to have gone out to the playground.
Wu Qinglu had just finished showering and was drying her hair in her nightgown. She was sighing at how good the shower facilities were on the new campus, with their strong water flow and how comfortable it was to take a shower. Seeing Xia Xi slouching in a chair, Wu Qinglu remembered a piece of campus news she had read during dinner that was about Xia Xi, so she told her, "Xixi, did you know you're famous?"
"Famous for what?" Xia Xi picked up the bottle of mineral water on the table, unscrewed it and took a sip.
"Wait a minute." Wu Qinglu, with a towel on her head, stood on tiptoe to reach the phone on the bed and handed it to Xia Xi. "Your photos are being posted in several groups and on the campus forum."
"ah?"
Xia Xi wondered if someone had taken a screenshot of what she had said in the Architecture Department group and posted it. She took Wu Qinglu's phone and saw that it was not what she thought. Someone had sent her photo and asked others who she was.
I ran into this beautiful woman at the gate of Nanjing University, but I didn't dare approach her to say hello. Does anyone know who she is? She's probably not from our school, I've never seen her before.
The attached photo shows Xia Xi drinking soda and waiting for others at the school gate.
Many people are discussing below -
"She's from the Communication University next door, there are a lot of beautiful girls there. Judging from her height and looks, she must be studying acting or dancing."
"You didn't flirt with me when I was right in front of you, but instead made us fish it out at the bottom of the sea."
"Is her natural look so stunning? I don't believe it. Unless I see her in person."
"The abacus beads are pressing against my face."
"Isn't this Xia Xi? Why isn't she from Nanjing University? Doesn't anyone know this top student in the Department of Architecture? I thought she was famous!"
"When did this person appear in the Department of Architecture??? Stop making it up."
"No, she's the goddess of our old campus. She became famous during the military training at the beginning of freshman year."
"I've come to appreciate the divide between the old and new campuses. We're both at Nanjing University, so why aren't we sharing information? Today, I even ran into someone in the Architecture Department group asking who Xu Yanfeng was."
"I was in that group too, and had the chance to watch the scene. There was also a girl who said she wanted to pursue Xu Yanfeng, hahaha. Oh, that's not right, that girl's name seems to be... Xia Xi? Are they the same person?"
Xia Xi suddenly had an inspiration. He returned the phone to Wu Qinglu, grabbed his own phone, found the forum of Nancheng University and clicked on it.
How could she have forgotten about Tieba? She had never visited it before. Since Xu Yanfeng was a big shot in the new campus, she would definitely be able to find posts related to him.
Xia Xi entered the three keywords "Xu Yanfeng" in the bar, and indeed found a lot of good stuff. There were photos of him participating in sports games, and photos of him giving speeches on stage. These were more formal, and there were also slightly more private photos, such as when he was playing basketball and lifted the hem of his jersey to wipe his sweat, just revealing his thin muscles, and when he was tired of studying in the library, he tilted his neck back to stretch his muscles, and his well-proportioned fingers just happened to rest on his Adam's apple... The person who took the photo was very good at capturing the angle. It was a very normal action, but it was captured with a kind of erotic feeling.
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