Chapter 110 Who is this?
It's a bit hot today.
After Guan Yingjun was involved in the bombing of the Mid-Levels Yaju building, he could not sit still, so he disguised himself and wanted to go to Hong Kong University to inquire about the weight-loss pills.
I just found a seat at an ice cream parlor near the Art Department. Before I even opened the menu, I heard the men and women at the next table excitedly discussing, "I heard there's a handsome guy at Professor Conant's public lecture!"
"Eh? Professor Conant? Which Conant? Is it that Conant who is ahem..." The tall boy who was speaking cleared his throat and imitated in a deep voice: "Conant is just keeping a low profile, not dead! The Conant?"
The girl sitting next to him was so amused by him that she covered her mouth and said, "He teaches astrophysics. How can we, who study ballet, know his private affairs?"
Another boy with blond curly hair poked his toes on the ground, "What exactly is astrophysics? Do they look at the stars every day? I have no interest in rigid science and engineering men. But I am quite interested in handsome guys looking at the stars."
The girls looked at each other and whispered in Cantonese, "Tsk, English guy."
Guan Yingjun: …
What are you talking about?
Just when he wanted to move to another table to see if anyone was talking about diet pills.
The girl at the next table then switched to English and said, "It is said that he is a rich and handsome guy."
The sturdy male classmate who imitated Conant said, "No matter how rich you are, can you be richer than Jian Ruochen from the Academy of Social Sciences?"
The little golden retriever said with a bitter face, "Jian Ruochen's face is really not something that ordinary people can aspire to have. It looks too divine, especially his hair. What kind of bloodline can grow such beautiful, long and straight hair, like an elf."
Guan Yingjun’s iced coffee has arrived.
He held a straw in his mouth and leaned back slightly on the chair. He suddenly thought of the first time they went to the beach for a midnight snack, when Jian Ruochen drank too much strong beer and fell asleep on his windbreaker.
The platinum hair spread out behind him, curled in strands, and a few strands were entangled on the buttons of his windbreaker.
Thinking about it now, it seems that all the tiny bits of moonlight on the beach fell on the young man, making him shine.
Having a very good memory can be quite frustrating.
Guan Yingjun thought again of the feeling of inserting his fingers into Jian Ruochen's back of the head and rubbing it while kissing.
He drank half a glass of iced American coffee in one gulp, and pulled his thoughts back to Jian Ruochen.
The muscular man at the next table said sourly, "From what you said, that handsome guy is very well-proportioned, white and has no excess fat. Maybe he ate that!"
They also wanted to buy medicine, but that kind of weight-loss drug was particularly hard to buy. Everyone was very tight-lipped and there was not even anyone reselling it, so they couldn't even try.
"Then let's go see him?" The little golden retriever's eyes sparkled, filled with desire for a handsome guy who was a second-generation rich man and might also like to look at the stars. "Let's get to know him. If he really has a way to buy medicine, how about asking him to take us to buy it?"
He pinched the flesh on his shoulders and worried, "I want to reduce the fat on my shoulders so that I will look better when wearing flesh-colored performance clothes."
The girls didn't care: "Okay, we don't have classes in the afternoon anyway."
The group paid the bill and left.
Guan Yingjun followed, grabbing the coffee cup.
Since this group of people mentioned diet pills, it is necessary for him to follow and take a look.
The lecture had been going on for almost an hour.
Generally speaking, after one hour of public lectures held in large auditoriums and classrooms, a large number of students who just wanted to give it a try but couldn't listen at all would leave.
But this time, only a small number of students in the middle row left with their backs hunched.
Everyone was paying attention, consciously or unconsciously, to the person writing furiously in the back row near the door.
He is so serious, writes so much, and so fluently.
The short boy with curly blond hair stood at the back door, staring blankly at Jian Ruochen, covering his heart, and muttering in an aria: "Oh, he has ebony-like hair. He looks very smart."
Guan Yingjun heard this as soon as he walked to the door.
He didn't understand the logical connection between black hair and intelligence, and wondered if these British ballet dancers had lost their brains.
Guan Yingjun threw the coffee cup into the trash can at the entrance of the lecture hall, pushed down his hat, and said, "Excuse me."
The little golden retriever looked back and was frightened by the cold and majestic eyes under the brim of the hat. A chill rose on his back. He reflexively moved a step to the side, but regretted it as soon as he moved.
Because he saw that man actually stretched out his legs and sat next to the smart rich second generation!
The seats in the auditorium classroom can accommodate three people in a row. Astrophysics is not a popular major, not many people come to listen. The "popular" one sat on the far left, and the cold-faced man sat on the far right.
Although there was a seat between the two of them, he couldn't just shamelessly say to either of them: Make way, I want to sit between you.
The little golden retriever stared at Jian Ruochen with a look of despair, and his gaze seemed to be real.
Jian Ruochen felt the chair beside him fall, and felt someone was staring at him from behind, so he turned around and met four pairs of eyes from the back door, one male and one female.
The little golden-haired boy was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed the arm of the person beside him in ecstasy, "Are his eyes golden?"
Oh my god, so charming and beautiful.
“I feel like I’m in love.”
The girl rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Are you going in to chat up someone? Aren't you going to ask if you can buy some medicine?"
The little golden retriever was in a daze, his brain was not working.
Jian Ruochen nodded to him, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he turned his gaze away coldly without even smiling.
The little golden retriever murmured, "He's so cool."
Guan Yingjun: …
What a love brain.
He was thinking about how to find out about the medicine, but when he looked up, he saw the slightly raised red mole on the tip of the black-haired young man's ear.
Guan Yingjun was stunned.
He is very familiar with this mole.
After all, when she was holding it in her mouth, Jian Ruochen would hunch her shoulders, bury her head, kick him with a smile, and tell him not to grind it with his teeth.
Is it Jian Ruochen? Or just a coincidence?
Guan Yingjun's Adam's apple rolled, and he lifted the brim of his hat a little higher, looking carefully at the person in front of him.
The boy was only wearing a pair of grey sports shorts, grey socks and white sneakers.
A pair of white jade-like calves were crossed each other, long and straight, and the knees exposed at the edges of the trouser legs had no other color, like white porcelain objects.
His Achilles tendon is very long, which adds a special explosiveness to his legs.
It’s Jian Ruochen.
Although he hadn't done it to the end, he had kissed Jian Ruochen's legs, so he knew what was down there, not to mention her toes.
Guan Yingjun's Adam's apple rolled, and he pressed the empty chair in the middle with his arm, moved a seat to the side of Jian Ruochen, and called him in a low voice: "Classmate."
The little golden retriever was watching from behind and regretted his decision.
If he hadn't been frightened and hadn't given in, maybe he would be the one sitting next to the rich second generation and chatting him up now!
Jian Ruochen didn't even raise his head, his eyes fixed on Oliver Conant Keith on the stage, his pen flying and he said, "Don't talk."
He looks like he's very interested in astrophysics.
Guan Yingjun raised his lips to smile, and glanced down at his notebook. Sure enough, it was full of behavioral analysis and records of micro-expression changes, which had nothing to do with astrophysics.
Jian Ruochen follows the principle of "wearing different skins and playing different personalities" and plays the role of the cool guy to perfection.
He wrote down Conant's expression quickly for a while, and stopped when the professor announced a ten-minute break.
The classroom suddenly became noisy, and everyone looked towards the back row.
Wow, it's really handsome.
The light in the auditorium was rather dim, which was very special. It made those eyes look like dark golden gems, emitting a dazzling beauty.
This face is really amazing, extremely beautiful, and without any unnecessary expression. It seems that it is a completely different type of person from the smiling beauty Jian Ruochen from the Academy of Social Sciences.
Jian Ruochen is the type who looks kind but makes people afraid to approach him. This one is just the opposite. He looks very cold but makes people want to approach him and ask for his contact information.
Guan Yingjun didn't want so many people staring at Jian Ruochen, so he turned sideways to block half of his sight and whispered, "Jian Ruochen."
Jian Ruochen suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight to the side, his sight fell on the fisherman's hat on his head, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...Brother Jun?"
How did you recognize this?
Oh yeah, mole.
Jian Ruochen raised his hand and pulled the hair on the right side of his ear, "What now?"
Guan Yingjun said: "It's covered."
He stared straight at Jian Ruochen's face and felt his throat itchy, so itchy that even his heart felt numb.
It was like a god took a step down and jumped lightly to the human world. He was serious to others but only smiled at him.
Guan Yingjun's gaze was fixed on the pair of eyes hidden under the plain glasses, and his voice was hoarse than usual, "I want to kiss you."
What he said in Cantonese was particularly sticky, like the whispers of a lover.
Jian Ruochen's ears felt hot, and his fox eyes widened in fear. He was afraid that he would do something shocking in public, so he glanced away and said, "No, I'm busy."
Guan Yingjun just said that, of course he knew it wouldn't work.
He turned around and got down to business. "What do you think of this professor? Could he be Jiang Hanyu's boss?"
"He's not a very good person." Jian Ruochen saw that Guan Yingjun's attention was quickly diverted, and knew that Guan Yingjun knew his limits and would not do anything to him here, so he started to have some bad intentions again.
He turned his head and glanced around, and after making sure that no one could see him, he lowered one hand and placed it on Guan Yingjun's leg under the cover of the auditorium chair. He leaned over and quickly said while holding his notebook:
"Professor Conant is very humorous in class, but the jokes he makes are too deliberate and almost all have nothing to do with academic fields. This shows that he is not a teacher who is good at guiding students with humorous language. The jokes are prepared in advance and he is just pretending to be humorous."
"Before class, he introduced his personal achievements and academic papers one by one. Even teachers who want students would not do this. Teacher Li would just briefly mention him, saying that he is an FBI ace or something like that, and then let it go as a joke."
"Teachers who waste class time by introducing achievements one by one are either ignorant or self-centered, boastful, and fame-seeking."
"It's like Oliver Keith using Conant as his middle name. It doesn't fit with his character."
Guan Yingjun wanted to reach down and hold Jian Ruochen's hand that was resting on his leg, but there were so many people watching here, and if both of them hid their hands, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.
Forget it.
Jian Ruochen poked the tense muscles under his palm with his fingers.
The veins on Guan Yingjun's forehead moved, his heart was beating fast, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't move, we have come to this point, if you continue to do this, won't you suffer the consequences?"
Jian Ruochen had a smile in his eyes, his face expressionless, but his hands were still moving, "If I don't move, then I don't have to think about the future? Brother Jun, it's not certain who will be better, I'm still growing."
Guan Yingjun looked at him deeply and asked, "When do you plan to confront Oliver Conant Keith head-on?"
Jian Ruochen stopped when he saw that things were going well, "The day after tomorrow, I'll invite him to dinner at Huangji under the pretext of the research fund. He's so proud and likes to establish a persona, he should be happy to accept the invitation."
When Guan Yingjun heard the term "establishing a character" for the first time, he took a moment to react and felt it was very appropriate.
Oliver Conant Keith would never have imagined that he would be exposed just after they met and before he could even talk to Jane Ruchen.
Jian Ruochen said slowly, "Let's go. I don't want to listen. He is so hypocritical, and his appearance in Hong Kong is so coincidental. He has a conflict of interest with me. I really think it is very likely that he drugged me. If Oliver Keith is really the one who drugged me, then his motive for killing me can only be to covet the inheritance. In this case, he is Jiang Hanyu's superior, and the possibility of joining forces with Lu Rong is also the greatest."
The break was almost over, and the two stood up, walking towards the door one after the other.
The little golden retriever had just found a seat closer to Jian Ruochen and sat down. Before the stool could even warm up, he looked up and his dream lover had disappeared.
Guan Yingjun closed the door of the auditorium when he left. "Is it a coincidence that Oliver Keith appeared in Hong Kong?"
Jian Ruochen hummed, "He transferred to Hong Kong four years ago because he was ostracized by the British academic circle. There is no actual evidence for this news, so I suspect he deliberately released the news."
"Four years ago, that was when Jiang Mingshan found me."
Perhaps that was also the time when the original owner got the fake vitamin B.
He felt the wig was a bit uncomfortable on his head, so he reached out and scratched his forehead.
Guan Yingjun said: "I will accompany you secretly when you meet him."
"How can I accompany you? The confidentiality of the Royal Room is so good..." Jian Ruochen was so focused on taking off his wig that he didn't notice that the road under his feet was getting further and further off the track.
When he stepped on the bushes in the grove behind the library, he was shocked to realize that he had unknowingly walked to the edge of the school.
Just as Jian Ruochen was about to speak, the man grabbed her waist.
Guan Yingjun skillfully turned the person around so that they were standing face to face. With his other arm, he took off Jian Ruochen's glasses, revealing his amber eyes.
He stared at her for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed her.
His lips fell on Jian Ruochen's forehead, the corners of his eyes, the tip of his nose, and finally on his lips.
The man's kiss was too sudden, so passionate, sincere and straightforward. Jian Ruochen was so burned by those lips that her legs went limp and she almost fell into Guan Yingjun's arms.
He grabbed the man by the collar, and the two of them pressed against each other, his hands tightening increasingly.
Not willing to be outdone, Jian Ruochen raised his head, chasing the heat in his mouth and kissed back without lagging behind.
Neither of them knew how to breathe, and after kissing for a minute, the kiss became sour, and it even felt like a test to see who was better.
Jian Ruochen's lung capacity was not enough and he lost unfortunately.
Guan Yingjun held him in his arms, his thoughts floating in the air.
Just kissing Jian Ruochen makes people feel that this life is worth it.
What to do in the future.
Jian Ruochen buried his head in Guan Yingjun's shoulder and panted softly, "How will you accompany me the day after tomorrow?"
Guan Yingjun said: "I will bring Team A to serve you, protect your safety, and eavesdrop on you."
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