Chapter 147: Can there still be a little secret?
In the spring in Yanjing, although the morning is still cold, it has begun to exude vitality.
After Cheng Xuyuan ran around Weiming Lake, he stopped in a wide area by the lake.
Learning is important, but for Cheng Xuyuan, health preservation is more important!
Without a good body, everything is just an illusion.
"White cranes spread their wings, wild horses spread their manes..."
Cheng Xuyuan performed the health-preserving Tai Chi moves in an orderly manner, and the sweat on his head caused by running gradually decreased.
"It's useless to copy other people's ideas no matter how well you practice them!" When Cheng Xuyuan retracted his fist, the sarcastic voice sounded again.
Hearing these words, Cheng Xuyuan turned his head and saw Zhu Guangqian, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, looking at him with his hands behind his back.
Seeing Zhu Guangqian's expression, Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Hello, Professor Zhu."
Zhu Guangqian snorted, then said calmly: "If I hadn't gone to the work seminar last time, I wouldn't have known that you were a novelist."
"No wonder, he's quite good at making up stories."
Cheng Xuyuan laughed and said, "Professor Zhu, I'm just talking nonsense, please leave me alone."
As he spoke, Cheng Xuyuan continued to practice his Tai Chi.
If you argue with someone who likes to argue, you will only make yourself unhappy!
Seeing that Cheng Xuyuan ignored him, Zhu Guangqian came up to him and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Cheng, from what you said about cultivating immortals, it seems that there is some trick to it."
"Tell me more about it."
Cheng Xuyuan was speechless for a while, but he didn't have anything else to do, so he smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you."
"Whether it's right or not, just take it as a joke."
Zhu Guangqian stood not far from Cheng Xuyuan and began to practice his own Tai Chi.
His movements were not fast, but the main point of Tai Chi was to do whatever you wanted.
"For things like cultivating immortals, many people also call it cultivation."
"Of course, some people also say that it cultivates longevity..."
While Cheng Xuyuan was doing boxing, he spoke casually according to the settings in the fantasy novels in his previous life.
Zhu Guangqian was also practicing Tai Chi, looking leisurely, but from his expression, one could feel that he was quite serious about this matter.
More than ten minutes later, Cheng Xuyuan felt refreshed physically and mentally, so he smiled and said, "Professor Zhu, I'm going to have dinner now. Bye."
Zhu Guangqian waved his hand and said, "Go and get busy."
"I'll continue to listen to your nonsense tomorrow."
Cheng Xuyuan was speechless for a while. You said I was talking nonsense, but you still wanted to listen. Aren't you making yourself uncomfortable? But even though he thought so in his heart, he couldn't say it. He could only wave his hand and walked towards the cafeteria.
The breakfast in the cafeteria is not simple. There is corn porridge, rice soup, white flour soup, steamed corn bread, white flour buns, fried dough sticks, and fried cakes...
More than thirty kilograms of food coupons were certainly enough for Cheng Xuyuan to use.
What's more, his food coupons at that time still had less coarse grains and more fine grains.
Soon, Cheng Xuyuan filled an enamel bowl with corn grits porridge, made himself two fried dough cakes, and found a place to eat.
The corn porridge tastes good, and the fried cakes are chewy and very strong.
After eating a few bites of fried cakes and drinking a mouthful of corn porridge, Cheng Xuyuan felt quite enjoyable.
"I'm telling you, whether you see me or not, I'm still here. The same goes for your pancake, whether you eat it or not. It's still there..."
Hearing this, Cheng Xuyuan almost vomited the corn porridge in his mouth.
What's going on? He turned his head quickly and saw a boy with fluffy hair speaking seriously to another boy who was eating a fried cake.
The boy holding the pancake said, "This pancake is mine, whether you look at it or not."
"If you want to eat, buy it yourself!"
Cheng Xuyuan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said, "My two classmates, what you said is so philosophical. Um... can you tell me why you said that?"
The student with fluffy hair said, "This is a poem we saw today, called "Seeing and Not Seeing". I thought it was very good, so I took it and applied it to this poem."
"Classmate, let me read it to you. It's very nice."
At this point, he grabbed his yellow steamed bread, took a bite and said, "You can see me or not. I am right there.
Neither sad nor happy You miss me, or you don’t miss me The love is there
Not coming, not going ..."
Listening to this poem, Cheng Xuyuan was stunned.
I copied this to Fang Yuqing because I was feeling very excited at the moment.
Oh, it should be brought to Fang Yuqing by someone.
But how could it be...
The image of that senior schoolmate suddenly appeared in Cheng Xuyuan's mind.
Fang Yuqing may not come back from home now.
The only people who could spread this poem were the senior sister and the people in Fang Yuqing's dormitory.
Just when Cheng Xuyuan was struggling, a girl who was eating behind him said, "This poem is really well written, classmate, do you know who wrote it?"
"It seems to be written by a boy in the history department."
"By the way, it seems his last name is Cheng, but I don't know who he is."
The boy with fluffy hair said, "I didn't expect that this year's freshman class of our school is really full of hidden talents."
"Not only is there Xu Lingyun, but there is also such a poet."
The girl standing behind Cheng Xuyuan said, "I'm going to go to the history department later to find out who this boy named Cheng is and how he could write such a good poem."
Cheng Xuyuan gobbled up the fried cakes and corn grits porridge in no time, then quickly washed the dishes and left.
He was considering whether he should go out and hide for a while.
Just when Cheng Xuyuan was eating, Li Yufei was in the classroom looking at the newly copied poem in Zhang Manling's notebook.
Although the poem is not long, she feels fresh and refined when reading it, a kind of peaceful and persistent expectation...
“It’s so well written. Who wrote it?”
"Lend me the notebook so I can copy it."
As Li Yufei spoke, she took out her softcover book and prepared to copy the poem into it.
She had just bought this softcover book, and on the first page of it, she had copied the poem "A Flowering Tree" in elegant handwriting.
When she wrote the title "Seeing and Not Seeing", she found that Zhang Manling seemed to be hesitant to speak.
After being stunned for a moment, Li Yufei asked, "Why, you still don't allow me to copy?"
"No, just copy it."
"This poem was written by Xu...Xu Lingyun. It was written for Fang Yuqing in our department." Zhang Manling hesitated for a moment, but still spoke in a low voice.
What? Written to Fang Yuqing?
Hearing this news, Li Yufei felt her head buzzing, and her warm heart suddenly turned cold. The scene brought back memories, and she immediately remembered the book "A Flowering Tree" that Cheng Xuyuan gave her.
At this moment, Cheng Xuyuan's handsome face appeared in front of her again, and his familiar, warm laughter and voice seemed to come to her ears again... Oh, is all this going to become a thing of the past forever!
She had no doubt that the poem was written by Xu Lingyun.
After all, if he could write "A Flowering Tree", he could also write "Seeing and Not Seeing", that's his level! But why did he write it to Fang Yuqing instead of to himself! At that time, when he wrote "A Flowering Tree" for himself, he told himself the next day that this poem was not written for himself, but for others.
Now, why did he write to Fang Yuqing?
he……
For a moment, Li Yufei stared at her notebook with a dull look, listening to the song "See or Not See", her mind went blank. She deeply realized that even though she and he were so close now, the distance between them would always be as far as the ends of the earth!
She felt her eye sockets burning, and she wanted to run to a place where no one was around and cry her heart out. She also wanted to find Cheng Xuyuan and ask him face to face why this happened.
She was so eager to copy it down that her hands stopped moving. She seemed to be sick, with no strength in her body.
Seeing that Li Yufei's emotions were almost out of control, Zhang Manling hugged her shoulders distressedly and advised softly: "Yufei, it's already in my notebook, so don't copy it!"
"Whenever you want to watch it, just come to me."
When Li Yufei heard this, although her heart was in a mess, she still tried to remain calm and quickly copied it.
She didn't say a word, but she copied very seriously.
Seeing Li Yufei in such pain and silence, Zhang Manling sighed.
When school started, Li Yufei went to find Cheng Xuyuan. This was probably not just because of her admiration for Xu Lingyun.
Cheng Xuyuan, this Xu Lingyun is really something, how can he be so fickle and always fall in love with someone new?
Just as all kinds of thoughts were surging in her mind, Fang Yuqing walked in in a panic.
She looked like she was afraid she would be late.
With the arrival of spring, Fang Yuqing's clothes have changed into a light gray short windbreaker. This seemingly not-too-dazzling dress makes her look even more graceful, gentle and charming when she wears it.
As soon as Fang Yuqing walked into the classroom, she felt everyone's eyes were on her.
Could it be that I am late? After saying those words to Cheng Xuyuan last night, I followed him to pick up my family and went home.
Then I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so I was late for class today.
I don’t know how Cheng Xuyuan will treat me in the future.
Is he pretending to be stupid, or is he deliberately keeping a certain distance from me, or...
"Why are you all looking at me?" Fang Yuqing came to Jin Yuanying and asked in a low voice.
Because they are of similar age, Fang Yuqing and Jin Yuanying have a good relationship.
Jin Yuanying laughed and said, "You are a celebrity now, so naturally everyone is looking at you."
As she spoke, she took out a piece of paper and said, "Yesterday, a boy was waiting for you downstairs. He knew you were home, so he wrote a poem for you and sent it to you."
At this point, she coughed and said, "You said that for the person who wrote the note, just throw the note away."
"We just looked at the note based on the principle of waste, but we didn't expect it to be a good poem."
"Hehe, now we all know."
After listening to Jin Yuanying's explanation, Fang Yuqing was speechless.
But she was too embarrassed to blame Jin Yuanying. After all, she had told Jin Yuanying and the others before that if someone wrote her a note, they should just throw it away.
Now a poem has spread throughout the department. Who wrote this?
Is it him? Thinking of what she said to Cheng Xuyuan yesterday, her heart couldn't help but beat faster.
When she opened the note, what caught her eyes was the same strong and powerful handwriting as in "Things about the Ming Dynasty".
It was written on it: "See or not see..."
Looking at this poem and thinking of the person who wrote it, Fang Yuqing's eyes started to turn red for some reason.
I don’t know if she was moved by this poem, or if I felt that I had received a response for my bold confession yesterday…
"Yuqing, are you...are you okay?" Jin Yuanying looked at Fang Yuqing and couldn't help but ask with concern.
Fang Yuqing wiped her eyes with her sleeve, then smiled and said, "It's okay, I feel much better than before."
As she spoke, she stood up.
"Where are you going?" Jin Yuanying asked with concern as he looked at Fang Yuqing who was about to turn around and leave.
Fang Yuqing said, "I have something to ask. Please agree to it for me."
As she spoke, Fang Yuqing turned around and ran towards the classroom door.
Although at this moment, she knew that many people were watching her.
But she didn't care about that.
She wants to share her happiness with her loved ones! Second update today, please support me! (End of this chapter)
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