Chapter 57 Sister, I Need Your Experience

"Which one of these says it's cotton pants?" Chen Yuan read the merchant's introduction above. "Slim fit and ultra-thin, three layers of fleece for warmth, rich in black technology, focusing on women's warm clothing for more than 30 years... and has received many positive reviews."

Jiang Ning had a strange look on her face, and after Chen Yuan finished speaking, she was still extremely disgusted.

"Whether they are cotton pants or not, they are too ugly. They look baggy and can't even shape my legs," she turned around and sat on the sofa beside her, saying proudly, "Wearing this is an insult to my aesthetic taste."

It seems to be true that most girls who are good-looking have good taste in clothes that is worth talking about.

They often have almost obsessive demands on clothes.

Both Jiang Ning and Jiang Yao share the same understanding on this point.

Jiang Ning prefers workplace, pure colors, and rational styles, while Jiang Yao prefers youth, liveliness, and a slight second-dimensional element.

The two of them change their clothes every day, and I'm afraid part of their income is used for fixed expenses such as buying clothes.

If there were other people present, they would have been stunned.

In such a serious and formal occasion as the office of Lanjing University, it was unbelievable that Associate Professor Jiang and a male student were discussing "cotton pants"!
Chen Yuan was a little impatient. What boy would like his girlfriend to wear such beautiful and seductive clothes every day?

You can wear whatever you like in private, or you can choose not to wear anything.

Be it possessiveness or pettiness.

With a cold face, he said to Jiang Ning: "Dress more conservatively in school from now on."

"..."

Jiang Ning looked at his serious expression and wanted to refute, but she swallowed the words back.

What's so fierce about it...

She complained in her heart that if this matter could be discussed nicely, it would not be unacceptable.

It sounds like an order. Chen Yuan, how dare you control me?

Speaking of discipline, it should be teachers disciplining students!

But she knew it was impossible to say this. In comparison, if Chen Yuan was intimate with other girls, wouldn't she have no right to intervene? Moreover, she would feel uncomfortable.

Perhaps Chen Yuan felt the same way when he saw other boys talking about her.

Jiang Ning understood a little, but she didn't answer. Instead, she stood up and walked to the file cabinet and continued to search.

"I'll get you the documents. Since you said to be more natural, then be more natural from now on. I won't deliberately distance myself from you."

"Ah."

"Have you sat long enough?" Jiang Ning turned and stared at him, "Hurry up and get up. What are you doing?"

She muttered softly, tucked her long hair that was swaying in front of her forehead, and looked up at the top layer of the cabinet helplessly.

It is estimated that the performance documents are among this pile.

Although Jiang Ning was wearing high heels, she still couldn't reach it. She could only stand on tiptoe and stretch out her arms to grab it.

The stack of documents swayed slightly, then fell to one side, and like a domino, it leaned to the innermost side of the cabinet and lay completely flat.

It's over now. You can get there if you work hard at the beginning.

Now Jiang Ning could only watch in a daze.

She frowned slightly in annoyance, wondering whether she should find something to put under her feet, her eyes scanning the office.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at Jiang Ning's feet, and a familiar scent with a hint of lemon also came over. Two light grey cuffs passed over, climbed high over her head, and effortlessly grabbed the stack of documents and took them down.

Jiang Ning felt that her whole body was covered. If she took a step back, she could touch Chen Yuan's body.

Being caught off guard like that, the temperature on her cheeks slowly rose and gradually turned red.

Jiang Ning's eyelashes trembled. No one knew what she was thinking, but her heart was pounding.

"Give it to you."

“Okay…Okay.”

She took the document handed over by Chen Yuan, turned her body, and the two of them moved closer. The space next to the narrow cabinet was already full.

In her pupils was the enlarged image of Chen Yuan's cheek.

In an instant, Jiang Ning remembered the time in the restaurant when the situation was almost the same, and then she started kissing Chen Yuan for no apparent reason.

If it was just rosy just now, then at this moment when I think of this incident.

Jiang Ning's cheeks turned red within a few seconds, as if she had taken drugs, and it was obvious at a glance that something was wrong.

Chen Yuan looked at her in surprise. She wasn't so shy when they were hugging on the sofa yesterday. Could it be that they became strangers again after one night?
It's just getting closer, not intimate contact.

"Are you okay? You don't have a fever, do you?" He reached out and touched Jiang Ning's forehead. "It's so hot."

Jiang Ning's brain was already on the verge of shutting down, her eyes flickering wildly, and the hand suddenly placed on her forehead added fuel to the fire. She hurriedly took two steps back.

With a bang, it hit the cabinet.

"No, I'm normal, very normal... I can't have a fever," she slapped Chen Yuan's hand away and nodded as if to confirm herself, "That's right."

"That's fine. I'm leaving. It's not appropriate to stay here all the time."

Now that he had obtained the documents, Chen Yuan had no reason to stay in the office all the time, although it was indeed quite comfortable to stay there, with warm air conditioning, a quiet atmosphere, and the company of his girlfriend.

"Let's go, bye." Jiang Ning nodded and shook his head wildly.

"Bye." Chen Yuan smiled and rubbed her head naturally. When he reached the door, he did not forget to close it.

pat-

The office fell silent again.

Jiang Ning stood there blankly for a long time without moving, with her hands pressed against the cabinet behind her as if she was being punished. Her hair still seemed to have the feeling of being rubbed. She was shocked by Chen Yuan's strange and special behavior.

For a long time.

She came to her senses and murmured to herself: "No, he is sick."

……

On the other side, Chen Yuan took the documents and quickly sent them back to the Ministry of Literature and Art.

There was no one in such a big department. I guess they were all staying in the dormitory. Those girls were probably busy grabbing the bathroom.

He put the performance documents at Liu Tingyue's seat, then locked the door and left.

There were many classes in the afternoon, and it was estimated that they would last until the evening. Jiang Ning did not mention anything else, so he was estimated to be able to complete the entire evening self-study class completely and happily.

Although he was happy in love, Chen Yuan did not forget his responsibilities and he was always a student.

And, I have always been confident that I can become an excellent student.

I went to the classroom to get the textbook. Several other roommates also arrived one after another and sat down. Chen Yuan opened the textbook and began to review the notes he made yesterday.

The teacher in charge of teaching the linear algebra course was Professor Zhang Yanping, who was highly qualified and had a high level of competence. Chen Yuan never dared to slack off in his class and always sat upright.

The Department of Physics at Lanzhou University is extremely famous, and many scientific research talents have emerged from the school in the past.

Quan Yafeng, Liu Nan and the other two were laughing and playing around, discussing the game they played when they returned to the dormitory to rest at noon. Don't be fooled by their unruly appearance all day long, they were actually one of the students with exceptionally good grades in high school.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to apply to the Department of Physics at Lanzhou University.

Following a cough, Professor Zhang Yanping walked into the classroom with steady steps, still holding the very representative teacup.

The course officially begins.

Chen Yuan didn't dare to be distracted for even a second. A class lasted 100 minutes, and except for the ten-minute break in the middle, he listened attentively for the rest of the time.

Not all students are like him, but most of them are indeed studying hard.

Except for Liu Nan who yawned occasionally, the other two in the dormitory also put aside their playful intentions and followed Teacher Zhang Yanping's ideas to understand this slightly difficult course bit by bit.

The city of Lanjing welcomed a rare sunny day. Although the temperature was still very low, many cats in the college came out, lying on the grass or on the steps outside the classroom in charming postures with their eyes squinted.

Enjoying the warm sunshine on your body.

Time flies by.

By the time Professor Zhang Yanping came to lecture, the pace of his lectures had gradually slowed down, and the blackboard was already densely covered with formulas and concepts. This was a habit that some veteran mathematics lecturers had developed over a long period of time, as if they could not teach without writing on the blackboard.

He took a sip of the warm tea in the cup and felt that was enough.

"I'll give you some time to think about it. If you have any questions, you can come up and ask them. I'll talk to you later."

When countless students heard this, their tense bodies instantly relaxed and their movements were uniform and neat. Liu Nan even put down his pen and rubbed his face vigorously. He felt that he had overused his brain.

It was almost the same as the two diamond-level games I played last night where I tried my best to turn the tables.

Chen Yuan was waiting for this sentence. He quickly stood up, but his classmate Li Bing, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, was faster than him and walked towards the podium in small steps with his notebook.

The sunlight shines through the window into the corridor. The girl's skin is so white that it glows, and her eyes are clear under her round-frame glasses.

Quan Yafeng immediately raised his head and stared at Li Bing with complicated eyes. Since he was rejected last time, he had completely lost the chance to pursue her. Now he could only keep a distance and watch her live and study seriously. At the podium, Li Bing asked the teacher about her doubts in a low voice. She was thin and small, and the whole person was trapped in a heavy down jacket. There were two circles of furry scarves around her neck, which did not look like a new style this year.

She was not so pretty that other girls felt ashamed of themselves. It could even be said that her appearance was average, or "plain."

But her eager desire for knowledge made her eyes sparkle.

Quan Yafeng was stunned. Liu Nan and Wei Zhen standing by looked at him and shook their heads and sighed. They knew that in Yafeng's eyes, she would appear even more of a white moonlight because she couldn't have such a beautiful white moonlight like Li Bing.

There is no way to persuade people to do this.

The two had given up and left him to fend for himself.

Probably because he had finished asking the questions, Li Bing came down with his notebook and returned to his seat.

Chen Yuan stood up quickly, fearing that someone else would get there first. Teacher Zhang Yanping only had a limited amount of time, and if he didn't hurry up, he would have to wait until the next time. When he was doing his homework yesterday, he had a question, but when he turned around to look at Jiang Yao who was playing games, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​asking.

Unfortunately, Teacher Jiang is a professor of social sciences and philosophy, and she may not understand things like mathematics and physics.

Otherwise, Chen Yuan would definitely let "Jiang Ning" be a tutor and squeeze out all her knowledge for his own use.

The assistant professor who doesn't cost a penny can give her guidance, and she can also dress up as a tutor. Hiss...

Chen Yuan inexplicably felt that it was in line with his own preferences.

He also took his notebook to the stage, marked the parts he didn't understand when doing his homework yesterday, and asked respectfully: "Teacher Zhang, why don't you think my formula works?"

"Let me see." Zhang Yanping put on his reading glasses that he had just taken off and looked at it carefully.

Strange to say.

From the moment Chen Yuan left his seat until he bent down on the podium, many girls looked up and saw his every move.

On the left side of the classroom, there was a girl with an oval face who never wore glasses in class. She was poked on the shoulder by a classmate next to her. She asked in a puzzled voice, "What's wrong?"

"look."

The female student raised her chin towards the stage and winked at the audience.

The girl with an oval face quickly put on her glasses, held her chin with her hand, and admired it.

The young man beside Professor Zhang Yanping listened attentively, nodding his head occasionally, frowning in thought, or suddenly realizing something. He had a sunny and clean temperament, as gentle as the spring breeze in March, with long eyelashes and delicate and three-dimensional facial features.

What is indescribable is that he has that familiar greenish feeling from campus youth. His facial features, which have not fully grown, are mixed with a bit of childishness, but his physical appearance is not much different from that of adults who have entered society.

This creates a sense of conflict.

The scorching sunlight shone through the window and immediately hit his eyes when he raised his head.

The boy raised his hand to block it, tilted his head to the left, and continued to listen with his head down.

The clothes that couldn't be more ordinary made her look lazy and comfortable when she put them on.

There is no doubt that in these few seconds, Chen Yuan inadvertently touched the hearts of many girls in the classroom.

The world has always been fair. If you are handsome, you will definitely be liked by more people of the opposite sex. This is the most obvious truth.

Although many girls have never said it seriously, most of the girls in the class have imagined "dating Chen Yuan" over the past semester.

Like Wu Lanlan, she only tried it once and was not too sad after being politely rejected.

Chen Yuan is excellent, self-disciplined, hardworking, polite and low-key.

He deserves to be liked by others.

The girls in the class don’t have the courage like Wu Lanlan. At most, they just look at her a few more times but are not blatant. This is different from the "secret love" in high school. It is a pseudo concept that makes one’s heart beat.

You don’t necessarily have to fall in love to be attracted to someone.

Even if you just watch quietly, it's very comfortable.

Of course, this is under the premise that Chen Yuan does not have a romantic relationship with any girl in the class, because most girls are very jealous, and if no one else has one, then they can feel at ease if they don't have one either.

If one of them has it, the subtle tacit understanding may be broken.

It is not impossible that this will isolate and alienate the girl.

Take An Jiaxin and Mo Nan, who just put on glasses. They are now good sisters who can appreciate Chen Yuan together and have a great friendship that will never eat alone. But once one of An Jiaxin or Mo Nan starts dating Chen Yuan.

Then... I'm sorry, we'll start fighting in the next second!
Seeing this, An Jiaxin felt so happy. A barely noticeable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She secretly picked up her mobile phone, and took a "click", secretly taking a picture into the album named "crush".

There are many photos of Chen Yuan in this album.

By the way, I forgot to explain what crush means. It means when a girl sees someone who makes her heart beat faster, it is called a crush. It is usually used in the context of non-boyfriends and girlfriends.

It can also be transliterated as "胯湿".

In short videos, you can often see many girls posting the moments when they are excited about the person they like. They are very happy in their heads, but they don’t say a word in real life, and there is a group of girls surrounding them.

Say things like "It really makes my heart beat faster", "Ahhhh sister, I understand!", "Ahhhh sister, you are so cute too!!!", and so on.

However, most boys hate the concept of crush because this word appears in short videos, often accompanied by some girls' mentally unstable and grammatically incorrect gibberish, a bunch of inexplicable # characters, as well as sweet potato emoticons and watermelon strips.

Chen Yuan doesn't like the act of taking secret photos, as it is immoral.

He also had no idea that the look of him asking with his head down at that moment had been stored in the photo library of some female classmates.

All he could hear was Professor Zhang Yanping's earnest instructions, "If I'm not mistaken, the reference book you're reading should be Xu Yichao's Linear Algebra and Matrix Theory, right?"

"Yes, teacher."

"This is not suitable for freshmen. Most linear algebra textbooks are not suitable for beginners because most of the authors are from Mr. Hua Luogeng's school. That one is too advanced and out of the way of thinking for beginners. So, let me recommend a few books to you..."

Chen Yuan took out his notebook and wrote it down, preparing to express his gratitude.

Then the old professor added something that made him flattered.

"I can see that you are dedicated to your research, but your method is wrong, so the solution becomes too complicated to continue. Then you dare to use contradiction, even though the steps are wrong... Not bad, you are a good candidate for theoretical research."

It is a great honor to receive praise from Professor Zhang.

Chen Yuan blushed slightly and scratched his head, "Thank you, teacher."

"Go."

Then, Chen Yuan, who had just stepped down from the podium, finally breathed a sigh of relief and his steps became much lighter.

He felt that the time he had spent reading in the library a few days ago and studying for an entire afternoon over the weekend was not wasted, and that he was indeed moving in the right direction.

This may be the meaning of learning, you reap what you sow.

Returning to his seat, Chen Yuan continued to study the optimal solution according to the several defined principles.

He looked focused, and the end of his gel pen kept shaking.

Outside the window, a breeze blew in, bringing a little chill, turning a page of the book and brushing the hair that was lazily lying on Chen Yuan's forehead.

……

Night slowly falls, the lights in Lanjing come on, and cars flow on the streets.

After work, Jiang Ning drove home. She received a call and was about to go to a friend's house for dinner in the evening.

I don't know what happened, but from the tone of voice, it doesn't seem like a small matter...

She planned to go back and arrange Jiang Yao's dinner first, and then go there herself.

This way I don’t have to worry about my sister not eating well.

On the way, she was driving while recalling the scene in the office.

Jiang Ning knew that Chen Yuan's behavior and jealous look undoubtedly showed that he had not let go of this relationship and still loved her.

The thoughts that she had finally put aside began to flutter again, and her cold and hard heart came to life.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but wonder, is this relationship really over?

Why do we always meet at school?

Why couldn't she bear to stay away from Chen Yuan?
Why can’t I say the cold words that are on the tip of my tongue?

Why do I blush, my heart beats fast and I can't help but look at him when I meet him?
Why?

She knew that cutting off everything and living a good life was the best option, but she simply couldn't treat Chen Yuan with the same attitude as she treated other classmates.

Is it necessary to leave Lanjing...

Or, another option.

Since you like each other, don't worry about the huge waves. This rare fate may be the only one in this life and you will never meet it again.

I can quit my job if it's for true love...

Jiang Ning quickly shook her head. She felt that it was necessary to communicate with Jiang Yao and ask her how she forgot Chen Yuan.

Who knows, you might gain some valuable experience!

(End of this chapter)