Qi Xuan stood up and asked a question that Qiao Muyuan couldn't understand. She didn't bother to take notes, so she drew Peppa Pig in her notebook.

Ji Changmu gave Qi Xuan the answer.

Qi Xuan was very satisfied and kept taking notes after sitting down.

Afterwards, many students asked questions, and one who was not afraid of death asked Ji Changmu a private question: "Professor Boris, are you single?"

As soon as the question came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Everyone knew that Professor Boris had a bad temper and did not save face. They were all waiting for this classmate to be kicked out on the spot.

But Ji Changmu was not angry and did not make any response: "Please pay attention to the occasion, next time."

Qi Xuan was also very excited in the crowd. Although she knew that Ji Changmu was single, she wanted to hear it from Ji Changmu himself, so that she could stop other little girls from having unrealistic ideas.

But Ji Changmu didn't. It seemed that he enjoyed being admired by girls?

After answering five or six questions, Ji Changmu made a brief concluding remarks, bringing this end-of-semester lecture to a successful conclusion.

When the time came, Ji Changmu left behind the scenes.

Qi Xuan followed the crowd and walked out.

Qiao Muyuan sat alone in her seat for a long time. When the crowd was gone, she realized that she was the only one left here.

When I raised my head, I saw that the red carpet, the straight microphone, and the white projector were all empty, and there was no one in the lecture seat.

Qiao Muyuan slowly left his seat and walked out of the auditorium.

When she came out, she found light snow falling in the sky. She didn't bring an umbrella. Fortunately, the snow was not heavy and it was falling sparsely from the sky.

In the parking lot not far away, Ji Changmu walked to his car.

Just when Qiao Muyuan wanted to go up and say hello, Qi Xuan walked over holding an umbrella: "Brother Ji!"

Ji Changmu turned his head, his eyes dark and deep.

Snowflakes fell on his body and on his black suit.

"Brother Ji, it's snowing outside, can you give me a ride? I'm not familiar with this place, and it took me a long time to find the auditorium in the morning."

"Where is Qi Liangyu?"

"My brother is in a meeting."

"I left you in his company."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Brother Ji."

Ji Changmu got into the car, and Qi Xuan followed suit.

Qiao Muyuan was choked on what she wanted to say, her throat was lumpy, and her eyes were blurred by snowflakes.

She didn't hear clearly what Qi Xuan said to Ji Changmu, but she heard Qi Xuan call him "Brother Ji". When she was a child, she wanted to call him "Little Brother" but her boss was reluctant and insisted on calling her teacher.

Qiao Muyuan lowered her head, and cold snowflakes fell on her face, making her feel chilly.

She carried her bag, didn't want to say a word, pouted her mouth, and walked away silently.

I don't know what it feels like in my heart. In short, it's a feeling I've never felt before.

She didn't bring an umbrella and kept walking along the path.

When she walked to the door of the store, she bought a cup of hot milk tea and held it in her hands. It felt much warmer.

That Qi Xuan must be one of his students. Just like her, she is just one of his students.

Just like when she clung to him many years ago, he would deliberately keep a distance from her and tell her that she was just one of the students he taught and had no special feelings.

Nowadays, this is probably the case.

The milk tea was very sweet, but her throat was sore.

She took a taxi home.

It's cold, but it's still comfortable at home.

She sat on the warm sofa in the room, holding the script behind her back with one hand and rubbing Feifei's little head with the other.
Chapter completed!