Speaking of going to audit, on Monday, she actually followed two good friends to the school to audit.

Both are sophomores at Hongcheng University.

They first went to the teacher and leader, and after getting approval, Tu Qingyu followed the two of them and appeared in the class.

The moment she stepped into the class, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became silent.

It wasn't until she followed Tang Zigu and sat down in the empty seat that everyone in the classroom came to their senses.

Someone who was close to Tang Zigu asked immediately.

"Zi Gu, Yi Xia, who is this classmate? Did he just transfer here? An exchange student?"

"Yes, which school did she go to before? Why have I never seen her before?"

Tang Zigu stood up and introduced generously, "Her name is Tu Qingyu, she is a friend of Yixia and I, and she has graduated from Hongcheng University.

Because I studied Chinese before, I wanted to come and audit the courses of our Department of Architecture. "

As soon as she finished speaking, some boys started cheering, "Can someone who studies Chinese understand architecture?"

"Yes, we have a foreign teacher here. Does she understand English?"

"Let me tell you, after you finish college, it's time to find a man to marry. Isn't it that you girls are studying to be able to marry better?"

"boom--!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a book flew from the side and hit his head accurately.

"Who..." He turned his head angrily, and as soon as he turned around, he became speechless.

"Young Master Yuan, what are you..."

"You're so full of shit that you've disturbed me."

It was a young man in Mao suit, fair and elegant, but with a bit of unruliness in his eyes.

As he spoke, he walked this way, and the classmates next to him made way for him.

"Hello." He stood in front of Tu Qingyu and stretched out his hand, "My name is Yuan Youran. Nice to meet you."

The sunlight hit his face through the classroom glass window, and his long eyelashes formed a shadow under his eyes.

For a moment, all the arrogance on his body faded away, and Tu Qingyu saw his original, clean and shy face.

She stretched out her hand, "Hello, Tu Qingyu."

The moment his hands touched each other, his face and neck turned red visibly.

Some of my friends wanted to make fun of him, but they were afraid that Yuan Youran would turn his back on him later.

After class, Sun Yixia leaned in front of Tu Qingyu and whispered: "His face is so red, he is not interested in you."

"Ah?" She turned her head confusedly.

"That's right, I think he may have fallen in love with you at first sight." Sun Yixia leaned a little closer, "But I think he's pretty good. He's the youngest student in our class. I heard he's a genius. He can do everything the teacher teaches him. , his foreign language is also very good. I remember that last semester, he was commended by the school for saving an old man.

His family background is also good, he is the youngest son of the Yuan family. "

Tu Qingyu glanced at her, "What are you talking about? Hurry up and listen to the class."

Sun Yixia: "I'm serious, people outside are talking about free love and opposing arranged marriages. Sometimes, they will fight over a different point of view.

I don't really like their radical look, but I agree with the free love aspect. "

Her family is already choosing a marriage partner for her. They say they will get engaged now and get married after she graduates.

In fact, I don’t blame the boy just now for saying that he went to school just to marry a better person.

In fact, her father really thought so.

She also wants to fight for democracy and freedom with her father like those people outside.

But she can't. Her parents raised her up, and it seems that once she gets into a fight, she will turn into a white-eyed wolf.

However, she felt that she couldn't bear it much longer.

She is a person, not an object.

Since they chose to let her go to school and learn about freedom and democracy, she could no longer be at the mercy of those old ideas.

One day, she will convince her family.

When she really has no choice but to do it, she will join the army.

For the sake of democracy and justice in her heart.

"Those two students at the back, what are you talking about?" The foreign teacher on the stage suddenly looked over and asked them in English with a smile.

Everyone looked over and the two raised their heads.

When the foreign teacher saw Tu Qingyu's appearance, he was stunned. He said again, "The student on the left, I don't think I have seen you in this classroom before."

Tu Qingyu stood up slowly, "Hello, teacher, I came here with my friend to observe."

Her fluent foreign language once again shocked everyone, even the teacher on the stage was a little surprised.

He raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "Come here to listen. I must be very interested in architecture. I wonder if you can answer this question."

Tu Qingyu glanced at the question on the blackboard and spoke slowly, "To be precise, this is not a question, but a point of view..."

She answered the questions raised by the foreign teachers one by one and spoke eloquently. In just ten minutes, everyone in the class was impressed.

Including the foreign teacher, he nodded with satisfaction, "Very good. It can be seen that you are really researching this and you are knowledgeable enough."

He even felt that this student could stand in his position and teach the students below.

"Thank you for the compliment, teacher, but students still have a lot to learn and a long way to go."

"You are too humble. Before I came to China, I heard that Chinese people are humble. Now it seems that it is true."

By the time school was over at noon, she had already made many friends.

If it weren't for a young man named Yuan beside her, she would have been surrounded by people when she left school.

"Then we agreed, let's go out for a picnic together on the weekend?" Yuan Youran smiled heartily.

When he saw Tu Qingyu nodding, little stars seemed to be shining in his eyes.

"Qingyu?"

At this time, a low voice came, and Yi Zhiyuan came over with a sense of oppression.

"Commander Yi?" Yuan Youran frowned, "Qingyu, you..."

Tu Qingyu pulled Yi Zhiyuan and introduced him openly, "This is my brother, Yi Zhiyuan."

The way she openly said that he was her brother made Yi Zhiyuan very upset.

In fact, when he just saw the boys and girls standing together and laughing, his heart felt like it was being burned by fire, feeling stuffy and painful.

Yuan Youran was surprised, "So you are..."

Seeing Tang Zigu nod, he became even happier, "Anyone is welcome, this doesn't affect our friendship."

"I'm going home first, you should go back early too."

"Okay, Qingyu, see you tomorrow."

Yi Zhiyuan didn't bring a driver today, as if he came to pick her up specially.

But since he got in the car, the man stopped talking, and his hands on the steering wheel continued to tighten until the veins popped out. Unfortunately, he didn't even make a sound when he got home.

He didn't say anything, and Tu Qingyu didn't speak either.

She went to school as usual from the next day, but from today on, she didn't see Yi Zhiyuan again.

It wasn't until Friday that she came back from school and learned that the Zhou family had brought someone to propose marriage.

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