Bo Yan remembers that they met eight and a half years ago. She is a freshman and he is a senior. After he recommended graduate students as a senior, he helped his tutor to do some teaching assistant work.

In the university classroom, there must be a mixed subject called "university aesthetic education". The legendary king of elective courses, as long as you are present when the teacher arrives, don't hand in a blank paper at the end of the term, and get 90 points easily. And this kind of class is not easy to choose, many people in order to score good, a course selection week on hand speed burst out to grab class.

As it happens, Bo Yan's open class is university aesthetic education.

His tutor didn't like to point it. After a semester, Bo Yan didn't have a chance to point it with that roster. So on, on the class of human flesh eye visible less. Towards the end of the term, with heavy schoolwork, fewer people will come to this kind of insignificant class. Even a few students who came to class slept all the way to the end of class, wiped their saliva, patted their buttocks and left.

Originally, a large lecture hall could accommodate hundreds of people, but only 20 people arrived in this course, even 30% of them didn't arrive. No matter how good-natured his tutor was, he asked him to order it.

Bo Yan has been sitting in the first row. No one sits in the first row in such an open class - it's easy to be seen when sleeping.

But when he got up, the whole class was boiling: Wow, that boy is so handsome!

Bo Yan's expression was calm and he called the roll one by one along the way. The college and people's names are all in alphabetical order. The art college is the last, and Xia Siyu and Zhou Weiwei are also the last two.

When Bo Yan saw the name of "Xia Siyu", he thought that this guy should be a girl. But if it's a girl, how angry she is. Her surname is Xia, and she is "thinking of rain". It's just a bad temper.

Of course, after knowing each other later, Xia Siyu also said that she had a "pure Yang" life style and was very angry. Xia Xia was born, surnamed Xia. There was no rain for three consecutive months before he was born, so it was called "Siyu".

But when he called her name: "Xia Siyu."

There was no response.

Bo Yan's expression was calm, and he raised his voice again: "Xia Siyu."

In the whole class, there are only about 20 people. Because they are all from different colleges, they are not familiar with each other. When they hear the names, they just look at each other, and no one talks to them.

After three things, Bo Yan called each person's name three times. If he didn't agree to it three times, he drew a cross directly behind the name and deducted points in the final exam.

He said: "summer rain."

"It's coming, it's coming." Is sitting in the last row of Zhou Weiwei weak voice, and then she pushed next to sleep is cool some goods, "wake up, the teacher roll call."

Then Xia Siyu blinked and looked up slowly.

When she woke up, her hair was still in front of her face. Bo Yan glanced, not interested in bowed his head and asked: "are you Xia Siyu?"

Xia Siyu cut her hair and asked: "who are you?"

Bo Yan was almost amused by her and raised his head.

Xia Siyu is just awake and looks at him.

The four eyes are opposite.

How to describe the feeling of that moment? It's like burning Heidelberg tonight. In the dark night, a bunch of fireworks suddenly rose to the sky and burst out, and the whole world was bright.

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At the end of the first question, Li Yiru asked with a smile, "when was your first kiss?"

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