chapter 23.

It was just a "hi" mouth shape, but it seemed like a voice from the past, hovering in Cheng Yu's mind.

Cheng Yu wasn't sure if he really saw him, or if it was a distant hallucination. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, the girl was still smiling at him.

Cheng Yu covered his wrist with the bracelet that alerted him to abnormal heart rate.

"The female classmate in the back."

The sound of "female classmate" made Xue Youka turn around, but she didn't realize that she was being called.

The old professor raised his hand: "The female classmate in white."

Xue Youka remained unmoved.

"The female classmate in white clothes is in the fourth row from the bottom."

"Learn... cough, call you!" The tattooed brother next to him quietly poked Xue Youka.

"Ah, call me." Xue Youka then realized that the entire department was looking at him, and stood up bravely.

"Classmate, please answer, the full English name of arch test."

The Professor Zhou in front of me is not only an economics professor at T University, but also a professor at the Cheung Kong Graduate School of Business and a visiting professor at the University of Hong Kong... Xue Youka has read his economics book.

Xue Youka doesn't know the full name, but he knows what arch is - autoregressive conditional heteroskedasticity test.

He quickly translated: "autoregressive conditional heteroscedasticity test." His voice was clear and clear, unlike a girl's, but no one doubted his gender at this time.

For students from T University, this is not a problem. The professor nodded, his eyes stayed on his face for a few seconds, and he picked up the list: "What is your name?"

Xue Youka was a little panicked now.

The tattooed man next to him opened his book and showed it to him.

"Gao Chen." Xue Youka saw this name on the title page of his "Econometrics".

Just when he thought he could get away with it, Professor Zhou unexpectedly laughed: "The one next to you is Gao Chen... you think I don't know?"

Xue Youka: "..."

"You are not a student in our department."

Xue Youka was speechless.

"Okay, sit down." The professor did not continue to embarrass him.

"Students, remember, don't fall in love in my class. You're also not allowed to bring girlfriends from other departments to class."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou."

"I know, Professor Zhou!"

There was a sound of agreement below. Xue Youka sat down without explaining. Gao Chen looked at him a little embarrassed.

"Study... junior, which department are you in? Do you know all about the arch test?"

"I'm from finance next door."

"So how old are you? Are you a freshman... I've never seen you in school before. Is your hair a real wig?"

"wig."

"Is it fake?" Gao Chen couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the tip of his black hair, "It feels too real." At this time, he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his back, as if something terrible had happened. Something was staring at me, and I couldn't help but shudder.

He turned around in confusion and saw that the owner of that piercing gaze was none other than Turbo, the drummer of the Scorpio band who was a very famous figure and had numerous fans.

Turbo is usually very aloof, cold and arrogant. Even if someone talks about him in person, he will not give them a look.

But at this moment, he actually stared at him with a fierce look that was filled with anger, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces and throw him into the Black Dragon Pond sinkhole.

Gao Chen quickly turned around: "Junior, do you know Turbo?"

"I don't know you. If you know me, why would you come to class with me?"

"Then why is he staring at me?"

Xue Youka secretly turned around and took a look, and found that Turbo's eyes were very complicated.

He said to Gao Chen: "Maybe your tattoo is too cool."

Gao Chen thinks it makes sense.

"Just listen to the class and stop talking."

Having just been called up by Professor Zhou to answer a question, Xue Youka did not dare to do anything out of the ordinary. He lowered his head silently. Gao Chen whispered: "What you brought is "Macroeconomics". Let's go up.

It's actually "Econometrics", do you want to read my book?"

"Thanks!"

The two of them immersed themselves in sharing the same book "Econometrics".

Xue Youka is really paying attention to the lectures. Every teacher at T University is very knowledgeable. A casual comment from a professor like this can make a person better than studying for ten years, let alone teaching in class.

Soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Gao Chen was about to ask for WeChat again when he saw his junior student stand up and shout to the back: "Senior Turbo!! Don't leave!!"

Cheng Yu stood up after being called and stood in the last row of the lecture hall. He lowered his head and looked at him with deep eyes.

Gao Chen felt that he was glared at by Turbo's murderous gaze again, and he pulled his sleeves to cover up the tattoo. He didn't dare to delay his junior's business, so Ma Liu took out his mobile phone: "Junior, let's add a WeChat account

Right? Don’t get me wrong...I’m not gay! I just want to make friends with you.”

"Senior, please contact me later." Xue Youka casually wrote down the phone number in his notebook. He didn't even have time to answer the question about his name, so he hugged the book "Macroeconomics" and pushed aside the person next to him and ran out.

"Senior! I've finally waited for you." Xue Youka stood still in front of him, with people passing by. He stretched out his hand, making a handshake gesture, and said very politely, "Hello, hello! I am t

Member of the Great Photographic Association.”

Cheng Yu's cold gray-black eyes were fixed on his face, from the amber eyes that had not changed, to the tip of his nose, and then to his lips.

He was very sure that he had not mistaken the person.

He looked down at the other person's outstretched hand. It was a hand with sharp joints, not quite like a girl's hand.

Cheng Yu rarely stretched out his hand, put the palm of his hand into his, and spoke with a deep look: "I am Cheng Yu."

He saw that the person in front of him didn't react at all when he heard the name, and his tone was polite and distant, as if he really didn't know him. Cheng Yu's emotions were boiling, and he tried his best to control himself, and his face became terrifyingly dark.

"My name is Xue Youka. Although it's our first time to meet you, I really like your band's songs! I've also seen your performance!"

Xue...what?

Xue Youka saw that the senior's expression was not right. The muscles on his face seemed to be twitching slightly. It looked like there was something wrong with the facial nerves... Xue Youka suspected that he might have facial paralysis and asked in a low voice: "Senior, is it convenient for me to add a facial nerve?"

WeChat? We want to interview you and take a photo of you..." After that, he added, "Is that okay?"

Cheng Yu still didn't speak, and had not recovered from the complicated emotions after seeing him.

Xue Youka took it as his acquiescence and was about to take the phone, but found that his hand was still in the other person's hand. He tried to pull it back... but he couldn't pull it out.

Cheng Yu's arms were developed through high-intensity drumming practice and are stronger and stronger than the arms of athletes.

"...Senior Turbo?" Xue Youka reminded him, "My hand...you grasped it too tightly."

"...I'm sorry." Cheng Yu let go of his hand as if he had lost all strength, and all the strength in his body felt like it had been drained away.

"It's okay." Xue Youka scanned his QR code, "I added it, can you approve it?"

There was no one in the classroom. It was now 8:40 pm. Cheng Yu looked at the WeChat account he had just added. His avatar was an animated handsome boy, male, and his ID was Wakakaka.

Xue Youka gave him the note "turbo".

Then I received a message from the person face to face.

"My name is Cheng Yu."

"It's not Chen Yu."

When Xue Youka saw these two pieces of news, he looked up at him and said, "Okay, senior, I'll give you a note."

He also typed out his name and sent it. When most people heard his name, they couldn't imagine the words, and at the same time they would sigh that the name was really weird.

Sure enough, Turbo also said something.

"Real name?"

"Really."

"Haven't changed it?"

"Of course not. It's just the name you were given when you were born."

Cheng Yu frowned.

Xue Youka said: "Senior, when is it convenient for you? I'll ask the president to arrange a time. We will interview you at a time that is convenient for you."

Before Cheng Yu could speak, his phone rang, and he pressed it down: "Tonight."

"ah?"

"My car is in the parking lot. I have something to ask you." Cheng Yu's jaw tightened, "You follow."

Xue Youka followed him without knowing why: "But for the interview, I have to report to the leader."
To be continued...