Fang Nian laughed: "Long time no see, classmate Xiaolin."

Blinking his eyes, he looked Lin Yucong up and down, and asked, "You don't plan to go home on November?"

Fang Nian didn't ask Lin Yucong why he came to Fudan without telling him, nor did he ask Lin Yucong why he came to Fudan, let alone why Lin Yucong was secretly photographed. There are some things that you don't need to ask.

More than two months have passed since the meeting when I received the admission notice.

It’s indeed a long time no see.

Several close friends in high school knew when Fang Nian would register for school, but Fang Nian did not necessarily know their registration time.

For example, Fang Nian didn't know when Lin Yucong reported for duty, mainly because he didn't tell Lin Yucong if he asked.

Lin Yucong, who is already a college student, has become more "simple" in his dress.

It is no longer as foreign as before.

Simple washed denim trousers with white short-sleeves, without a shirt and jacket, and without exposing a section of her glowing white belly.

Although it's not fancy, it's not simple either.

After all, he is the leader of No. 8 Middle School, and he is very good at controlling his momentum.

Lin Yucong brushed his short hair that was messed up by the wind with his right hand, put his left hand in his pocket, and replied: "I have to go home, but it will be tomorrow afternoon."

"Run back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Fang Nian asked.

Lin Yucong hummed, and looked at Fang Nian calmly: "It seems that you don't plan to go back. You even drove the car. It seems that what you said in high school about picking up money is true."

Fang Nian replied: "I have nothing to do when I go home, and I don't plan to bother. You didn't believe me when I said I picked up the money. Now that I say I didn't pick it up, you definitely don't believe it either."

"Tsk, the philosophy department is really training. That's ridiculous." Lin Yu smacked his lips.

She would not be curious about how the car Fang Nian drove came from.

After chatting for a while, Lin Yucong changed the topic and asked: "How is it? What is it like to study at Fudan?"

"It's okay. The restrictions on students are not high. You don't have to live in the dormitory after applying... In short, I feel good personally. Originally, my goal was never to be in Qingbei."

After a pause, Fang Nian sighed again and said, "It's just that I still don't understand why Fudan didn't admit you."

Lin Yucong rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I mean, you don't have to deliberately expose your scars within a few minutes of meeting your old classmate, right?"

Fang Nian was amazed: "So we are classmates?"

Lin Yucong gritted his teeth and said, "Can't people from the same school be considered classmates?!"

Fang Nian smiled and stopped teasing Lin Yucong.

"..."

"By the way, our classmate Liu Xi from Class 174 is also at Fudan University. Would you like to sit down with us, but I don't have time today." Fang Nian suddenly thought of classmate Liu Xi and asked.

Lin Yucong said in a casual tone: "I know her, maybe you didn't know about Fudan that Liu Xi also filled in beforehand. Haven't we all met her before during the placement."

Then he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "If you don't have time, let's talk about it next time."

Before Fang Nian could speak, Lin Yucong suddenly said in a serious tone: "How are you? Did you meet anyone you like in college?"

Although the smile on his face remained the same, his eyes were fixed on Fang Nian motionlessly, and even his breathing slowed down a lot.

She was both afraid of hearing a yes answer and a negative answer.

The mood is very complicated.

Facing Lin Yucong's nervous gaze as he inquired, Fang Nian smiled slightly and said in a serious tone: "We met during the summer vacation. I should have the opportunity to introduce you to me today."

Lin Yucong's heart skipped a beat, but she still asked calmly on the surface: "So you're waiting for her? Does it look good? Where are you from? What do you do?"

Although the questions come one after another, they are not overwhelming.

Fang Nian answered one by one: "I made an appointment in advance. He should be good-looking. He is a senior from another school and is from Shaozhou."

"Are we together?"

"Not yet, I just like it."

"Why do you like so much bigger ones?"

"I can't tell, she's only 19."
Chapter completed!