Chapter 39 (1/2)

”It's really related to history, but it's closer to the art field. Why don't you apply for the Academy of fine arts?” Qi Ziyu asked.

”Er...” Xia Yan hesitated for a moment, but he didn't want to deceive Qi Ziyu, so he said honestly, ”my master said that the professors of sculpture in the Academy of fine arts have too low seniority and poor strength. They are not qualified to teach me. It's better to learn history.”

”Ah?” Qi Ziyu was stunned and then said with a smile, ”then your master must be very powerful. Is he a master of carving?”

”Er... In fact, I don't know, but he is really powerful!” Xia Yan said.

”Then if you carve any works in the future, you must give me one!” Qi Ziyu said. Unconsciously, she moved a little next to Xia Yan. Xia Yan glanced, moved a little quietly, nodded and said, ”OK, what do you want to carve? Remember to tell me at that time.”

”It's a deal!” Qi Ziyu stretched out his right hand and said with a smile.

Xia Yan looked at the flawless white and tender jade hands for two more seconds, stretched out his hand and patted her gently: ”it's a deal!”

At the moment of skin contact, the two people trembled slightly at the same time. Xia Yan only felt a numbness in his palm. It seemed that a weak current rushed up quickly along his arm, and immediately hit the magic tower in his head, and then dissipated. A strong pleasure immediately appeared in his brain, which was very pleasant.

On the other side, Qi Ziyu felt the same way. The sudden pleasure made her face turn red.

”Just now... What's going on?” Xia Yan said blankly.

”Is it static electricity?” Qi Ziyu said.

”Yes, it must be static electricity!” Xia Yan said, but he didn't think so. Early in the morning, it was by the pool with wet air. How could static electricity be generated? Besides, who hasn't been electrified by static electricity? When did you hear that someone was electrified?

This feeling is really good. If only I could try again!

Xia Yan glanced at Qi Ziyu and found that Qi Ziyu was also looking at him with a red face. At the same time, they turned their heads quickly with a guilty heart. Qi Ziyu stood up, lowered his head and said, ”I... I should go back to the dormitory!”

”OK... OK, I... Also went back!” Xia Yan stammered, and he felt a little flustered.

Just then, there was a ”click” sound on the other side of the pond. They looked up at the same time and found a figure shaking. The man was still holding an SLR camera in his hand.

What is this? Xia Yan couldn't touch his head. Did anyone come out early in the morning to shoot the morning light? Yes, photography is true love!

On the other side, Qi Ziyu's face was a little bad and said angrily, ”annoying paparazzi!”

Paparazzi?

Xia Yan finally understood. Is... Brother going to gossip?

Am I stepping into the entertainment industry?

Seeing that he was found, the paparazzi didn't hurry to leave, but continued to press the shutter. After finding that it was impossible to take any valuable photos, he waved to Xia Yan and left contentedly.

”This... Won't have any effect on you?” Xia Yan asked anxiously.

”It doesn't matter. It's no big deal. It's an affair at most,” Qi Ziyu said.

”It's all right!” Xia Yan said with emotion, ”your entertainment circle is really hard to mix. There's no * * at all!”

”Yes, fortunately, I just play tickets. I don't care what these media write,” Qi Ziyu said.

”It was nothing, we just...” Xia Yan just said half a sentence, and suddenly a surprised and angry voice came from behind: ”Ziyu, who is he?”

Hearing this voice, Qi Ziyu showed a trace of helplessness and disgust on his face. Without looking back, he said, ”Xie Zheng, what are you doing here?”

Xia Yan turned his head. A few meters behind him stood a tall young man with a shirt, trousers, shiny leather shoes and short hair. He took care of them meticulously. On the bridge of his tall nose, there was a pair of gold glasses. At first glance, he was an elite, a standard rich and handsome man who could make women love at a glance.

At this time, the young man named Xie Zheng had an angry face, and what he looked at was Xia Yan. It seemed that Xia Yan owed him money.

”Purple feather, I ask you who he is?” Xie Zheng strode over, pointed to Xia Yan's head and raised his voice.

”Who is he? What does it have to do with you?” Qi Ziyu stood up, turned around, and asked coldly.

”What does it have to do with me? Have you forgotten your identity?” Xie Zheng shouted in an aggressive tone.

”As long as I don't agree, it's no big deal.” Qi Ziyu picked Liu Mei and showed no weakness.

Am I lying down?

Xia Yan was speechless on one side. The scene in front of him looked familiar. He was very similar to the dog blood plot in many novels. Was it that Xie Zheng was Qi Ziyu's fiance?

Thinking of this, Xia Yan felt inexplicably nervous about the word fiance.