A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The fragrance of osmanthus is fragrant in September, and Yujing University has ushered in many new faces. The freshmen who have just enrolled are full of longing and are looking forward to the upcoming campus life.

As the No. 1 institution in China, Yujing University recruits many top students in the college entrance examination every year, as well as a variety of outstanding students.

There are many talents here, and any student may have something unique. The freshmen are not afraid of tigers, and they are eager to challenge the seniors and sisters.

One week after the start of the semester, the sophomore students of Yujing University's School of History are talking about coming to exchange lectures from Yuanhua University. It is said that Professor Hua Ditang is young and talented.

"Have you heard of it? It is said that Professor Hua Ditang was named an associate professor before he was 26 years old! He was officially turned into a full-time professor at the age of 28."

"Wow, people are more popular than people. I heard from friends from Yuanhua University that Professor Hua is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is a well-deserved classical male god!"

"You little girls, vulgar, nympho!"

A boy showed a look of disdain, and was immediately besieged by the girls.

Shu Ange holds the cheeks and turns the pen, with a lazy expression, almond eyes and peach cheeks, the skin is as smooth as suet and white jade, black as ebony and shiny, and the beautiful flowers are picturesque.

Someone suddenly called out, "Goddess Jinglan, you and Professor Hua are fellow villagers. Is he really as legendary as rumored?"

In the eyes of everyone, Shu Ange is a talented scholar who is always friendly and friendly, but has a faint sense of alienation.

There are many people who want a beautiful smile, but Shu Ange has always been true to his suitors, just like a flower on the high ridge.

When someone inquired about Hua Ditang, Shu Ange blinked his eyes and said as he turned his pen, "Professor Hua is astonishingly talented, Xiao Xiao Susu, hearty and clear. Looking forward to the brilliance of his legacy, he screamed like a lantern."

For his sweetheart, Shu Ange did not hesitate to praise him, and everyone looked forward to the arrival of the new professor.

"Professor Hua is here! Everyone be quiet."

With a reminder, everyone raised their heads and waited for Hua Ditang's presence. They were very curious about what the man who even the goddess praised was like.

Hua Ditang walked in in a dark blue tunic suit and gold-rimmed glasses with teaching materials in his arms.

"..."

Dozens of eyes looked at Shu Ange, seeming to question what she had just described. She leisurely turned her pen and shrugged her shoulders at everyone.

Hua Ditang likes to dress herself up in the direction of the antiques, and uses rigid glasses to block people's charming style. What can she do?

"Hello everyone, my name is Hua Ditang. I am honored to be teaching the course "The History of Customs and Relationships in the Ming and Qing Dynasties" this semester."

His voice is warm and clear, his facial features are gentle and handsome, his words and deeds are dignified and well-mannered, and he quickly won the favor of everyone.

Although it is not as earth-shattering as everyone imagines, it can definitely be called a beautiful man.

The thunderous applause sounded, Hua Ditang nodded slightly, and his eyes swept across Shu Ange.

Just now everyone seemed to be looking at her, Hua Ditang was a little curious about what happened just now.

In order to avoid bad influence on Shu Ange, Hua Ditang never made public their relationship, so the students in the audience did not know the special relationship between the two.

Shu Ange stopped turning his pen, looked at Hua Ditang with a smile, and winked at him mischievously.

"Excuse me, classmates, can I disturb you?"

A sunny and handsome boy with handsome short hair rushed into the teacher with a big bouquet of roses and greeted him dashingly.

There were boos from the podium, and some people were eagerly waiting for the handsome boy to make his next move.

Hua Ditang put down the textbook and said solemnly, "This classmate, it's class time, please leave for now."

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'll just say a word, very fast!"

Without waiting for Hua Ditang to answer, the young man rushed to the stage with a rose in his arms and rushed all the way to Shu Ange's seat. He got down on one knee and said excitedly, "Classmate Jinglan, I love you, please get in touch with me. "

"Oh, oh, oh! I've come to confess again."

"Goddess Jinglan, accept it!"

Everyone turned to look at Shu Ange, someone knocked on the table, and the restlessness of young men and women was vivid and lovely.

Hua Ditang adjusted his glasses and looked at the audience with an unpredictable expression.

Shu Ange put down the pen in his hand, smiled lightly, showing two cute little tiger teeth: "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend, he is a vinegar jar,"

"Ha ha."

Her words caused a commotion, many boys wailed, and girls were amused by the title of vinegar jar.

"The goddess actually has a boyfriend, we have no chance."

The most embarrassing thing is naturally the short-haired boy who was rejected in front of everyone. He stood up from the ground with a blushing face, neither staying nor staying, standing there pitifully.

Shu Ange opened the book, turned his eyes to the podium, and said lightly, "This classmate, we are going to class, please go back."

The boy put a bunch of roses on Shu Ange's table and ran out in great stride.

"Classmates, classes are officially starting now."

Hua Ditang went straight to the point, didn't say a word of nonsense, and everyone stopped frolic and concentrated on listening to the class.

He looks old-fashioned, but his lectures are witty, humorous and easy to understand. His classmates listen very attentively and write notes quickly.

Shu Ange wandered leisurely, her fingers kept turning the pen, while others were listening to the class, she kept looking at Hua Ditang's face intently.

Occasionally, when his eyes fell on her face, she would deliberately show a sultry gesture-lifting her hair, winking, rubbing her lips, her seductive little gestures successfully made Hua Ditang's eyes darker.

Everyone was listening to the class, and no one noticed Shu Ange's small movements, and no one connected her with Hua Ditang.

Hua Ditang's voice became hoarse unconsciously, while Shu Ange's boldness had a thrilling appeal.

The two classes ended soon, and the students got up to organize their things one after another. Shu Ange politely declined the roommate's invitation and flipped through the textbooks slowly.

After class, some students asked questions, and Hua Ditang answered them patiently.

After all the students had left, Hua Ditang's eyes fell on Shu Ange. She sat in the fifth row elegantly and gently, her pale pink dress made her pinker and brighter.

The classroom suddenly fell silent, Shu Ange closed the book, raised his head and looked at Hua Ditang innocently: "Mr. Hua, I have a few questions that I don't quite understand, can I ask you something?"

"Can."

Hua Ditang's magnetic voice reverberated in the classroom. He slowly walked towards Shu Ange, and the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground was clear and loud.

Shu Ange looked at Hua Ditang in a relaxed manner, his eyes shone brightly, he deliberately stretched out the tip of his pink and seductive tongue and licked the corner of his lips.

Her playfulness and inadvertently revealed sexiness made Hua Ditang unable to restrain herself, but he still maintained the demeanor of a noble son.