Miss Liang looked at him without saying anything for a long time. Her eyes didn't mean anything, but seemed to be looking at him. She has a pair of peach blossom eyes, which are full of light, making her already good looks even more lively.
Fu Yucheng felt a little uncomfortable, but fortunately Liang Fu looked away and asked casually: "The new one?"
Fu Yucheng nodded, threw away his car keys, and glanced at her, meaning to ask her where the car was.
Liang Fu smiled, said nothing, wiped the dead leaves off her hands, turned around and led the way.
A square pond was dug in the courtyard, with a few water lily leaves floating in the water. I guess they were newly planted, and I don't know if they will survive. A road was paved with pebbles next to the pool, and Liang Fu walked on it with light steps, like a dragonfly touching the water. That might be her occupational disease, but Fu Yucheng had to admit that he had never seen a woman who walked better than Liang Fu.
Mrs. Liang's car is a plain Audi, while Liang Fu drives a Jeep Wrangler, blindingly red. Fu Yucheng didn't find it strange at all that Miss Liang drove such a hard-core car.
Fu Yucheng moved the car out of the way, making way for Liang Fu, and then parked the car back. Just as she was about to get off the car, Liang Fu shouted from outside the garage: "Wait a minute."
Liang Fu jumped out of her car, walked towards Fu Yucheng, opened the passenger door, "I'll get something."
She sat up, stretched out her arms, and leaned towards the driver's seat.
The space was small, and a faint scent of perfume flowed out like water. The arm as white as mutton-fat jade flashed in front of his eyes. Fu Yucheng held his breath for a moment and straightened the back of his neck for no reason.
Liang Fu casually pulled down the visor in front of her and took out a card from the mezzanine. Without looking at it, she pinched it in her hand, looked at him, and asked casually, "What's your name?"
"Fu Yucheng."
"Which words?"
"I.M. Pei's I.M. Pei, the city's city."
Liang Fu laughed, looked sideways at him, and used her other hand to pull the car door, "Let's go, see you next time."
Fu Yucheng sat in the car for a while and saw Liang Fu driving out. The perfume seemed to still be lingering in his nose, and he could vaguely smell the scent of bergamot in the fragrance.
Naturally, Liang Fu couldn't be discussed in the dormitory tonight.
The graduate dormitory is a three-person dormitory. In addition to Fu Yucheng and Jiang Chen, there is also a boy named Li Wenyao. Li Wenyao is not from the same school as them. His mentor is more famous, Dean Zheng of the law school. Li Wenyao came from the postgraduate school of this school and had taken many classes from Liang Andao, so he naturally knew about Liang Fu's existence.
Before going to bed, Fu Yucheng went to the balcony to call home. When he came back in, Jiang Chen was talking to Li Wenyao about Liang Fu.
"Li Wenyao, let me ask you something. Is Director Liang's daughter still single?"
Li Wenyao and Jiang Chen had completely different temperaments. He came from a wealthy family and had excellent grades. He was very fond of Jiang Chen's daily conversation. He secretly told Fu Yucheng that Jiang Chen, who came from a pheasant university, was not worthy of publicity. Fu Yucheng has not commented.
"If you become Teacher Liang's son-in-law, you will save at least twenty years of hard work. You have a good idea, but I advise you to turn around and give up. There is no chance." Li Wenyao was not without ridicule, "The only daughter has been trained in the direction of art since she was a child. Liang It's clear what the family's plans are." He just barely managed to say "Weigh your weight."
Jiang Chen was very dissatisfied. He thought he had pure intentions towards Liang Fu, "My fair lady and gentleman are so naughty. I'm not as damn naughty as you think."
Li Wenyao took out his earphones from under the pillow and plugged them in. He took out his phone and flipped through the playlist, "Then I would like to advise you even more. When you have time, go to their ballet company and see what kind of cars are parked in the parking lot. Their circle is... chaotic. ."
Jiang Chen was stunned. He knew nothing about Liang Fu, and Li Wenyao sounded like someone who had come before. His momentum was naturally lacking, and he could not say anything to refute.
"Have you ever had contact with Liang Fu?"
"No."
Jiang Chen immediately sensed the direction of victory. In order to increase his weight, he decided to recruit a comrade to find a place. He kicked the railing of the bed next door and shouted, "Old Fu, are you sleeping?"
Fu Yucheng had a lamp on his bedside, and Jiang Chen almost kicked it off. He raised his hand to straighten himself and said "hmm" in a calm tone.
"We had a close encounter with Liang Fu today. Do you think she is the kind of person Li Wenyao said?"
Fu Yucheng was interrupted from reading and was dragged into such an irrelevant topic. He was very impatient. However, as soon as he said "I can't tell", he remembered the scene in the car inexplicably and softened his words a bit, "... …I haven't had much contact, so I think it's okay."
Jiang Chen received help and took advantage of the victory. "It sounds like he just casually makes conclusions about people, but he is still a student of law. The law is about evidence."
Li Wenyao was too lazy to argue anymore and put on his headphones.
Jiang Chen's mobility is amazing.
The school is going to hold a freshman party, but the cohesion of graduate students is not as good as that of undergraduate students. The student union of the college has called for several rounds but failed to come up with a formal program.
At this time, Jiang Chen, one of the cadres of the courtyard, stepped forward to turn the tide. He persuaded half of the girls in the courtyard to put on a dance show and invited Liang Fu to direct.
Needless to say, there were twists and turns in getting Liang Fu's contact information. The key was to be able to allow such a well-known dancer to condescend to direct a college-level student work. I have to say that Jiang Chen is really capable.
Liang Fu received Jiang Chen's friend application at the end of the day's performance.
In the WeChat verification, Gonggong filled in neatly: Teacher Liang's student, Jiang Chen. She cleared her mind of the memory of that day, and couldn't match the name Jiang Chen with any face.
After the verification was passed, Jiang Chen got straight to the point.
Liang Fu thought his courage was commendable. She was so busy training on weekdays that she had no time to give advice on Lao Shizi's freshman party.
However, the words of rejection were already typed in the dialog box, and they were deleted word by word, and finally the reply was: "Yes, when."
Zhou Tan was taking off his makeup when he saw a silly smiling face in the mirror, and reached out to grab Liang Fu's cell phone, "You are smiling so lewdly, are you looking for a man?"
Liang Fu stretched out her hand to block it, "Yes."
The table in the dressing room was filled with flowers. Zhou Tan found an open space and sat on it. "I don't know about you. How can an ordinary person be able to penetrate your eyes?"
Liang Fu smiled, soaked a cotton pad with lotion, closed her eyes and pressed it on her eyelids. After a moment, she heard the WeChat beep.
After taking off her makeup, she replied to Jiang Chen's message. This person was very meticulous in everything, even the location of the hospital bathroom was clearly explained, as if he was afraid of neglecting her in any way.
Liang Fu didn't care about drinking anymore, she felt a little bit regretful, and spoke to Jiang Chen in a very polite tone. However, Jiang Chen seemed to be inspired by something and sent another message.
Zhou Tan was curious and leaned over to take a look. When he saw the dense text on the screen, he couldn't help but be speechless, "Who is this?"
"My dad is a student."
"Is there a circle of friends? Let me take a look?"
Liang Fu tilted the phone towards her, taking it as acquiescence. Zhou Tan clicked on Jiang Chen's profile picture and entered the circle of friends. He scrolled down a few sets of photos and then exited, exchanging an indescribable look with Liang Fu.
"Friend, I noticed that your vision has declined very quickly."
"not him."
"Who is that?" Zhou Tan keenly captured the key point.
Liang Fu opened Jiang Chen's circle of friends again, and sure enough, she scrolled down to see the photos of the Mid-Autumn Festival party. She pointed her fingers without moving for a long time. Zhou Tan looked along and accurately pointed out the face that had been mistaken for a lifetime in a group photo of more than ten people, "Him?"
Zhou Tan enlarged the picture, stared at the man with thin lips and narrow eyes for a long time, and concluded: "This man is not easy to deal with. Judging from his face, he is a callous person."
"Sister Tan, will we meet again?"
"I have read countless people."
What Zhou Tan said is true. She is a well-known carnivorous girl in the industry. She has had dozens of boyfriends. The great thing is that after the breakup, she turned these boyfriends into self-inflicted brothers. Just her smooth social circle.
Liang Fu took back the phone, "Then what do you think my chances of winning are?"
"Then it depends on what he is after, find out his pain points, and get the right one." Zhou Tan patted her face, "Of course you don't have to worry, you are not lacking in beauty and figure. If not, your parents' wealth and society are also there. status."
Liang Fu said with a smile: "I think you seem to be euphemistically insinuating that I am a vase who can only rely on my parents."
"How many priceless vases does Christie's auction each year? Can you afford them?"
"Sister Tan, I was wrong. I can't afford it. You are right."
The news that Liang Fu was coming to the courtyard as a program director spread throughout the class. Everyone found out the time of the first rehearsal and expressed their intention to attend.
The rehearsal was more than a month after the Mid-Autumn Festival party, and this day was undoubtedly Jiang Chen's highlight moment. Before leaving for the hospital's activity room, he arranged his clothes three times from beginning to end to make sure there were no wrinkles or threads on his body.
Li Wenyao snorted from the side, "Boring."
At this time, Jiang Chen was in high spirits and no words could dampen him. He stood in front of the mirror and posed. He saw Fu Yucheng going out from the corner of his eye and asked, "Old Fu, are you going to join in the fun?"
Fu Yucheng raised his eyelids and said, "I'm going to the library."
"I've never seen someone as ignorant as you. Do you know how much Liang Fu's performance costs?" Jiang Chen did a lot of homework this time. After all, ballet is still a niche hobby, and the venue cannot be sold out. However, any show starring Liang Fu will definitely be sold out. This at least shows that there is a core group of audiences who recognize Liang Fu's signature. of.
Fu Yucheng didn't comment, picked up the book and left.
Along the way from the dormitory to the library, Fu Yucheng met several students from the department, and all of them went to Liang Fu. He felt to some extent that he had underestimated Liang Fu. The star effect was much more exaggerated than he imagined.
Passing by the Humanities Hall, Fu Yucheng met the vice dean in charge of academic research and stopped to say hello. The vice-president held a stack of books under his arm and walked hurriedly, only nodding his head.
Fu Yucheng took two steps and was stopped again.
"Who is that? Are you Teacher Liang's student?"
Fu Yucheng turned around and said yes.
The vice dean took out a book and handed it to Fu Yucheng, "Bring it to Teacher Liang for me. He will teach elective courses for undergraduates tonight and should be in the office at this time."
There were many people in the library at night, so Fu Yucheng went to the library to get a seat first, and then went to the hospital office to find someone.
The graduate school of their law school moved from the old campus just last year. The new building is spacious, and professors can work alone. Liang Andao's office is on the same floor as the dean and deputy dean, so the entire floor is so quiet on weekdays that people dare not leave.
The same is true today. When Fu Yucheng walked to the door, he found that the door was open.
In the office, Liang Andao was not there, but Miss Liang was.
She stood up straight, raised one leg, and rested it on the desk lightly and deftly as she did during daily practice. She was peeling an orange in her hand.
Fu Yucheng didn't expect this scene at all, and was stunned for a moment.
Liang Fu looked over and smiled generously, her eyebrows filled with spring, "Fu Yucheng, do you want to eat oranges?"