Students at Harvard University are not idle. Besides attending classes, they either soak in the library or engage in research and projects. Especially for those majoring in computer science like them, coding can make their heads go bald.
Ryder called in favors and ended up taking charge of a class himself.
Ryan Bennett didn't take on this burden for nothing. There were real plots and homework deals involved.
The distance was not far, just 200 meters, but he strolled slowly for almost five minutes. His face was like a moving Pan An, attracting countless glances.
It made the instructors of the classes training and chatting on both sides cough continuously.
He had a relaxed and unrestrained posture, a straight and broad back, and the shoulder blades outlined the shape of the pure - cotton black T - shirt, with the standard broad shoulders and narrow waist.
The baseball cap covered his eyes and brows, revealing a section of fair and smooth - jawed chin. His casual temperament was the most appealing to girls of this age.
The president, he's really something of a playboy.
If Finn Alvarez were here at this moment, he would definitely come up and kick him a couple of times.
"Yo." When he walked up, Ryan Bennett said, "Weren't you saying it was too hot or too cold and you wouldn't come? What changed your mind?"
Ryder didn't say anything.
He walked up to him, looking down at him with drooping eyelids.
Then, he lifted his leg.
"Wow, is that the president?"
"Why did he come over? It seems that our instructor knows the president. They seem to have a good relationship..."
"Of course, they're both in the student union."
The students of Class 4, who were in the middle of self - introductions and interactions, were naturally attracted by this. They huddled together and whispered.
Just a few seconds after the words "have a good relationship" were spoken, they were shocked —
For no other reason.
It was just that their instructor, Ryan Bennett, was kicked aside.
And the president slowly retracted his leg as if he hadn't done it. Under Ryan Bennett's accusing gaze, he leisurely picked up the folding stool.
Before picking it up, the president kindly kicked his calf again.
He asked with concern:
"Can you still get up?"
Everyone: "Sss."
Ryan Bennett: "..."
Everyone had serious expressions, looking at the sky, the ground, and the white clouds.
Aria, however, tightened her lips, and couldn't control the twitch.
She could barely hold it in and wanted to laugh.
She liked to watch Ryder lazily bully people. It was particularly interesting. She thought it was like a big cat suddenly finding a toy.
Those pitch - black eyes, although seemingly plain, could show a bit of hidden mischievousness deep inside. It satisfied his bad taste and made his youthful feeling burst out instantly.
Before Ryan Bennett could get up, Ryder said, "Two boys, step out."
Everyone was puzzled.
After a while, two boys pushed each other and stood out.
Ryder glanced at them indifferently, and lifted his chin. "Help your instructor up. He can't get up by himself."
The two boys looked at each other, and were actually about to step forward.
Ryan Bennett's eyelids twitched wildly. After a two - second silence, he said, "Don't. Your instructor isn't that weak. I can get up by myself."
He propped his hands on the ground, stood up neatly, slapped the dirt off his buttocks, crossed his arms, and said through gritted teeth, "Who was it at in the self - introduction just now? Continue."
Ryder slightly raised his brow bone, with a half - smile expression on his face.
"..." Ryan Bennett's mouth twitched. Just because he mentioned the little beauty a few more times, is it really necessary? This petty bastard.
The self - introductions continued smoothly. Ryder leaned against a thick willow tree, sitting on the stolen folding stool. The rain had stopped at some point, and the sun came out.
The sunlight filtered through the tree shade and fell on his face, swaying in the wind.
He leaned his head back against the tree, eyes closed, either sleeping or just closing his eyes to kill time. Not just one class, but girls nearby were constantly looking at him.
He seemed oblivious to these gazes.
When it was Aria's turn, he finally showed some movement. His eyelids drooped, and his pitch - black and indifferent peach - blossom eyes looked over.
The girl was wearing the unified military training uniform today. He had seen it in the morning, but with the sun out, it became even more distinct.
This military - green camouflage uniform was very picky.
It was wide and loose, even more so than school uniforms, and wearing it without the right fit made one look like they were going to plant rice seedlings or like a migrant worker in the countryside.
Compared to others, with the bright light making the colors more intense, the girl stood out. Her skin, which was already several shades fairer than others, was a real eye - catcher.
The saying "a fair complexion can hide a multitude of flaws" was true.
Moreover, she wasn't flawed at all.
Her black hair was tied up high and beautifully. The un - cinched clothes, paired with her delicate and innocent face, made her look extremely pure. At this moment, because of the self - introduction, her face was slightly red.
Ryder raised his eyebrows and licked his dry lips.
He held the mineral water bottle and raised his head to drink.
Aria was attracted by the bobbing of his Adam's apple as he swallowed. She saw the transparent water droplets roll down from his chin, falling from his jaw into his collarbone and finally disappearing into his collar.
So when she spoke, she was a bit absent - minded.
"My name is Aria. I'm from the south. I don't have any particularly special hobbies. I'm not very good at playing games either. I usually like watching TV dramas and reading novels. I'm rather introverted."
After speaking at a slow and steady pace, she paused for a few seconds, thought about it, and found there was nothing more to say.
So she slightly bent over and bowed. "That's all."
At the same time, she retracted her gaze.
She returned to her seat, and as soon as she sat down, Sydney hugged her arm. "Honey, be honest. Were you secretly looking at our president just now?"
Aria blinked, surprised.
Was she that obvious?
Sydney playfully pinched her face, and thought the girl was even more innocent. What was on her mind was written all over her face.
"Isn't it obvious? When he was drinking water, your expression was almost like you wanted to go over and hold the water bottle for him!"
Aria: "No, it can't be?"
Sydney: "Why not! I saw it clearly!"
When Aria was doing the self - introduction, she was facing the classmates in her class, and the willow tree was diagonally opposite.
Ryder was there.
Sydney only knew Aria among the classmates, and the two of them were sort of new friends now. Naturally, she was closely watching her.
As a result, she found her new friend was distracted.
Following her vacant gaze, she saw that it was exactly the boy who was lifting his eyelids and lazily drinking water.
Sydney confirmed it several times. There was no mistake.
She turned sideways, gently pinched Aria's cheeks, distorting the girl's soft face, and lowered her voice. "Be honest. Do you like him?"
Aria: "..."
Her secret crush for so many years was actually seen through by a friend she had just met a few hours ago.
She felt rather complicated.
Besides, there was an indescribable sense of embarrassment and awkwardness.
Sydney clicked her tongue twice. "So it seems you do." She raised her eyebrows and said, "Honey, you knew each other before, right?" m.gΟиЪ.ōΓＧ
Aria: "..."
The blush that had just faded came back up again.
Yo, she's getting shy?
Sydney turned her head, and her eyes critically sized up the boy under the willow tree who had started to close his eyes and rest again.