Chapter 1 Boyfriend

In early summer, golden sunlight scattered from the lush leaves, and the entire Pingcheng Academy of Fine Arts presented a vibrant scene.

At this moment, a theme event called "National Style and Han Charm" was being held in the central square of the school.

A girl in a green Hanfu stood in front of the theme poster, occasionally guiding students passing by.

She had a green jade hairpin on her head, and the long chain earrings were eye-catching.

Her skin was very white, her appearance was gentle and beautiful, and her demeanor and behavior had a bit of the temperament of an ancient lady.

"Are you tired, Jiaen? Take a rest." Roommate Zou Yu handed over a bottle of mineral water, and the bottle touched Lu Jiaens arm.

This activity was originally sponsored by the Chinese Painting Department. As a student of the Oil Painting Department, Lu Jiaen and Zou Yu were here to help.

Lu Jiaen waved her hand and smiled: "Its okay, I brought it."

She turned back to her seat, took out a cup from her bag and took a few sips.

"What kind of tea is it today?" Zou Yu looked at the tea bag inside curiously.

Lu Jiaen likes to make her own tea bags, Chinese medicinal herbs and flowers, and they are different every day.

She once tried it out of curiosity, and it was so unpalatable that she almost vomited.

Since then, she has never touched those neatly arranged tea bags again, and she admires Lu Jiaen who can drink without changing her expression.

"Rose, chrysanthemum, wolfberry, and so on."

After answering, Lu Jiaen put the cup on the table and took out her phone from her bag to check.

The interface was empty, with no messages or calls.

Lu Jiaen frowned slightly, swiped the screen and clicked into WeChat.

In the familiar black avatar dialog box, the last message between the two was sent by herself in the morning.

[Then I will accompany you to H City for three days before going home, okay? ]

The time of sending was 7 oclock in the morning, which was more than 6 hours ago.

After so long, Lu Jiaen could not deceive herself with the excuse of "not getting up yet". Her fingers rubbed the screen for a while, and calmly put the phone back into her bag.

Back in front of the exhibition poster, Lu Jiaens arm was touched again.

She looked up at Zou Yu with a little doubt on her face.

"Had a fight with your boyfriend?" Zou Yu asked in a low voice.

Since morning, her roommate has checked her phone several times. This is different from Lu Jiaen in the usual way.

Lu Jiaen paused and shook her head.

This cant be considered a quarrel, right? At most, someone is angry unilaterally.

"Thats right." Zou Yu nodded, his eyes fell on Lu Jiaens face, "I cant imagine you quarreling."

Living with Lu Jiaen for almost 3 years, Zou Yu has never seen Lu Jiaen angry, and even emotions such as impatience and anxiety are rare.

She is gentle and calm like a clear spring, as if she can tolerate everything.

Lu Jiaen curved her lips and said nothing.

The silver earrings swayed and sparkled in the sun.

Zou Yus heart jumped uncontrollably again.

As one of the top art academies in China, Pingcheng Academy of Fine Arts has countless beauties, and each is beautiful in its own way.

In such an environment, Zou Yu is basically immune to beauties. But in the dormitory, she is still amazed by Lu Jiaen from time to time.

Lu Jiaens skin is white and thin, and it is so delicate that it can be blown away. The face shape is a beautiful oval face, and the shape of the eyebrows and eyes is beautiful and soft, giving people a gentle and well-behaved feeling.

It is lunch time now, and there are not many people passing by.

The two stood and chatted for a while, and no classmates were interested in the activities.

"You look a little pale, you should sit down and rest for a while." Zou Yu looked at Lu Jiaens face and was a little worried.

Lu Jiaen is in poor health and gets a little sick from time to time. She asked him to help, and it would be bad if he was uncomfortable because of this.

Lu Jiaen thought about it, nodded, and walked back to the chair with Zou Yu to rest.

"Are you going back to City C during the holidays? Not with your boyfriend?" Zou Yu asked casually.

"Well, Ill go back to City C." Lu Jiaen lowered her eyes and took out her mobile phone again.

—— As expected, there was no reply.

Qin Xiaoze was angry with her because of going home during the holidays.

As a senior, he and his friends planned a graduation trip. The time span was more than a month, from domestic to foreign.

Because Lu Jiaen had other things to do and couldnt accompany him. The young master was so angry that he didnt contact for several days.

Between the two of them, Qin Xiaoze always wanted to meet, but not vice versa.

If Qin Xiaoze didnt want to, Lu Jiaen wouldnt be able to find him.

Just like now, even if Lu Jiaen called, she might not be answered.

She sighed in her heart, opened the lid of the cup and drank another sip of flower tea.

"Im a little curious about who your boyfriend is." Zou Yu glanced at Lu Jiaens quiet profile and whispered.

After living together for so long, she only knew that Lu Jiaen had a boyfriend, but she didnt know his name or appearance. If Lu Jiaen hadnt called and stayed outside, she would have suspected that this man was a pretext made up by Lu Jiaen to reject her suitors.

Lu Jiaen was stunned.

Qin Xiaoze was not from this school, and the two mostly met outside the school, so it was normal not to know.

As for who they are…

"Bad guys."

Lu Jiaen whispered and gently put down the cup.

The light yellow tea reflected a ray of sunlight, and the tea bag turned in a circle in the cup and sank to the bottom.

*

The sun was shining, and there were not many people on campus, and even fewer people came to see the exhibition.

Lu Jiaen and Zou Yu sat under the parasol, chatting casually.

But gradually, the number of people in the square seemed to increase suddenly without noticing.

Clusters of people were all walking in one direction.

"What are they doing?" Zou Yu also noticed it and was surprised, "Are there any big names coming to give lectures today?"

"I didnt see the notice." Lu Jiaen shook his head.

The official website did not announce that there would be lectures or important exhibitions today.

"Ill go ask."

Zou Yu trotted over, stopped a few girls, exchanged a few words, and came back quickly.

"They said there will be a basketball game in the gymnasium later, do you want to watch it?" Zou Yus face was a little excited.

"I heard theres a handsome guy!" She raised her eyebrows, "Its almost over anyway, lets go."

Lu Jiaen was not interested in the handsome guy, so she said she would stay here.

Zou Yu had to leave alone, and told her to go back and rest early.

Lu Jiaen drank some water and turned on the phone screen again.

——Still no response.

She lowered her eyes, thinking about whether to make a call.

"Isnt it just a basketball game? Is it that serious?"

The voices of other people next to her came into her ears, and Lu Jiaen subconsciously looked up.

She realized that there were suddenly many more people in the square, all of them hurriedly rushing towards the gymnasium.

Some even started jogging.

Most of the students in the Academy of Fine Arts are independent, free and undisciplined, and many are arrogant and conceited. Apart from lectures and exhibitions by industry masters, students rarely get interested in any activities. Not to mention a basketball game that has nothing to do with art.

Lu Jiaen frowned, feeling a little strange about this enthusiastic scene.

Before she could figure out the situation, the phone in her hand suddenly vibrated twice.

A WeChat message popped up.

Q: [Playing ball]

Lu Jiaen looked at the screen and slowly pursed her lips.

Qin Xiaoze didnt say yes or no to her proposal.

Even playing ball, he didnt tell her in advance.

The three cold words revealed Qins temperament of "Im not happy".

Lu Jiaens fingers tapped quickly on the screen.

Just after typing "Where", Zou Yu suddenly called.

"Jiaen, Ive saved a seat for you, come to the gym!"

As soon as the call was connected, Zou Yus excited voice came from the phone, clicking non-stop.

"Why are there so many strangers? Many people from A University are here to watch the game. Especially girls, there are so many!"

Lu Jiaens mind jumped: "A University?"

"Yes, yes! Its a friendly match between the Academy of Fine Arts and A University. But I think our academy is asking for trouble. A University won the Cuba (China University Basketball League) championship last year..."

"Ill be there right away." Lu Jiaen interrupted Zou Yus mumbling and hung up the phone.

After explaining to the organizer, she packed her things and hurried to the gymnasium.

*

Walking quickly to the gymnasium, Lu Jiaen looked for a seat along the audience seats while talking on the phone.

"Here!" Zou Yu turned around and waved vigorously.

Lu Jiaen also smiled and waved, hung up the phone and walked towards Zou Yu.

As soon as she sat down, Lu Jiaen felt a few eyes cast on her.

She turned her head calmly, and there were a few unfamiliar girls next to her.

Seeing her notice, the girls quickly looked away.

Lu Jiaen lowered her head and smoothed her skirt.

She came here in a hurry, still wearing the Song Dynasty Hanfu, which stood out in the gymnasium.

Students in this school are already accustomed to these special costumes and dont pay much attention to them. I think these strange girls are most likely from A University.

Lu Jiaen blinked and looked at the competition venue below the audience.

At first glance, she saw Qin Xiaoze wearing a white jersey.

He stood with his back to her, tall and straight.

His shoulders were broad and straight, between a boy and a man, his arms were muscular, and his lines were smooth and unrestrained.

He was doing warm-up exercises nonchalantly, looking confident and not nervous at all.

His teammates didnt know what they said to him, and they both laughed at the same time.

He tilted his head, and a silver earring on his right ear bone was dazzling.

The girls from A University next to him were discussing something in a low voice, and their tone was vaguely excited.

Across the aisle, words such as "Qin Xiaoze", "MVP", and "handsome" were heard from time to time.

At the same time, Zou Yu and Lu Jiaen started whispering.

"No. 1 from A University seems very handsome."

Lu Jiaen put his hands on his legs and said "hmm" softly.

"I heard that two people from A University came to participate in CUBA. Do you think we can win?"

"No." Lu JiaenShake her head.

Based on her understanding of Qin Xiaoze, he will play very fiercely in this game.

"Damn! I think so too." Zou Yu slapped his thigh, feeling heartbroken.

"If I get beaten too badly, I wont watch it."

As he spoke, a whistle sounded, and the game officially began.

At the beginning of the game, the two sides were relatively polite. They went back and forth, and the score was not much.

After the first quarter, Qin Xiaoze wiped his sweat and walked to the sidelines, took the water and drank it with his head tilted back.

The veins on his neck were exposed, his Adams apple was throbbing, and his masculine breath was strong.

After drinking the water, Qin Xiaoze bowed his head and gestured to the sidelines.

Then, a black backpack was handed to him.

He casually took it over, unzipped it, took out his mobile phone, looked at it, and put it back expressionlessly.

Lu Jiaen looked at his face and her heart sank.

She bowed her head and quickly sent a message.

[Im already in the audience]

But the man had already turned around and went on the court, leaving only a handsome and upright back.

In the second quarter, Qin Xiaoze played much more aggressively.

He kept taking the ball, breaking through, shooting, and scoring.

The sound of the shoes rubbing against the floor on the court was clear, and the cheers from outside the court came one after another.

The girls next to Lu Jiaen were very happy, shouting "Go A University!" from time to time.

A whistle sounded, and the halftime break was over.

The score between the two teams had been opened by more than ten points.

The students of the Academy of Fine Arts kept sighing, while the students of A University were in high spirits.

"That No. 1 is so arrogant!" Zou Yu frowned and complained.

Lu Jiaen responded absent-mindedly, staring at Qin Xiaoze in the audience, waiting for him to look at his phone again.

Qin Xiaozes face returned to a casual expression, standing there leisurely talking to his teammates and drinking water, without even touching the bag.

He didnt touch his phone during the entire halftime break.

Lu Jiaen silently watched his back as he went on the court again, feeling a little empty.

Just before the game started, the man who had been facing away from her suddenly turned around.

Qin Xiaozes eyes passed over half of the field and the audience in the first few rows, and fell directly on Lu Jiaens face.

Lu Jiaen was slightly startled, and then looked at him quietly.

The afternoon sun was thin, and sparse golden marks fell on the ground of the venue through the window. The hustle and bustle seemed to disappear in an instant, and everything around became still.

Time was stretched very long, or perhaps only a few seconds.

Lu Jiaen saw Qin Xiaoze hook his lower lip.

A proud, victorious smile, and a little bit of ruffian.

*

In the second half of the game, the Academy of Fine Arts focused its defense on Qin Xiaoze.

However, this man was like a cheat, breaking through flexibly, playing more fiercely, and scoring again and again.

With Qin Xiaozes beautiful three-pointer, the audience burst into warm applause and cheers.

Qin Xiaoze raised his eyebrows at the opponent who had just defended him tightly and smiled.

He was arrogant and arrogant.

The girls next to Lu Jiaen almost cried out.

"I finally understand my dads feelings when watching Chinese football."

Zou Yu was in a complicated mood. He never thought that he would resonate with his father one day.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Zou Yu couldnt stand it anymore and decided to leave early.

"Whats so good about this game of bullying? Im leaving!"

She was angry when she left and expressed strong dissatisfaction with the boys in the school.

Lu Jiaen declined the request to leave with Zou Yu and continued to watch the game.

The score difference was more than 20 points, and A University proposed to change players.

Qin Xiaoze touched shoulders with his teammates and smiled wantonly and eye-catchingly.

As the well-deserved MVP of the day, he left the court amid thunderous applause and walked casually to the sidelines.

He bent down and picked up his bag.

As he moved, his sweaty arm muscles stretched and his lines were sharp.

Almost all the girls in the court were not interested in the game, and their eyes fell on Qin Xiaoze who was about to leave.

Qin Xiaoze ignored these concerns, put his bag on one shoulder, and walked straight to the aisle beside Lu Jiaen.

With a radius of several meters around him, almost everyone was silent, which was in sharp contrast to the noisy environment.

He took three or two steps and walked to Lu Jiaens seat.

Lu Jiaens eyes followed his movements and fell on his face.

The next second, Qin Xiaoze supported Lu Jiaens chair with one hand.

He leaned down and approached.

His sweaty fingers almost touched Lu Jiaens fair neck skin.

The smell of male hormones hit her face.

The beads of sweat on his face were clearly visible.

Lu Jiaen heard a few gasps beside her.

She was not sure what Qin Xiaoze meant by his attitude at the moment, and their eyes flickered unnaturally.

Qin Xiaozes eyes were glued to her, and he laughed nonchalantly, with no emotion in his words.

"You still remember to come and see me?"