Past Events and Yan Qingcheng
Liu Chang'an walked towards the teaching building, stepping on the fallen leaves. There were no classes scheduled for this morning; it was the day for the freshmen of the School of Biology to visit the agricultural and forestry base.
The agricultural and forestry base has a long history. Its predecessor was a place for intellectuals to experience labor and improve their ideological awareness, so that senior intellectuals would not become detached from the lives and work of the masses. Later, it also served as a seed experimental base. Today, apart from a small area that is still used for scientific research experiments, most of the area is planted with seasonal crops. During the fishing season, large truckloads of fish from one of the water areas are transported to various canteens on campus and provided free of charge to teachers and students.
Professor Liu also worked the land and guarded the orchard here. Back then, intellectuals were very attractive to young women. Professor Liu remembers seeing female students running to other night watchmen's rooms to talk about their life ideals and poetry with the teachers on duty.
Professor Liu is not a busybody; he only writes about things in his diary, praising or describing them.
As for the fates of these female students and teachers, he was naturally even less concerned. Some female students ended up with nothing, some teachers were disgraced, or had already prepared their escape routes, going abroad or going into prostitution, not caring about their romantic escapades before leaving. Some female students even managed to climb the social ladder by clinging to the hands of capable teachers. People in that era were filled with anxiety and didn't have the same sense of security as they do now. Everyone was painstakingly trying to grasp onto something... On the contrary, many people today don't realize how secure they are inside, taking it for granted.
We've gone a bit off-topic. Liu Chang'an was very willing to go and see for himself. He remembered that back then, Professor Liu had also received many admiring glances from the village beauties around him. The village girls who came to help out with odd jobs, the white arms revealed when they rolled up their sleeves, the breasts revealed when they pulled open their collars to wipe away sweat, the delicate whiteness of their waists as the wind blew through their jackets—all of these were materials that rural film directors loved to use.
Liu Chang'an regrets that his diary did not record many of his observations from that year. Otherwise, he could organize them and write a rural-themed erotic novel, which would be quite interesting. After all, there are fewer and fewer authors with real rural life experience these days, but there are quite a few who are good at writing about widows having affairs.
"Liu Chang'an, assemble!" Wei Xuanyi called out.
Liu Chang'an walked over. Yan Qingcheng was in charge of taking attendance. When she saw Liu Chang'an, she didn't feel obligated to greet Liu Chang'an to show that she was exercising her duties as class monitor... Most importantly, ever since she learned of his debauchery, Yan Qingcheng had taken the initiative to keep her distance from him. At first, she naively thought that Liu Chang'an was not inherently bad.
Someone who can take a refined and elegant female teacher to a hotel and ruthlessly abuse her must exude an aura that can drag people into a world of depravity, right?
"Zhu Juntang... Where is Zhu Juntang?" Yan Qingcheng looked around and finally spotted Zhu Juntang raising her hand behind several goddesses.
"Just say yes... Why raise your hand? Like a primary school student, "Yan Qingcheng thought to herself, but gave Zhu Juntang was walking over, a smile.
"I'll go in my own car," Zhu Juntang said, pointing to an SUV she had brought. She assumed that an SUV would be more convenient for the agricultural and forestry base.
Despite the department's instructions to act together, Yan Qingcheng didn't say anything. She wasn't inflexible; it was normal for students with special status to have privileges. Asking her to be like ordinary students would only cause trouble for herself.
After greeting Yan Qingcheng, Zhu Juntang glanced at Liu Chang'an and quickly ran to her SUV.
She needed to keep her distance from Liu Chang'an, lest he tear her stockings or rip her skirt for some inexplicable reason. That would be too terrible. Zhu Juntang wanted to protect her stockings and skirt from the humiliation of the beastly Liu Chang'an.
There are relatively few students from rural areas in the class, and most of them rarely go to places related to agriculture and forestry, let alone participate in school trips when there are no classes. They all have a lot of fun.
Yan Qingcheng was the last to board the bus and found that there was only one seat left next to Liu Chang'an. She glanced at the bus ahead and saw that it had already started moving. There was nothing she could do but sit with Liu Chang'an.
It's true what they say, what you fear most is what happens most often.
Liu Chang'an nodded as a greeting.
Yan Qingcheng forced a smile, and then saw Liu Chang'an take out a book to read. It wasn't a novel, nor was it anything like philosophical insights; it just seemed to have some depth.
That's true. In fact, a playboy can't succeed just by having a good background. Being knowledgeable and talented will definitely make him more popular and able to win over more beautiful women who pursue a fresh and artistic style.
To Yan Qingcheng's surprise, despite the constant noise in the car, Liu Chang'an remained quietly reading by the window, without uttering a word. He showed no interest in participating in the games and activities advocated by Wei Xuanyi and the others, nor did he frown or seem annoyed by the surrounding noise. It was as if he were on the edge of two worlds, and while she could see him, she didn't know what kind of peace and joy he had found in his own world.
He never gave me a second glance, unlike when he was sitting with Zhu Juntang, teasing Zhu Juntang and making her look silly and cute. Maybe I was just overthinking it... Liu Chang'an was indeed a playboy, but he was also a playboy with extremely discerning tastes and high standards. His girlfriend was An Nuan, an undisputed school beauty with both a great figure and looks, and his lover was Qin Yanan, a rare gem.
Even if Zhu Juntang is popular with countless young men, isn't she? Perhaps it's because she's not as tall as An Nuan, or doesn't have a figure like Qin Yanan, that Liu Chang'an doesn't seem to have any intention of taking Zhu Juntang into his harem? Yan Qingcheng believes that as long as Liu Chang'an is willing to put in the effort, Zhu Juntang won't be able to escape him.
Thinking of this, Yan Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief. Just like many girls who show a terrified expression when they hear that there are perverts around, people often mock them by saying, "Don't worry about it." Yan Qingcheng felt that she was overthinking it. She was only a little taller than Zhu Juntang, and her figure and appearance were not as good. Even if Liu Chang'an was a playboy, he would not look at her.
Her mind wandered along the way, mostly concerning the boy sitting next to her. Soon they arrived at the agricultural and forestry base. Most of the students got off the bus, and Yan Qingcheng finally came to her senses. Seeing Liu Chang'an sitting next to her waiting silently for her to come to her senses, she felt slightly embarrassed and quickly got off the bus.
Liu Chang'an walked a few steps and looked around. The familiar scene from back then was no longer there. Real estate development was underway around the area. After all, such a lush agricultural and forestry base was a selling point and a gimmick. Some developers had also hoarded land here. The local people's houses had long been demolished. Only the bus stop with the same name was the only familiar feeling.
Things have changed, and there are no more village beauties to look at now.
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