Chapter 230

He just started, she has been in a hurry with a word, Lu Yunshen did not force her, what happened two years ago, has long been rooted in her heart, but he has never entered her heart, even without the man, he still lost.

After lunch in the restaurant, it's a little closer, and the car sent by the school has been waiting at the door of the hotel.

The black Mercedes Benz business is waiting quietly. The person in charge of the school has been waiting by the car. When he sees them coming, he immediately opens the back door and politely greets and shakes hands: "Miss Tang, I've heard a lot about you. Nice to meet you."

Lu Yunshen introduced her: "this is director Hu of the administration office, who is responsible for the reception of this lecture."

Tang Xiaoyan nodded to him, then committed himself into the car.

In her pocket, she kept the speech she had prepared carefully before she came back. It's not nervous. It's fake.

Lu Yunshen comforted her: "don't worry, there is still half an hour to prepare when we get to school. I believe you, no problem."

Tang Xiaoyan said with a smile: "anyway, I'm on behalf of the teacher. I'm afraid I'm not losing my face."

"No Lu Yunshen's tone was very indifferent, but he was sure, "since the professor asked you to replace him, I must believe in your ability. I've seen your performance in Melbourne before. You did a beautiful banquet."

Beautiful.

What a nice compliment. She suddenly felt that she was not happy.

Two years ago, she could give up her major for love. Now, she has won the title of "beautiful".

Life is always full of such irony.

At noon, the road is particularly congested.

The car was a little stuffy. She opened the left window and the cool wind came in, which relieved her restlessness.

Capital, first block.

Tang Xiaoyan is really knowledgeable.

It's also a shame to go out early. Originally, it was expected that we would have half an hour to prepare when we arrived at about two o'clock. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected traffic jam caused by a cement truck overturning a truck of cement on the road. When they arrived, it was close to two thirty.

Director Hu also received a call urging the school authorities to worry.

No time to prepare, Lu Yunshen encouraged Tang Xiaoyan a few words.

She quietly smile, holding the manuscript up.

The ladder classroom of the College of arts can accommodate thousands of students.

It's full now.

When the person in charge of the school saw the people coming, he finally settled down and waved to them.

Lu Yunshen apologized: "sorry, Mr. Zhang, something happened on the way."

"It doesn't matter. Can Miss Tang come on stage now?" This male teacher, who is nearly 50 years old, looks at Tang Xiaoyan. He is a little surprised and always feels that he is too young.

Tang Xiaoyan smiles: "yes, I'm ready."

"Come with me then." Mr. Zhang turned and led Tang Xiaoyan to the top platform. As she walked, she reminded her to pay attention to her feet.

Originally noisy auditorium, because finally appeared the teacher and a beautiful woman, gradually quiet down.

There are a large number of freshmen to seniors majoring in psychology. Although we can't say that there are no empty seats, there are also a large number of students.

Tang Xiaoyan sat in the middle position arranged for her by the school and looked down at the innocent, energetic and carefree young faces. Suddenly, he seemed to see himself two years ago. Some of the students knew what he would look like two years later.

The teacher took the microphone and introduced the identity of Tang Xiaoyan. After listening, the students were more passionate and eager.

After two years of development in China, although it can not be said that sexual psychology has made great progress, the acceptance of the broad masses has improved greatly, especially in major professional colleges and universities.

Tang Xiaoyan is not shy and hard to say. In her two years abroad, she has seen a developed country's tolerance and tolerance for the ever-changing culture.

The teacher handed the microphone to her hand. She still had the speech draft in her hand. Her black and calm eyes slowly glided over the students' faces, and humbly opened the topic: "dear teachers and students, I'm glad to stand here on behalf of my tutor..."

Her voice is clear and graceful, soft and moving, neither humble nor overbearing. Although the speech on the table was opened, she didn't look at it. Her eyes have been shuttling quietly among the students below. This is the minimum respect for the students when the teacher gives a lecture. It can be seen that Tang Xiaoyan also respects the students.

When it comes to the climax, Tang Xiaoyan also adds some body movements, but it's not boastful. It's just right and inspiring.

Suddenly a teacher ran up from behind and whispered a few words to Director Hu beside Tang Xiaoyan.

Instead of interrupting her, director Hu quietly got up and went to the closed door.

After a while, the door reopened. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Tang Xiaoyan. He noticed that several dark shadows appeared on the wall first. After he left for a short time, director Hu came back. Behind him was a tall and straight man.She didn't take a close look and continued to speak, but suddenly, intuitively, she looked at the door again. Suddenly, she was a bit stunned.

Mingming is just a glimpse, but let her stay in place, forget the reaction.

Across a distance, she found that his features were thin, three-dimensional and distinct. His straight nose showed a strong domineering spirit. His dark hair was black and thick. His collar was slightly open, and his hands were in his pants pocket. His simple and slim black suit made him neat and calm.

Director Hu was talking to him. He nodded slightly. His deep and sharp black eyes suddenly lifted up and fell on her.

The microphone in my hand almost fell.

If Lu Yunshen didn't find the situation wrong and stood up to call her, the scene would be out of control.

In the face of thousands of worried and curious eyes, Tang Xiaoyan tightens the microphone in his hand, and finally finds his figure, although he is hoarse and even shocked.

When she looked back in that direction a few minutes later, there was no one there.

She suddenly became uncertain, that person, just her illusion? Or hallucinations?

Fortunately, more than half of the lecture had been held. After that little episode, she held on calmly. At the end of the lecture, she let out a long breath.

Lu Yunshen also noticed the man at the door just now.

Tang Xiaoyan just came back, the man appeared, and so fast, Lu Yunshen does not think it is a beautiful coincidence.

Turning her head, Tang Xiaoyan came down from the stage. Maybe she was absent-minded. The stairs on the stage were shaking. She stepped on the air and fell forward. He stood close and quickly reached for help.

She just ran into his arms, hands on his thin chest, ear is his deep concern: "banyan, are you ok?"

Shaking his head, he helped her to stand firm. Tang Xiaoyan was just about to let go. The figure just went back and forth. He was tall and straight. He didn't know how long he had been standing.

Now it's a one handed copy in her pants pocket. Her cold eyes are like blades. Her fingers curl up subconsciously and her heart beats too fast. She politely pushes Lu Yunshen away, but doesn't look at him. She rushes to the landing and says, "senior, I'll go to the bathroom."

She went to another exit, her feet disorderly.

At this moment, she was helpless and suffering, so that she gave birth to the impulse to flee. She did not know what she was afraid of, and it was not her fault at all. Can still feel afraid, perhaps not afraid of him, but afraid of themselves, afraid of their own feelings, embarrassed in front of him.

Even if you walk to the other side now, you can still feel the burning eyes behind you. You can't help but quicken your pace and just want to leave the boring and suffocating auditorium as soon as possible.

For two years, she never thought about how to deal with him or what would happen. She didn't think about it at all. It was subconscious escape.

She is now interning in the largest psychological clinic in Melbourne, where she sees hundreds of people every day. She can talk with them and help them out of their psychological difficulties, but she is stuck in that small space and unable to cure herself.

Chest is like a heavy stone, breathing faster and faster, big and messy steps.

Out of the gate, down the stairs, through the long corridor toward the bathroom, I soon noticed that the silent sound of deep feet behind her, not heavy, but very regular, like a hammer, a hammer on her heart.

When she quickens her pace, he is also fast. When she slows down, he also slows down. He always keeps a close distance with her. He can't shake it off.

The restroom is at the end of the corridor. The corridor is very long. She can hardly breathe because of the pressure of suffocation. Seeing the woman's restroom in front of her, she can't hold her breath in her throat. She turns around and bursts out: "when are you going to follow me?"

Open mouth has not closed, suddenly, see the man standing not far away, her expression is dull and bleary.

"Sorry, senior..." She didn't expect that the man behind her was Lu Yunshen.

Lu Yunshen saw the relaxation of her eyes and the insensible disappointment, and always kept a comfortable smile: "it's OK, I just want to go to the bathroom, go quickly."

When she came out, Lu Yunshen had been waiting outside.

Modest gentleman, gentle as jade, he interprets this sentence very well. Seeing Tang Xiaoyan's tiredness, he said: "originally, I had a dinner with Secretary Luo at night. Otherwise, I'll push it for you and send you back to rest first."

Although she wanted to, she remembered the gifts and instructions given to her by her tutor before she left, and rubbed her temple: "no, I have to meet Secretary Luo and President Qian in person. President Qian is the teacher's younger brother, and the teacher asked me to bring him a gift."

Lu Yun nodded: "I'll arrange it. If you are not feeling well, let me know in time."

"Good."

By the time they returned to the auditorium, the students had been almost evacuated, and the figure at a glance had disappeared.She felt in a trance that she was just her illusion.

Lu Yunshen and she both chose silence, and no one mentioned this topic.

In Fu's mansion.

"Pleasant sheep, beautiful sheep, lazy sheep, boiling sheep, slow sheep, soft red wolf, gray wolf, don't think I'm just a sheep, the green grass becomes more fragrant because of me, the sky becomes bluer because of me, the white clouds become softer because of me, don't think I'm just a sheep, the intelligence of sheep is unimaginable, the sky is as high as the mood, chasing the sun every day..."

A blue twisted car came from a distance. Before the car arrived, the loud voice had been heard all over the courtyard.