Yoko walked out of the house in a graceful posture, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

Behind her, deep in the corridor, a figure hid in the dark and watched her gradually fade away, making an inaudible sigh.

"Xiaofeng, why are you the only one? Didn't you agree that I'll treat you two to dinner at noon, where is Chenghua?" Wu Ming frowned at Xu Weifeng who was walking out of the school gate.

"He, he is doing his homework in the classroom!" Xu Weifeng tried hard to look at Wu Ming with sincere eyes, "We bought lunch and had it ready. Brother Sha, I'm really sorry."

"Oh!" Wu Ming touched his chin and asked in confusion: "Really? Xiaofeng, lying is not a good boy!"

"No, I didn't lie to you." Xu Weifeng's eyes became a little wandering, and he no longer dared to look at Wu Ming's eyes.

Wu Ming put his hand on Xu Weifeng's neck, gently straightened his little head with his other hand, looked into his eyes, and said, "You really didn't lie to me? If you want to lie to me, I will go to your house to tell your sister. If I squat here for an afternoon, you would like to ask if I can catch that brat."

The pulse from his fingers was a little fast, it was obvious that Xu Weifeng was telling lies. Wu Ming stared at him without blinking, with a kind smile on his face.

Xu Weifeng swallowed hard, his eyes flashing constantly, and he was in a fierce ideological struggle.

"I'm sorry, Brother Sha." Xu Weifeng lowered his head and whispered: "Chenghua went to Yan University with a classmate after school. I don't know what to do?"

"Very good, this is a good boy...N." Wu Ming let out a long sigh and let go of Xu Weifeng, "I won't invite you to dinner today. I'll go do something, and we'll get together another day."

"Don't. Don't hit him." Xu Weifeng raised his head and said with some concern.

"Don't worry, I won't hit him." Wu Ming forced out his smile, nodded at Xu Weifeng, called a rickshaw, and drove towards Yan Da.

Standing diagonally opposite the gate of Yanjing University, Wu Ming stared at Huang Chenghua and a classmate were having a cordial conversation with two college students, a man and a woman, which made him so angry.

After a long time, several people had finished their talk and were waving goodbye. Wu Ming stared at Huang Chenghua and quickly crossed the road, rushing over to teach this disobedient brother-in-law a lesson.

"Be careful." With the shouting, a rickshaw rushed over. He couldn't hold on and hit Wu Ming.

Wu Ming was caught off guard and was hit and staggered back several steps before he could stabilize his body. But the driver and the carriage were no longer the same as he was on the car. He left the handlebar with both hands and fell on his back. He screamed in the carriage, waving his hands and falling backwards directly with the carriage.

Wu Ming didn't think about it. He kicked his legs high, blocked the handlebar in the air with his feet, slowly pressed it down, and pressed it up. "Qi--Fang." When Wu Ming saw the frightened girl sitting in the car, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and murmured.

"Thank you. N Thank you." Heko took a breath twice, pressing his hands on his chest, his face still red.

Wu Ming did not speak, narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman who was obsessed with him carefully. Finally, his eyes were on Hezi's face. It took him a long time to withdraw it. He felt lost and he had indeed recognized the wrong person. Although it was very similar, only he could see the slight difference, such as the small mole between his eyebrows.

Hezi slowly stood up and looked at the dazed man with some strangeness. His emotions seemed to be very complicated, not the kind of lewd gaze he often had.

"Sir, have you been injured?" Heiko asked again.

Wu Ming took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I'm walking too fast, which scared the lady." After that, he walked over, squatted down, and put the things scattered on the ground in the suitcase in the car back.

The coachman got up with a humming moan. Seeing Wu Ming wearing a sophisticated suit, he had to smile bitterly and shook his head, claiming that he was unlucky.

"Thank you." Heko said politely: "May I ask, are you from Yenching University?"

"No." Wu Ming handed Heiko the packed suitcase and said, "I'm just passing by here." Oh, that's right!" Heiko gave a polite greeting, "If you're fine, then I'll leave first."

Wu Ming nodded and threw it to the coachman casually, "Buy some medicine to spray yourself!" After that, he turned around and left.HT

Seeing Hezi walking into Yenching University with his suitcase, Wu Mingcai, who was standing not far away, lit a cigarette in dismay and walked slowly to the distance. As for Huang Chenghua, he had long disappeared.

"Qifang!" In the evening, Wu Ming sat in his small room, drinking wine, and muttered to himself with a wry smile, "Why does God always stir up the longing that I want to suppress in my heart?"

There were cigarette butts on the ground everywhere, but the waves of thoughts that were still chaotic in my heart still lingered on Wu Ming until he fell drunk on the kang and fell asleep.

"Mr. Wang, in a few days, the Japanese and puppet organization will hold a celebration of the third anniversary of the victory of the Imperial Army's Holy War in Zhongshan Park on July 7. The organization hopes to take action and assassinate the traitor giant who came to preside over the cooperation between the Japanese and puppets to show punishment." Xu Zhenzhen said slowly.

"Do you have a goal? I will make some preparations, but it's hard to say whether there is a chance at that time." Wu Ming rubbed his temples, drank too much last night, and still had a headache.

"Mr. Wang seems to be in a bad mood?" Xu Zhenzhen asked with concern: "Wait a minute, I'll ask the servant to bring you a towel!"

"Thank you, thank you."

After Xu Zhenzhen finished instructing the servant, he closed the door and sat down again.

Wu Ming raised his head and asked, "Ms. Xu, can you tell me about the situation in Yanjing University? I want to know about it."

"Yenjing University?" Xu Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed immediately, "You are asking the right person, I am a graduate of Yan University."

"What a coincidence!" Wu Ming smiled bitterly. Isn't this what happened these days? It really fits that, and it's all the time to make a book.

Yenching University, today's Peking University campus, is a famous church university opened in Beijing by four American and British Christian missions in the first half of the 20th century. It was planned and designed by American architect Henry Murphy, and the building complexes all adopt the style of Chinese classical palaces.

The east-west axis of Yanjing University is opposite to the Yuquan Mountain Tower. From the Alumni Gate through the Stone Arch Bridge, Huabiao is taken from the ruins of the Old Summer Palace. On both sides are the nine-bedroom hip roofed buildings Mulou and Democratic Building. On the front is the Beigong Building administrative building with a hip roof, and on both sides are religious buildings and libraries. It continues east along the central axis to Siyi Pavilion in Weiming Lake. There is also Boya Tower and Linhuxuan by the lake. The east is bounded by Weiming Lake and is divided into the northern men's courtyard and the southern women's courtyard. The men's courtyard includes De, Cai, and Jian, and has four boys' dormitories and Fahrenheit gymnasium. The women's courtyard is distributed along a north-south axis, and is distributed along the Shilou Building, North-South Pavilion, Girls' dormitories and Bao's gymnasium.

"This, can Miss Xu talk about something else?" Wu Ming took the towel and pressed it on his forehead. "I am not very interested in the history and geography of Yanjing University."

"Okay!" Xu Zhenzhen was not angry and continued to speak.

From Xu Zhenzhen's story, Wu Ming learned that after the July 7 Incident in 1937, Yenching University was one of the few universities that had not been moved. Because it was an American church school, Stu Leiden became the principal and he was the one who dealt with the Japanese. The school was not affected and was quite like a "free island". Moreover, during this period, Yanjing had the most sufficient foreign exchange funds, the number of world-renowned first-class students, the beautiful scenery, the gorgeous buildings, the lake and mountains, the environment where everything was Americanized in language and life, and extremely expensive tuition and miscellaneous expenses.

Speaking of his alma mater, Xu Zhenzhen's face was filled with a proud look, and she talked endlessly, and she was proud of her being a graduate of Yan University.

As he was talking, Xu Zhenzhen slowly stopped, staring at Wu Ming's face with big eyes, with the expression of pain and happiness that he wanted to laugh but endured.

"What's wrong?" Wu Ming asked strangely: "Does my face have flowers?"

"Haha." Xu Zhenzhen couldn't help laughing, pointed at Wu Ming and said, "Mr. Wang, why did your face turn white?"

"Ah?" Wu Ming was shocked. He looked at the towel in his hand and couldn't help but look amused and cried. The yellow paint on his face was wiped off by a wet wipe.

"This, haha, is a normal physiological phenomenon." Wu Ming stammered: "If you lose your skin, you will peel off when you get fat, hehe, haha."

"Why is it red again?" Xu Zhenzhen asked with a smile on her face.
Chapter completed!