If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

If she hadn't stayed up late last night to check if there were any problems with the company's tax return form, then Su Xiaoqiang wouldn't have chosen to drive the convertible Bentley Continental GTC that she usually used to commute to work the next day because she was worried about fatigue driving. This led to her having to call the driver Uncle Chen to drive the extended version of the S560 registered under the company's name to pick her up in order to attend the lunch appointment. As a result, she was kissed hard on the B-pillar of the Maybach by a "chopped pepper fish head" that turned without observing the road conditions when she was driving straight at the intersection. She wouldn't be standing stupidly at the curb waiting for a car that might never come to pick her up.

Su Xiaoqiang felt that there must be an invisible hand in the world guiding fate. Under that hand, the fate of the busy people in this world is like a traffic hub with endless traffic. That hand frequently falls and puts them one by one in the right position, and walks out lines like wrinkles on the carefully planned route, and finally meets at the center of the world. On the curb outside a Starbucks, holding her arms and blowing the street wind, basking in the slightly scorching sun in May.

The cuffs of the grey suit jacket were slightly folded up to reveal the Audemars Piguet smoky green on her fair wrist. The time indicated by the hands was getting late. The expert consultation scheduled by the dean was about to begin. As the sponsor and investor of the hospital, she personally attended and promised that the subsequent capital injection would be very helpful for the experts and professors invited from abroad and other places to make more correct judgments and considerations.

Just when Su Xiaoqiang was anxiously thinking about whether to go back to the subway station to squeeze into the subway, a medium Starbucks cup was handed to her. She looked up and saw the boy standing in front of the guardrail in the sun handing her coffee. The sun shone on his head, shining his soft and broken hair, as if it had been coated with a layer of light. The pale golden pupils under the shadow of his forehead hair looked at her, with a peaceful and natural look, as if they were friends who had known each other for a long time, close friends.

"Americano, nothing added."

Su Xiaoqiang tried to pull her eyes away from the other person's face and turned her head away. "I don't like iced drinks."

"Room temperature." Lin Nian held his drink in one hand and handed over the coffee cup in the other hand. "I said, nothing added."

Su Xiaoqiang was choked. "Can you drink Americano without ice?"

"The taste is indeed much worse. This is why I don't understand why you can't drink cold drinks. Every time you still have to bite the bullet and order Americano." Lin Nian handed the coffee cup to her, along with the money she refunded for buying coffee.

"How do you know I can't drink cold drinks now?" Su Xiaoqiang looked at the boy who should be meeting for the first time with caution, took a half step back, put his left hand into his handbag and pretended to take out the anti-wolf spray.

Lin Nian glanced at her, said nothing, picked up his drink and took a sip.

"What are you drinking? Frappuccino? Are you still young?" Su Xiaoqian frowned and looked at the big transparent plastic cup of matcha green in Lin Nian's hand. After the lid was opened, there was a soft coffee-colored snow top. It looked like a calorie bomb with excessive sugar. She always stayed away from such drinks, otherwise her personal beauty fitness coach would nag her about her weight gain.

But looking at Lin Nian, her eyes fell on the well-defined arms under the short sleeves of Lin Nian's T-shirt and his body that looked like he didn't have much belly. She couldn't help but feel envious and some other strange emotions in her heart. Should I say that he is worthy of being a boy? He can eat and exercise, and there is no need to worry that too much muscle will affect the overall beauty. After all, boys all believe that big is good, and muscular men are also popular among some girls.

However, Su Xiaoqiang personally doesn't like muscular men. She prefers the standard figure of Peng Yuyan in "Evil Does Not Suppress Justice" and "The Battle". Although many bodybuilders look down on this type of figure, it must be said that most girls love this type of figure. And she suddenly found that under the sunlight, some shapes under the boy's snow-white T-shirt were looming, which seemed to be the type she liked.

Stop.

Strange, really strange, is it really because the other party looks pleasing to the eye and has a good impression that she agreed to the other party's request for help, gave up taking the subway and came to the roadside with him to wait for the bus? What kind of strange way of chatting up is this, and why does the other party seem to really know her? But didn't he just say that they met for the first time?

Lin Nian.

Su Xiaoqiang chewed the name in her heart, and her tongue pressed against the upper palate and flicked it gently, and then slowly slid across the inside of the upper teeth. The two words she spit out made her feel very strange at first, and she had no impression at all, but on the other hand, it was a wonderful feeling, an ordinary name, but it seemed to have some kind of magic.

Somehow, she always felt that there was something about him that attracted her, making her willing to stop in her busy schedule, listen to him quietly, and agree to his request, as if she felt that he could help her and solve the heavy pressure on her body that was almost suffocating.

She secretly glanced at Lin Nian beside her in silence, unconsciously drank a sip of Americano, and then her taste buds were overwhelmed by the mellow and rich bitterness. The high caffeine appropriately stimulated the mental anxiety caused by staying up late and stress, and let her originally high-pressure mood swallow along with the bitter and sweet taste in her throat. When it will come back is a matter of the future.

At least now she is standing in the sunny sunshine in early May, her whole body is warm, and she finally feels alive.

"When will the car you called come? It's not Didi Chuxing, is it? Then I'd rather take the subway, it's faster. Today is the weekend, and you have to queue up to take a taxi. I've tried it before." After Su Xiaoqiang recovered a little, she held the coffee in her right hand and put it on the side of her left arm. She looked at Lin Nian with her arms folded, and looked at this handsome boy who made her a little dizzy with an undisguised look.

"Soon, he will be on time." Lin Nian glanced at the intersection in the distance.

"You said you were my high school classmate, but it was fake? How did you know me?" Su Xiaoqiang said bluntly, and at the same time, another sentence in her mind was not said.

If there was a person like you in Shilan High School, how could this girl not know?

The little girl was the uncrowned school beauty of Shilan High School during those three years. She was good at studying and her family was rich and pretty. Although she was a little outgoing, her love of sports gave her a lot of points. After all, few high school girls could persist in training a beautiful waistline. Everyone was overwhelmed by the heavy pressure of studying, but the little girl was different. Every weekend, a German teacher went to her home to teach her and her Portuguese mother Pilates courses. The unique control technique trained her body and spirit always made her stand out among the girls of the same age.

Moreover, since Chu Zihang graduated, Shilan High School has been recognized as having no more school hunks. After all, with such a good example, all the boys after Chu Zihang would feel ashamed compared to the cold-faced handsome guy in a Burbrey trench coat who no one liked.

Maybe she is now nearly 21 years old, and her aesthetics are very different from when she was 16 or 17 years old. The master standing in front of her now seems to be no less than the "legendary Chu Zihang" in her current aesthetics. The styles of the two are similar, but they are completely different when you look at them carefully. One is bitter and vengeful, and the other is a loner.

She dared to guarantee that if there was such a person in Shilan High School, he would not be so low-key that Su Xiaoqiang could not call out his name after meeting him. He was born to be a person at the forefront of the storm like Chu Zihang, and he could not hide even if he wanted to.

"Well, I am indeed your high school classmate, but you just don't remember it." Lin Nian looked at Su Xiaoqiang's suspicious and curious eyes in the sun and couldn't help laughing softly.

He rarely laughed, but when he suddenly met an original version of the little goddess and observed her unexpected reaction, he couldn't help but feel fun from the bottom of his heart.

"No matter who you are, as long as you can call out my name, I will temporarily believe that we were classmates." Su Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and avoided the smile on the other person's face. She seemed not to dare to look at him like this. She forced herself to put on an impatient expression and attitude, "What do you want me to help you with? You just want to ask for help. Do you have the way you do? If it weren't for the fact that you might really be my classmate, I wouldn't care about you."

Or, before the pillar of the old Su family had problems, when she was still qualified to enjoy her youth and good life, before she put on this seemingly mature, but strong woman suit that seemed to protect her own armor, she might be interested in chatting more with this handsome boy who suddenly broke into her field of vision, or even have a meal together to develop a relationship.

But now it's not possible. The burden of the old Su family on her shoulders does not allow her to be willful. What if the sudden handsome guy of the right age is an emotional liar hired by her uncles to defraud her family property? She can't fall into the trap and let the capital of the old Su family for so many years go to waste.

"How old are you this year?" Lin Nian suddenly asked about other topics.

"You want me to help you by asking my age?" Su Xiaoqiang's beautiful eyebrows stood up, looking at Lin Nian's handsome face, "Are you making fun of me? Just like those idiots with problems in the short video, don't think that I will always be good-tempered just because you are handsome!"

"I am very satisfied that you are still good-tempered until now." Lin Nian said, "I just want to ask your age and confirm the direction of the current timeline."

"What do you mean by timeline direction? Where are you a science fiction fan?" Su Xiaoqiang frowned and looked at Lin Nian. Under the other party's calm gaze, she finally extinguished the flame and waved her hand irritably, "This girl is 20 years old this year (she lied about her age by one year), now that I have asked, is there anything else? If there is nothing else, I will leave."

"You are 20 years old? What university did you go to?" Unexpectedly, Lin Nian asked questions one after another.

"Checking the household registration!" Su Xiaoqiang said unhappily, "Fudan University, what's wrong?"

"Isn't it Kassel College?"

"Huh? That's the name of the school. Are you from Kassel College? Isn't that the foreign school that Lu Mingfei was admitted to?" Su Xiaoqiang suddenly looked up at Lin Nian with a scrutinizing look.

This guy. Is he Lu Mingfei's friend?