Chapter 194 Truth or Dare (4)

Bo Yan still remembered that they met eight and a half years ago. She is a freshman and he is a senior. After he was recommended to graduate students in his senior year, he helped his tutor to do some teaching assistant work.

In the university classroom, there must be a mixed subject called "University Aesthetic Education". The legendary king of elective courses, as long as you are present when the teacher calls, don't hand in blank papers at the end of the semester, and get 90 points easily. Moreover, this kind of course is not easy to choose. Most of the people rush to grab the class as soon as the course selection week comes for the sake of good grades.

Coincidentally, Bo Yan's open class is about college aesthetic education.

His tutor doesn't like to be counted very much. After a semester, Bo Yan has little chance to use that roster to be counted. So on and on, the number of people in class is visible to the naked eye. Towards the end of the year, the homework is heavy, and even fewer people come to such insignificant classes. Even the few who came to class slept all the way to the end of get out of class, wiped their saliva, patted their buttocks and left.

Originally, a large lecture hall could accommodate about a hundred people, but only about 20 people attended this course, not even 30%. No matter how good his temper was, his mentor couldn't stand it, so he asked him to click on it.

Bo Yan always sits in the first row, and no one sits in the first row in this kind of public class—it’s easy to be seen when you’re sleeping.

But when he got up and clicked, all the girls in the class were excited: Wow, that boy is so handsome!

With a calm expression, Bo Yan rolled the rolls one by one in order along the way. The colleges and names are sorted alphabetically, the Art College is last, and Xia Siyu and Zhou Weiwei are also the last two.

When Bo Yan saw the name "Xia Siyu", he thought that this guy should be a girl. But if it's a girl, how angry is she? Her surname is Xia, and she is also "Siyu". She has a bad temper.

Of course, after getting to know each other later, Xia Siyu herself said that she was "a pure yang fate", and she was very angry. Born in Xia Tian, ​​surnamed Xia, it didn't rain for three consecutive months before birth, so it was called "Siyu".

But when he called her name at this time: "Xia Siyu."

No one responded.

With a calm expression, Bo Yan raised his voice and called again: "Xia Siyu."

In the whole class, there were only about twenty or so people. Since they were all from different schools, everyone was not familiar with each other. When they heard the names, they just looked at each other, and no one responded.

There are only three things, Bo Yan calls everyone by name three times, and if he refuses to answer three times, he just puts a cross on the back of the name, and points are deducted in the final exam.

He spoke again: "Xia Siyu."

"Here we come." It was Zhou Weiwei's weak voice sitting in the last row, and then she pushed someone who was sleeping soundly next to her, "Wake up soon, the teacher has called the roll call."

Then Xia Siyu blinked her sleepy eyes, and slowly raised her head.

When she woke up, her hair was still messed up in front of her face. Bo Yan glanced at it, lowered his head in disinterest and asked again: "Are you Xia Siyu?"

Xia Siyu straightened her hair and asked confidently, "Who are you?"

Bo Yan was almost amused by her, and raised his head.

Xia Siyu happened to be awake too, looking at him.

The four eyes are facing each other.

How to describe the feeling of that moment, like the burning of Heidelberg tonight, in the dark night, suddenly a bunch of fireworks rose into the sky and bloomed, lighting up the whole world.

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After asking the first question, Li Yiru didn't stop, and asked with a smile: "Then when was your first kiss?"