"Wanwan!" Xu Chengyang gasped, doubting his eyes were playing tricks on him, "He... he... isn't he that handsome capitalist guy from that night!"
"..." I really don't need any more reminders like that.
Xu Chengyang shook Yao Ye's arm again, excitedly saying, "I knew he looked familiar! That's my God! My God! As his die-hard, brainless fan, how could I not recognize him? I must punish myself with three cups of bubble tea later!"
Yao Ye twitched her mouth: "..."
The noise hadn't stopped yet, suddenly, the person on the stage lightly coughed, staring indifferently at everyone, making the whole room fall silent instantly.
Fu Weiheng raised an eyebrow, glanced at the third row at the dazed Su Wan, and lazily said, "You all know the theme of this lecture, right?"
A girl from the back row was the first to raise her hand: "Classical music!"
Su Wan got startled by Fu Weiheng's seemingly directed gaze, muttering to herself, "It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion..."
"Did he just look at us!" Xu Chengyang tugged both of their sleeves simultaneously, his tone light but his emotion extremely excited.
Yao Ye snorted lightly, gave her a disdainful glance, and didn't speak.
Xu Chengyang cluelessly asked, "What do you mean?"
Yao Ye didn't even lift her eyelids: "Not worth mentioning."
Su Wan: "..."
Xu Chengyang: "..."
Fu Weiheng didn't say much more and directly got to the theme of the lecture: "Can anyone tell me what classical music is?"
Clearly a simple question, yet everyone unanimously fell silent.
Fu Weiheng's beautiful eyes surveyed the crowd below, then extended his slender finger and said in a deep voice: "The girl on the far right of the third row."
Everyone turned their heads to look at the third row at the sound, seeing a pretty girl.
"Wanwan! Wanwan!" Xu Chengyang pushed her awake, "What are you daydreaming for! Fu is calling you!"
Su Wan turned her head, raised her eyes, and noticed she had become the focus.
Then looking back at Fu standing on the stage, his face indifferent and those ink-black eyes with a slight smile, made her heart inexplicably tremble.
Embarrassed, she stood up and calmly said, "Sir, I didn't hear your question clearly."
Fu Weiheng suddenly walked down the stage, slowly approaching her, nonchalantly, "I was forced by your department head to give a lecture here, I'm not really a teacher."
What an impressive department head... to actually make Fu come unwillingly...
Su Wan awkwardly smiled: "Then... Mr. Fu."
Is the God bitterly retaliating for being brushed aside...
He nodded in satisfaction and repeated the question, "In your opinion, what is classical music?"
Su Wan pondered for a while, then slowly said, "It refers to the music created from the Baroque period up until the early 20th century within the context of European cultural traditions, distinct in some ways from popular and ethnic music. [from Baidu Encyclopedia]"
He looked down at her, frowning, "Too complicated."
Su Wan: "..."
Fu Weiheng didn't ask further, patted her shoulder indicating she could sit down.
As soon as Su Wan sat down, Xu Chengyang reached over her shoulder with one hand, earnestly looking at her: "Let me feel the touch of the God."
"..."
"Five words." He was already back on the stage, "Ancient plus classic."
Su Wan: "..."
After all, a God is a God; their thoughts are beyond common understanding.
...
The lecture lasted a full three hours. No one left midway, and there were even people continuously drawn in by his charm. Apart from Xu Chengyang occasionally being excessively emotional, snapping secret pics of Fu Weiheng in fangirl mode, and Su Wan secretly spacing out at his stern demeanor, the entire lecture was smooth and pleasant.
That night, Xu Chengyang kept his word and happily took the two of them for a seafood buffet.
"You say it!" Yao Ye slapped the table.
"What!" Xu Chengyang stood up, "You actually used Fu as a shield!"
Yao Ye suddenly realized: "That explains why so many people flocked to you!"
Xu Chengyang angrily said, "How could you disregard my God's slender, fair violinist hands!"
Su Wan calmly nibbled on her straw: "By the time I realized, he was already gone..."
Xu Chengyang snorted lightly: "Having good looks makes taking advantage of situations feel justified!"
Unaffected, Su Wan countered: "Charm is a primitive beauty [from online]!"
"Su Wan!" Xu Chengyang fumed, "You're shameless!"
Su Wan: "..."
She was the one holding hands too!
Yao Ye: "Xu Chengyang, is your God still single?"
Xu Chengyang: "I'm more eager to know than you are!"
Yao Ye: "Give it up, capitalists aren't pushovers.
"That's utter nonsense!" Mr. Xu righteously argued, "He's clearly an artist!"