Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 114 - 111 A Familiar Name (Three more for

Chapter 114 -111: A Familiar Name (Three more for monthly pass!)

Chapter 114 -111: A Familiar Name (Three more for monthly pass!)

Yang Dan’s envy for Song Jiawen was obvious, but unfortunately, Song Jiawen couldn’t offer her any advice; she herself could only draw, and didn’t know how to do anything else.

Jiang Yan said to Yang Dan, “Don’t be anxious, you’ve just arrived at university. Observe for a while, see what you like or are good at in your school or at its gates, then make plans.”

For some reason, after leaving high school and without the crazed studying, Yang Dan and others felt that Jiang Yan emanated a maturity and leadership presence unlike that of a typical freshman.

The advice he gave had an unexplainable ability to convince them.

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Zhu Zhen looked at the laptop still running on the table and said to Jiang Yan, “Set up one for me too, you can calculate how much the components will cost, Zhu Jin and I will give you the money first.”

Zhu Jin nodded as well, as it wasn’t appropriate to let someone else pay upfront.

The two of them didn’t mention any handling or labor fees. It was too alien, and even if they did, Jiang Yan wouldn’t accept it. There was no need.

After chatting a bit more and once the computer system was installed and tested successfully, they got up, locked the door, and went out to eat.

Song Jiawen’s easel was carried by Jiang Yan, planning to deliver it to her dormitory after dinner.

The reason they were going out to eat tonight was because Zhu Zhen had suggested it, having previously declared he would pay.

His grandmother had passed away during the summer vacation, and thereafter he was dragged off by his dad for training, even missing Zhu Jin’s graduation banquet, for which he truly felt sorry.

So it was like apologizing with a meal.

Jiang Yan and others didn’t insist on etiquette with him; after all, there would be plenty of other gatherings in the future, and they could just take turns.

After dinner, they sent Yang Dan on her way by bus, Xiaosi went back to Xinyu, and the four of them strolled back to the university.

“Should we take a stroll through the library? I heard that Beijing University’s library is particularly huge. Have any of you been there?”

Been there?

None had been there.

…..

In order to pass his graduation thesis in one go, Lu Mingtao had already been fighting a battle at the library for the entire day.

A dozen or so books titled “Advanced Algebra,” “Mathematical Modeling,” “Analytic Geometry,” and others were arrayed on the table in front of him, and a pile of drafts had been thrown away. To avoid creating a mess, he had put them into a bag by his feet.

In a separate area to his right, there was a pencil sketch of a profile portrait.

Occasionally, Lu Mingtao would lift his eyes to glance at the signature in the corner, then think of Song Jiawen’s face, and couldn’t help but smile.

A very clever girl who knew how to reject others.

Seeing her skilled technique and how well she drew, she must be a first-year from the fine arts academy’s sketching department.

The fine arts academy was just one building and easy to find, or he could wait until September 1st, when the freshmen gathered for military training, to have a look.

Just as he was thinking this, a hand suddenly reached in front of Lu Mingtao and picked up the sketch on his table.

Startled, Lu Mingtao quickly reached out to grab the drawing, somewhat annoyed inside. Who the hell had no manners, touching other people’s things like that?

Squinting his eyes, ready to give the person a piece of his mind, he was stunned the moment he saw who it was. After a few seconds, he reacted, quickly stood up, and greeted, “Professor Yu, hello!”

Lu Mingtao had never expected Professor Yu to be the one who took his drawing. The professor had just returned from abroad last year and Beijing University had invited him three times before he finally accepted a position in the mathematics department.

Rumors said he was not yet thirty but already held dual doctorates and was mainly supervising graduate students, occasionally giving lectures to undergraduates. Even the corridors had to be filled with seats whenever he taught, and he was extremely sought after at Beijing University.

“Sorry, I just thought this painting was so good, I couldn’t help but want to take a look.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingtao hurriedly released the hand that was clutching the painting and said with a smile, “Please, take a look.”

Yu Heng’s gaze fell upon the painting, then slowly moved downward, and finally settled on the two small characters of the signature.

He looked up at Lu Mingtao and asked, “Who painted this?”

He remembered Lu Mingtao, although he didn’t know his name, but he recognized him as a senior student from the mathematics department who was very active in class; every time he gave a public lecture, he could see him in the front row, and he had even asked him questions after class.

It seemed his handwriting wasn’t very neat either, typical of the scribbled writing of male students from the mathematics department.

So the clearly written “Xiaosi” in the corner of the painting was not written by him.

“Ah, it was painted by a freshman girl from the art school who just arrived this year. After she finished it, I asked her to sign it, and she wrote these two characters. Hehe… she must’ve been playing around, it’s not her real name.”

Lu Mingtao didn’t miss the fact that Professor Yu had just stared at these two characters longer than he had looked at the painting itself.

After hearing this, Yu Heng didn’t say much, returned the painting to Lu Mingtao, smiled at him, and turned to leave.

Was he being too sensitive? They were just very ordinary characters, not representing anything.

Exiting the library, Yu Heng walked down the stairs and along the way, numerous students greeted him. He responded with a smile to all, appearing gentle and refined.

As he was about to finish descending the stairs, four people, two men and two women, approached him.

Under the dim streetlights, their faces looked somewhat youthful, probably freshmen who had just started at the university.

Yu Heng took just a brief glance at them without really looking closely.

As they passed by each other, he heard a girl behind him tilt her head and say in a soft voice to the tall guy walking beside her, “I want to go to the art school’s South Square again tomorrow. That way, I won’t have to worry for the next two months after school starts….”

The girl’s voice was very pleasant, like the tinkling of a spring, clear and piercing, which made Yu Heng couldn’t help but turn back for a glance—tall figure, simple loose white shirt and blue jeans, high ponytail, very much the image of a youthful college girl.

Turning back, Yu Heng continued forward. His bike was parked downstairs; nearby was the apartment Beijing University had specially provided for him. Since he was alone, he would eat at the school, then go to the library to prepare lessons, and afterwards return home.

Twenty minutes later, Yu Heng arrived back at his apartment building.

Taking the elevator to the tenth floor, he saw someone squatting by the wall at the entrance, with a familiar thermos beside her.

Yu Heng’s brows furrowed slightly, and the amiable expression he had when facing others a moment ago turned a bit colder.

Seeing him return, the person quickly stood up from the ground, but perhaps because she had been squatting for too long, her legs were numb, and she had to steady herself against the wall.

Even so, she didn’t forget to straighten her pink dress, wrinkled from squatting.

Then she looked up at Yu Heng, her face pitiful and her voice timid, “Big brother…”

“Yu Xin, I’ve told you, don’t bring me food anymore. I don’t lack anything here, and the school’s food is very good. There’s no need for you to come all the way here to bring soup and such.”

Yu Heng’s feelings toward his cousin were complex; he truly didn’t know how to face her.

He used to dote on her like a little sister, and thought she saw him as a brother, but at some point, he realized that the affection Yu Xin had for him seemed to have changed.

Besides keeping his distance and minimizing contact, he didn’t know what else to do.

He thought she would understand his aloofness, but contrary to his wishes, after returning to Beijing she started coming here every day, sticking to him even more than when they were abroad.