"It does have something to do with history, but it's closer to the field of art. Why didn't you apply for the Academy of Fine Arts?" It was Qi Ziyu's turn to ask.
"Uh..." Xia Yan hesitated, but he didn't want to lie to Qi Ziyu, so he said honestly, "My master said that the professors in the Academy of Fine Arts were too junior and too weak to teach me. I might as well study history."
"Ah?" Qi Ziyu was stunned, then she smiled and said, "Then your master must be very good. Is he a master of carving?"
"Uh... Actually, I don't know, but he is indeed very good!" Xia Yan said.
"Then if you carve anything in the future, you must give me one!" Qi Ziyu said. Unconsciously, she moved a little closer to Xia Yan. Xia Yan glanced at her and quietly moved a little closer. He nodded and said, "Okay, what do you want to carve? Remember to tell me when the time comes."
"It's a promise!" Qi Ziyu said with a smile as she stretched out her right hand.
Xia Yan looked at the pair of flawless white hands for two more seconds, then reached out and patted her gently. "It's a promise!"
The moment their skin touched, the two of them trembled slightly at the same time. Xia Yan only felt a numbness in his palm, as if a weak electric current was rushing up his arm and hitting the Magic Tower in his mind. Then it dissipated, and a strong sense of pleasure immediately appeared in his mind.
On the other side, Qi Ziyu had the same feeling. This sudden pleasure made her face suddenly turn red.
"Just now... What happened?" Xia Yan said blankly.
"It was static electricity, right?" Qi Ziyu said.
"Yes, it must be static electricity!" Xia Yan said, but he didn't think so. It was early in the morning, and the air was moist by the pool. How could there be static electricity? Besides, who hasn't been electrocuted by static electricity before? When has anyone ever felt pleasure from being electrocuted?
This feeling was really good. It would be great if he could try it again!
Xia Yan stole a glance at Qi Ziyu and found that Qi Ziyu was also looking at him with a red face. The two of them quickly turned their heads. Qi Ziyu stood up, lowered her head and said, "I... I should go back to the dorm!"
"O... Okay, I... I'll go back too!" Xia Yan stammered, feeling a little flustered.
At this moment, a light "click" sound came from the other side of the pool. The two of them looked at the same time and saw a person holding a SLR.
What's going on? Xia Yan was confused. Why would someone come out to take a photo in the early morning? Photography is with love Art..
On the other side, Qi Ziyu's expression was somewhat unpleasant as she said angrily, "Annoying paparazzi!"
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............ was.............
Does this count as me stepping into the entertainment industry?
Seeing that he had been discovered, the paparazzo didn't hurry to leave. Instead, he continued to press the shutter. When he found that he couldn't take any more valuable photos, he waved at Xia Yan and Xia Yan and left with satisfaction.
"This... won't affect you in any way, right?" Xia Yan asked worriedly.
"It's okay. It's no big deal. At most, it'll be a scandal," Qi Ziyu said.
"That's good!" Xia Yan was a little relieved and said, "It's really hard to survive in the entertainment industry. There's no privacy at all!"
"Yeah, luckily I'm just playing. I don't care what the media says," Qi Ziyu said.
"It's nothing. We're just..." Xia Yan was halfway through his sentence when a shocked and angry voice came from behind, "Ziyu, who is he?"
Hearing this voice, Qi Ziyu's face showed a trace of helplessness and disgust. She didn't turn her head and said, "Xie Zheng, what are you doing here?"
Xia Yan turned his head. A few meters behind him stood a tall young man. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, shiny leather shoes. His short hair was neatly combed and he had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose. One look and you can tell that he's an elite. He's the standard tall, rich, and handsome man. He's the kind of man that can make women fall in love with him.
At this time, the young man named Xie Zheng had an angry look on his face. He was looking at Xia Yan as if Xia Yan owed him money.
"Ziyu, let me ask you. Who is he?" Xie Zheng strode over, pointed at Xia Yan's head and asked in a loud voice.
"What does it have to do with you?" Qi Ziyu stood up and turned around. Her face was expressionless as she asked coldly.
"What does it have to do with me? Have you forgotten your identity? "Xie Zheng asked loudly. His tone was aggressive.
"As long as I didn't agree, then there's no big deal about my identity." Qi Ziyu raised her eyebrows. She didn't back down.
Am I unjustly implicated?
Xia Yan was speechless. The scene in front of him looked familiar. It was very similar to the melodramatic plot in many novels. Could it be that this Xie Zheng is Qi Ziyu's fiance?
Thinking of this, Xia Yan's heart inexplicably tightened. He felt very uncomfortable with the word fiance.
"Ziyu, about our matter, Auntie Qi has already agreed to it fifteen years ago!" Seeing Qi Ziyu's unyielding attitude, Xie Zheng's tone softened. "You and I are the most suitable. Moreover, we've known each other since childhood. We're childhood sweethearts. Shouldn't we be together?"
"Sorry, fifteen years ago I was only three years old. I don't intend to take responsibility for this. If you want compensation, I'll let my mother compensate your Xie Family." Qi Ziyu shook her head and coldly said.
"As for the words childhood sweethearts, let's not talk about it. Since we graduated from kindergarten, we only met again this year. Who would remember who!"
You call this childhood sweetheart?
Xia Yan couldn't help but laugh. Hearing the laughter, Xie Zheng suddenly turned his head and fiercely stared at him. "Who are you?"
"Just a bystander." Xia Yan said.
"Pfft!" Qi Ziyu also laughed.
Xie Zheng's face became even uglier. He stepped in front of Xia Yan. Across the bench, he slapped Xia Yan's face. This slap was so powerful that it even carried the sound of wind. "Courting death!"
"Xie Zheng, you dare!" Qi Ziyu exclaimed. She reached out to block Xie Zheng's arm, but it was too late.
Xia Yan's eyes narrowed and he instinctively leaned back. His physical fitness and reaction speed were far superior to ordinary people, so he was able to dodge this fast and heavy slap. When the wind from the slap brushed past the tip of his nose, his face sank.
Xia Yan could understand Xie Zheng's impulsive actions. To be fair, if he was in Xie Zheng's shoes, he might have also made a move. But understanding was one thing. Since Xie Zheng wanted to show him who was the boss, then he must respond.
While dodging, Xia Yan had already begun to chant the Bloodthirst Technique in a low voice. The strength and speed of Xie Zheng's slap were not something an ordinary person could produce. Xia Yan suspected that Xie Zheng had practiced martial arts. If they fought, he would definitely be at a disadvantage because of his lack of skill. But if he was blessed with the Bloodthirst Technique, then under the strength of several times that of an ordinary person, any skill would be meaningless. Xia Yan could beat Xie Zheng down with one slap.
He actually dodged it? Xie Zheng's slap missed and he couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment. He never thought that an ordinary college student would be able to dodge a slap that he had used 70% of his strength.
"Xie Zheng, you've gone too far!" At this moment, Qi Ziyu's palm also arrived. She fiercely slapped Xie Zheng's arm, making a loud and clear sound.
Xie Zheng groaned and quickly retracted his hand. Xia Yan could clearly see that the place where Qi Ziyu slapped his arm was already red, leaving behind a clear five finger mark.
Qi Ziyu's strength was actually this great?
Xia Yan was shocked. Xie Zheng had practiced martial arts, so it was fine. But Qi Ziyu was a singer, and she was also an eighteen year old girl. A slap from such a girl would not hurt or itch at all. Instead of saying that she was hitting someone, it was more like she was acting spoiled. How could this happen?
Xia Yan felt that his understanding of the world was collapsing. Could it be that the rich nowadays all like to practice martial arts?
But now was not the time to think about this. Xia Yan's mouth did not stop. He was still chanting the Bloodlust Technique in a low voice. His voice was suppressed to the lowest level. Qi Ziyu and Xie Zheng could faintly hear it, but no one could hear it clearly. Moreover, at this time, the two people's attention was not on Xia Yan.
"Xie Zheng, you dare to hit my classmate?" Qi Ziyu stood in front of Xia Yan. Her almond eyes widened as she angrily glared at Xie Zheng.
"Ziyu, you actually hit me for a poor boy?" Xie Zheng held his arm. His face was filled with disbelief as he spoke lines from idol dramas.
"Xie Zheng, you can go. Don't come looking for me again!" Qi Ziyu coldly said.
"Okay, I'll go!" Xie Zheng's expression changed a few times. He unwillingly looked at Xia Yan. "Brat, do you only know how to hide behind a woman?"
"Death's Blessing? Bloodlust Curse! " Xia Yan finished chanting. An egg-sized black ball behind him entered his body. Suddenly, his body was filled with power.
"You're right." Xia Yan walked out from behind Qi Ziyu with a sneer on his face. "But you want to leave after hitting someone? Isn't that too easy?"
"Oh, then what do you want?" Xie Zheng was so angry that he laughed.
"You slapped me once, so I'll slap you twice in return. Do you think it's fair?" Xia Yan walked around the bench and walked towards Xie Zheng.
"Very fair. Then come at me!" Xie Zheng sneered.
"Xia Yan, don't be impulsive!" Qi Ziyu frowned and advised. She knew that Xie Zheng was very strong and was afraid that Xia Yan would be at a disadvantage.
"I'm not being impulsive. I'm just returning an eye for an eye." Xia Yan walked to a meter in front of Xie Zheng, raised his right hand and slapped him.
"You're courting death!" Xie Zheng's pupils contracted. Anger rose in his heart. An ordinary college student dares to hit me?
Even if Qi Ziyu was beside him, Xie Zheng was not going to hold back. Today, he was going to send this boy to the hospital. He raised his left hand, wanting to block Xia Yan's slap. But the moment their arms collided, he felt an enormous force and his face changed.
Xie Zheng's arm bounced back as if it was hit by a car and slapped his own chest. He instinctively raised his head and felt a pain on his face. Xia Yan's fingertips were already on his face.
A bloody mark appeared on Xie Zheng's fair and smooth face. Blood seeped out.
He dodged quickly and was only lightly hit by the middle finger. If he was hit by this slap, he would probably lose a few teeth and half of his face would be swollen.
Xie Zheng reached out and touched his face. When he saw the blood, he was shocked and angry. At the same time, fear rose in his heart. This poor boy is also a martial artist? His strength … is too strong. I can't block it at all!
Xia Yan was also shocked by his own strength. He was a little scared. Fortunately, Xie Zheng dodged quickly. Otherwise, this slap would have hurt him and he would be in big trouble!
However, he did not plan to stop. Since he said that he would return two slaps, then he would do it. At most, he would use less strength in the next slap.
With this in mind, Xia Yan did not hesitate to slap him again. This time, he only used 30% of his strength, but the speed was much faster. Xie Zheng was still in a daze. He was suddenly hit by this slap. His head suddenly tilted and his gold-rimmed glasses flew far away and fell into the lotus pond.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!" Xie Zheng completely lost his Mr. Perfect temperament. He covered his face and crazily shouted, "I want you to die! I want you to die! "
When he raised his head, there was blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth. There was also a clear palm print on his face.
"Only you can hit me, but I can't hit back? What a joke! "Xia Yan was afraid that he would do something desperate. He took two steps back and said as if nothing had happened.
"Don't say anymore. Let's go!" Qi Ziyu's face was also very bad. She looked at Xie Zheng. She wanted to say something but stopped. She turned around and pulled Xia Yan's arm and pulled him away. Looking at the back of the two people leaving, Xie Zheng's eyes were full of ruthlessness.
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