After having long hair for a few years, suddenly wanted to lift it.

When he walked out of the barber shop, Jiang Yi, who was strangled by Qi Bai's neck, blushed with laughter, and finally broke the bank and bought him a peaked cap.

Jiang Yi looked at Qi Bai, who was dissatisfied with the new hair color and had a stinky face, and couldn't help but feel sorry for Mr. Tony:

"No, you're just asking too much of yourself. This color makes your skin so white. People have said that it will be more natural and better-looking after washing it a few times."

"Everyone thinks it's good-looking, but you don't think it's good-looking."

"Come on, have a laugh."

Qi Bai, who felt that he was dipped in badminton, couldn't smile. He only felt that he was very special and non-mainstream.

Not only was he unable to laugh, but when he met Jiang Jian at the gate of Yuelan Mansion, Qi Bai even thought of sharking Jiang Yi's heart.

Obviously Jiang Jianzhi didn't expect to meet Qi Bai here, and when he saw the white hair behind him, he was obviously stunned:

"You... dyed your hair?"

It was too late to think about why Jiang Jianzhi appeared here, Qi Bai is now full of thoughts:

Done.

I must look more stupid than Zhao Yuankai's stupid now.

Chapter 9 Relocation

Qi Bai just moved to Yuelan Mansion, and unexpectedly met an acquaintance.

Under Jiang Jianzhi's gaze, Qi Bai raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "...What a coincidence."

Not wanting to express any opinion on his white hair, nor do he want Jiang Jianzhi to pay too much attention to his hair, Qi Bai took the initiative to change the topic:

"Mr. Jiang just got off work?"

Looking away from Qi Bai's conspicuous hair color, Jiang Jianzhi shook his head: "Come back and get something."

Qi Bai looked up at the sky, surprised: "It's not over yet at work so late?"

After he and Jiang Yi finished eating, they spent too much time in the barber shop. At this time, the night was shrouded in darkness, and it was already dark.

After getting a positive answer, Qi Bai glanced at Jiang Jianzhi sympathetically:

"It's not easy for you in this line of work."

Jiang Jianzhi did not deny it.

When the student brought was doing the purification experiment, the finished product that was supposed to be white turned gray and white. After half a month, couldn't find the problem. Finally, had to ask Professor Jiang for help.

A similar experiment was done by Jiang Jianzhi when he was a sophomore. He came back to get the previous materials for his students to refer to.

Professor Jiang's time is precious, and Qi Bai, who consciously became a badminton player, didn't want to talk too much, smiled politely, and proposed to part ways.

Jiang Jianzhi agrees.

Then the two walked into Yuelan Mansion and turned right together.

Qi Bai: "...?"

Jiang Jianzhi was very quiet along the way, and he could only hear the slight footsteps of the two. Qi Bai wanted to ask which building the other lived in, but then he thought:

It may not be so coincidental that Yuelan Mansion is so large.

Then they were standing in the same elevator.

Qi Bai: "..."

Such a coincidence.

The two floor buttons of '20' and '19' are lit, but they don't live on the same floor.

The narrow elevator compresses the space to be with each other, neither of them spoke, Qi Bai twisted his earlobes, wondering if Jiang Yi knew about today.

With a 'ding', the nineteenth floor arrived, Jiang Jianzhi nodded slightly to Qi Bai, and walked out of the elevator.

At the moment when the elevator closed, Qi Bai deeply doubted that Mr. Jiang's character, who couldn't say a word with three sticks, could really play a good fake boyfriend?

NTU's usual big exam after a long vacation, Zhao Yuankai was rarely quiet for a while, and Jiang Jianzhi's fake boyfriend didn't come in handy.

Qi Baijiang Jianzhi lived in the same building in the same community, but they never met again except the day Qi Bai first moved in.

If it weren't for the few emails lying in the mailbox, Qi Bai would have suspected that he had found a fake boyfriend, which was also fake.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of October had passed, and Qi Bai's hair color finally became natural after washing it several times. He also unexpectedly received a call from his counselor in college.

The capacitive pen was spinning on his slender fingertips, and Qi Bai raised his eyebrows: "Change campus?"

Counselor: "Yes, the old campus is renovated, and our art college is going to move to the Lanxi campus."

As a century-old school, NTU covers a very large area. Originally, it only had one campus. Later, with the increase of disciplines, a Lanxi campus was expanded.

The two campuses occupy the east and the west of Nanfeng City, and the Lanxi campus is located in the center of the university town in the west.

The School of Art is different from other faculties and departments, and the preliminary preparations required for relocation are also different. First of all, in terms of the environment, it is necessary to create a strong sense of art.

The walls of the art academy are still inflexible and simple white walls.

In order to express new ideas, the hospital did not find a construction team, nor did it find any famous masters to design and paint, but decided to find students from the school.

As a major event related to the image of the school, everyone did not dare to recommend it rashly, and finally found Qi Bai after several detours.

Counselor: "Although you are young, your strength is obvious to all, and you won the first prize of the 'Iloff Visual Art Exhibition'. You are responsible for such a big matter, and the hospital can rest assured."

In a short period of time, it was unrealistic for one person to complete all the exterior wall designs of the art academy, and the academy also found several other outstanding graduates.

The counselor said that Qi Bai was only responsible for part of it.

Rao is part of it, and the amount of work is huge.

Qi Bai hesitated.

Aware of Qi Bai's hesitation, the counselor smiled heartily:

"Of course, it's not for you to work in vain. The school has plenty of funds for this, so you don't have to worry about remuneration."

The capacitive pen in his hand tapped the desktop unconsciously, Qi Bai frowned and said:

"Teacher, it's not a question of compensation."

Zhao Yuankai is from the Art Academy. If he takes on this job, he cannot avoid meeting him at school.

"Little white."

The affair between Zhao Yuankai and Qi Bai was ups and downs at the beginning, and as Qi Bai's counselor, he also heard some rumors.

The counselor sighed and softened his voice to persuade:

"I know your difficulties, but in the long run, as a teacher, I suggest you take over this project. If you have money or not, it will be good for you in the future..."