When the class bell rang, Jiang Jianzhi raised his head and glanced, ignoring the students with different thoughts, and withdrew his gaze and said softly:

"Keep going."

In class, students could be heard discussing about his fake boyfriend. Jiang Jianzhi thought it was a high-frequency coincidence, until he was walking in the school and was stopped by the word 'hello'.

Jiang Jianzhi had never been called so impolitely before. At first, he didn't know that the other party was calling him, and he didn't stop until the other party reached out his hand to stop him with a dissatisfied expression:

"What about you, what are you pretending to be deaf?"

Professor Jiang, whose time was precious, had to stop, frowning at the person in front of him: "Is something wrong?"

Zhao Yuankai squinted his eyes and looked at him up and down, and finally said firmly: "I know you."

Jiang Jianzhi didn't speak, Zhao Yuankai said to himself:

"We met last time in the alley of the 'No Wrong Zhengye' bar."

Zhao Yuankai still remembered the handkerchief Jiang Jianzhi handed to Qi Bai, and also remembered their brief physical contact at that time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuankai was unhappy, and stared at Jiang Jianzhi with his arms around his chest with hostility:

"Who are you? What is your relationship with my brother?"

Since the official announcement of Qi Bai's circle of friends, Zhao Yuankai has entered a state of being a soldier, and everyone thinks that the other party wants to rob Qi Bai from him.

This time accidentally met Jiang Jianzhi, Zhao Yuankai looked at the other person's figure, and the more he looked, the more he felt that he looked like someone from his brother's circle of friends, which was very suspicious.

Jiang Jianzhi was not obliged to report to Zhao Yuankai, nor did he want to waste time on him, so he walked away.

"Wait, if you don't make it clear, you don't want to leave!"

In Zhao Yuankai's view, Jiang Jianzhi's behavior was guilty. He stopped the person again, his eyes were fierce:

"No matter what relationship you have with Qi Bai, I warn you, he is my person, and you should stay away from him from now on, or don't blame me for being rude."

Hearing this, Jiang Jianzhi glanced at him lightly:

"Your people? Did he agree?"

Still in that unsalty tone, what he said made Zhao Yuankai stunned:

"I've known him since high school, what kind of onion are you to question me?"

Professor Jiang is not good at quick-talking, but just stated the facts calmly: "He doesn't like you, and you trouble him."

Otherwise, the other party will not find himself a fake boyfriend.

Zhao Yuankai was angry when he heard the words: "What do you know? Why do you say he doesn't like me?"

The person in front of him has no self-knowledge, and it is a waste of time to communicate.

"Get out of the way." Jiang Jianzhi raised his wrist and looked at the time, his expression indifferent: "You have already wasted two minutes and forty seconds of me."

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Chapter 13 Minimalism

Jiang Jianzhi left Zhao Yuankai, whose face was ashen, and the latter gritted his teeth with hatred at his back.

He saw just now that Jiang Jianzhi had a small dark red mole on his right wrist bone. In the photo posted by Qi Bai's circle of friends, there was also a small mole on the hand he was holding.

The location and size are the same.

Even Qi Bai didn't notice this little detail.

Zhao Yuankai had seen those two photos no less than a hundred times during this period of time. He probably knew better than himself what Jiang Jianzhi's hand looked like.

Zhao Yuankai can't tolerate anyone who is close to Qi Bai. His brother belongs to him alone, and no one else deserves to stand with him, let alone become lovers with him.

The photo of Qi Bai's official Xuan was saved and printed by Zhao Yuankai. The part belonging to Jiang Jianzhi was pierced with a knife by him, not to mention that it was cut out and burned to ashes.

However, even this could not calm the crazy jealousy that was surging in his heart.

Looking at Jiang Jianzhi's back, Zhao Yuankai's paranoid possessiveness made Zhao Yuankai think - if only this person disappeared like the photo.

That way the brother is still his own.

Dark and dangerous thoughts flooded in, Zhao Yuankai's eyes were fierce and his hands clenched into fists.

"Zhao Yuankai."

Just when Zhao Yuankai decided to catch up, someone stopped him.

The visitor was carrying the drawing board and paint box, but he didn't notice his strange mood. He glanced at Jiang Jianzhi, who had already walked away, and said curiously:

"Zhao Yuankai, do you know Professor Jiang?"

The distraught Zhao Yuankai had a look on his face: "Professor Jiang?"

The person who came was his classmate, and nodded excitedly: "Yes, I see that you were talking to Professor Jiang just now."

Zhao Yuankai frowned upon hearing this.

The last time he met Jiang Jian at 'No Mistake Zhengye', the other party didn't seem to know Qi Bai, so he didn't take it to heart.

It wasn't until this time that he ran into him at the new campus, and he re-examined the opponent.

People who are associated with Qi Bai's circle of friends from their body shape, the mole on the wrist bone confirms their identity.

The other party looked about the same age as them, but his aura could not be ignored. Zhao Yuankai thought the other party was a master and doctoral student at the school, but he didn't want the other party to be a professor.

Jiang Jianzhi was only fifteen years old when he was recommended to the Department of Physics at NTU. In his second year of sophomore year, he followed the professor to do projects and completed university credits ahead of schedule.

Now some of the school's master and doctoral students are still his freshman and sophomore classmates, but he is already Professor Jiang.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Jianzhi's 26 years of success seemed to be unraveling, and the surrounding group of academic gods could hardly compare.

In the hearts of many students, the indifferent Professor Jiang was almost deified.

The self-confidence of the gods who were born and died was severely hit, and they could only comfort themselves behind their backs:

Forget it, have long known that Jiang Jianzhi is not a human being, and mortals do not compete with true gods.

After the art department moved to Lanxi, most of the people have been popularized by the "aboriginals" in the new campus, and there is such a good man. Compared with Jiang Jianzhi's excellent ability, his appearance has become the icing on the cake.