On a September morning, when the hazy fog in the sky had cleared, fluttering clouds dotted the blue sky.The gentle autumn wind blew the rows of trees on the road of Dorenwaya International University, and under the shadow of the sky and clouds, a golden autumn fell on the ground.On Wednesday, early in the morning, Fu Zhenhong drove to the college.As one of the top international universities, Torenwaya International University is equipped with faculty dormitories for all the faculty members working in the university, especially the professor-level lecturers, and the dormitory rooms are even more luxurious.However, Fu Zhenhong was accustomed to living alone and liked to be quiet, so he did not live in the staff dormitory arranged for him by the school, but rented a boutique apartment on another street outside the school.On that day, he and Karlsvourn entered from the Valley of the Kings Mausoleum of the Nineteenth Dynasty, but as they were about to return to the Eighteenth Dynasty, the space distorted again, and Karlsvourn returned to his own era.And Fu Zhenhong, as Nefertiti, is the modern age thousands of years later.Fu Zhenhong thought about this reason, perhaps because Nefertiti disappeared a year after Tutankhamun succeeded to the throne as pharaoh.And the disappearance of that era, although many explanations can be given, but with the passage of time, the impression left on future generations will eventually become two words, death.So perhaps this world follows the evolution of this history and the laws of space, so Fu Zhenhong can't return to the era of Tutankhamun of the Eighteenth Dynasty as Nefertiti like Karlsvoun.At first, Fu Zhenhong, who had just come to the modern era, thought that the progress of the strategy this time could not reach 100% perfection, because there was still 30% of Tutankhamun's left.And Tutankhamun was in the XVIII dynasty.However, soon, the weak chicken system received news from the Time and Space Administration that although Tutankhamun of the Eighteenth Dynasty had passed away at the age of nineteen, Fu Zhenhong's strategy could continue.The strategy can be continued.At that time, Fu Zhenhong pondered these six words, and soon understood the general reason.Tutankhamun is dead in the history of ancient Egypt, but he seems to be alive in a new capacity.Because the person is still alive, the strategy can continue.After thinking about this clearly, Fu Zhenhong came to this international university as a professor of the School of History according to the prompts he received from the Time and Space Administration.Today is his third week at the Academy, and he only has two large classes a month, two Mondays, both of which are fixed Wednesdays, and each class is in the morning.Fu Zhenhong didn't have the habit of arriving early, and his personality made him dislike waiting for people, but as a professor and a teacher, Fu Zhenhong finally came to the classroom fifteen minutes early.After Fu Zhenhong entered the classroom, she found that there were a total of 200 seats in the classroom, almost all of which were filled by students, and only one seat was vacant except for the second row.There was a book on the empty table, and it was obvious that someone had deliberately occupied the seat.In most cases, this kind of placeholder behavior is rejected by other students, but none of these students have a problem with it.This is an international college, so it is clear that the master of this vacant seat should belong to the most noble class among many students.Fu Zhenhong's gaze moved away from the vacancy and turned to a black-haired young man to the left of the vacancy.After seeing the appearance of the black-haired young man clearly, Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows slightly.For no other reason, the young man looked exactly like Gary, the chief of the guard.And although the other party deliberately hid his emotions, from the way the young man looked at him, Fu Zhenhong still caught a trace of joy and expectation from it.What to expect?
Expecting to recognize him?
Fu Zhenhong lightly retracted her gaze, focused on the courseware, and carefully prepared the topic to be talked about today.Fu Zhenhong is still wearing the standard white shirt and black suit pants for faculty and staff today, and he has a good figure, tall and slender.Obviously dressed like other lecturers, he can easily attract the attention of others and become the most eye-catching presence in the crowd.At this moment, his eyes fell on the computer screen placed on the podium, while all the students in the classroom unanimously looked at his face.The more than one-meter-high podium table covered Fu Zhenhong's straight and slender legs, and only the upper half of his body fell under the eyes of the students.The neckline of his shirt was buttoned to the top button very decently, but the sleeve buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned by Fu Zhenhong, and he rolled up the sleeves neatly and evenly, revealing a small white wrist.On his wrist, he wears a bracelet.The bracelet is dark red, and the lines on the bracelet are very beautiful, revealing a cold sense of freshness, as if this is not a cold ornament, and when you look at it casually, it is a bit like the skin of a snake.It is also because of this bracelet that the skin on his exposed wrist appears fairer and more delicate, which makes people feel the urge to hold it.A large number of the students sitting in the classrooms were not from the School of History, and they had come to the lecture because they were curious about the appearance of the new professor, and wanted to see for themselves whether the professor really had the appearance that had been rumored to make people fall in love at first sight.After all, what age is this.Whether it is a star or other fields, there is no shortage of handsome men and beautiful women, and in Duolun Waya International University, beautiful women and handsome men with superior looks also abound.It is precisely because of this that in this academy, which accommodates many people with excellent appearances, the sudden appearance of a young professor who looks more than all the students makes people choose to listen to this class driven by curiosity, so that they can meet this professor who has only been famous in the school for only three weeks.And facts have proved that their deliberate act of getting up early to occupy a seat to listen to the lecture today is completely worthwhile.They saw that Professor Futi's appearance was indeed as good-looking as the rumors, and perhaps, even more attractive than the rumors.Aside from the rest, just looking at the professor's face is a very pleasing thing to the eye.And Rodney, a blonde young man who had seen Fu Zhenhong's appearance as early as the first class, was even more energetic at this moment like his partner next to him, Amway, about the content of Fu Zhenhong's first class.His voice was quiet, but his tone couldn't hide excitement and excitement.Rodney has a very fanatical love for the history of the four ancient civilizations, and the new professor not only looks like one in a thousand, but even the knowledge he talks about is very rich and specific, whether it is the official history or the wild history, it is very detailed, and many of them are difficult to find in the books of international museums.Thinking of the lesson that Professor Futi was going to teach today, Rodney suddenly looked forward to the brightest star in the history of ancient Egypt.So, in the eyes of Professor Friti, who would be the brightest star?
Thinking like this, Rodney's whole body became more and more excited, and he glanced at the time, and there were still five minutes before the class time.Rodney silently counted the seconds in his mind.Just as the bell for class rang in one minute, a young man with smoky gray hair walked in.The complexion of the young man is very healthy wheat, lighter than bronze, handsome, with a high nose bridge and very deep facial features.He was dressed in black, with a very intricate totem printed on his shirt, and an earring on his left ear, which was faintly shiny with silver studs, which were shaped like the wings of an eagle.The appearance of the young man made the students in the classroom subconsciously look at him because of the sound of the door, and of course, Fu Zhenhong also looked over.After seeing the young man's face clearly, Fu Zhenhong didn't feel much surprised, perhaps because the person sitting next to the vacant seat was a student with the same face as Gary, so Fu Zhenhong was very calm in the face of the young man who came in and had facial features and an eight-point resemblance to the ten-year-old Tutankhamun.For Fu Zhenhong, it has only been less than a few months since he separated from Tutankhamun, but for Tutankhamun, it may be a long time.The young man in Fu Zhenhong's sight has matured a lot.Tall and straight, with a long body, he has more calmness and forbearance than the young pharaoh in his memory.If the former pharaoh Tutankhamun was a noble cat eager to pet, then the young man standing in front of Fu Zhenhong now is like a cheetah full of explosive and offensive power.At this time, the cheetah hibernated, restrained the fierceness and fierceness in its eyes, and disguised its maturity and calmness with a casual and lazy attitude.At this moment when Fu Zhenhong's gaze met the young man's gaze, Fu Zhenhong felt that the young man's eyes seemed to have a thousand words to tell, but what surprised Fu Zhenhong was that two seconds later, the young man restrained all the turbulent waves in his eyes, calmly nodded to Fu Zhenhong, and walked to the vacant seat and sat down.Now, all 200 seats were filled.The bell rang on time, and after a brisk melody ended, Fu Zhenhong turned on the t and projected the picture of the computer screen onto the large-screen projector.A few big words on the screen are the name of this project——— the most shining light in the history of ancient Egypt.And at the bottom right of these words, there is a subtitle, and the subtitle is a person's name.Ramses II.Tutankhamun, who was sitting in the second row, saw the name on the screen and couldn't help but think of the news he had received from Karlsvoun about Nefertiti wearing the Nineteenth Dynasty, the later generations of the Eighteenth Dynasty.Without Karlsvorn's detailed description, Tutankhamun could have guessed that Nefertiti, who went to the Nineteenth Dynasty, must have received the favor of the pharaoh Ramses II.Thinking of this, Tutankhamun's eyes sank.He propped his elbows on the table, palms on his cheeks, tilted his head slightly to look at Fu Zhenhong on the podium, and there was an obscure emotion in his amber eyes.He was sitting very close to the podium, and Fu Zhenhong could feel his gaze without looking at him.Sitting behind Tutankhamun was a girl with a long black straight, and when the girl saw that the subtitle was written on Ramses II, she couldn't help but underestimate it with some disappointment: "I thought it would be Nefertiti, after all, it is the most attractive existence in Egyptian history." ”Tutankhamun listened to the voice of the girl behind him, and the corners of his lips hooked up a slightly ironic arc, it is indeed the most attractive existence, otherwise what happened after a thousand years, it still makes him unforgettable.