Comprehensive film and television: male god's favorite

Chapter 148 Wang Tianfeng travels to the modern era 7

"Yes, what's wrong?" Chu Huan turned around and looked at Wang Tianfeng with some confusion.

Wang Tianfeng's tone was a little awkward: "Not very...dignified."

Chu Hua was even more confused. It was already the 21st century. Why did she need to wear formal clothes just to buy breakfast?

Unexpectedly, after hesitating for a moment, Wang Tianfeng threw the clean coat he wore when he came to Chu Hua.

"Okay, put it on." Wang Tianfeng handed the clothes to Chu Hua.

Chu Huan wrinkled her nose and looked at him in confusion.

"Be obedient." Wang Tianfeng emphasized.

Seeing Wang Tianfeng suddenly become very serious, Chu Huan felt timid and obediently put on the slightly loose clothes over her pajamas.

Chu Hua is petite, so Wang Tianfeng's coat looks a bit long on her.

But the flaws do not outweigh the merits. Chu Huan is a beauty and looks good in whatever she wears.

Wang Tianfeng looked at Chu Hua's outfit, nodded, and a hint of approval appeared in his eyes.

Chu Hua went out to buy breakfast and came back with steaming dumplings and soy milk in her hands. After Chu Hua closed the door, she was shocked to find Wang Tianfeng behind the door.

Afterwards, I felt even more sorry for him.

"Uncle, have breakfast quickly!" Chu Hua put breakfast on the small table and greeted Wang Tianfeng warmly.

Wang Tianfeng walked over and sat on a chair. Looking at Chu Hua's busy figure, he couldn't help but ask, "Have you always lived here alone?"

Chu Hua placed her chopsticks and answered, "My university is not far away. This is the house my grandfather bought for me. He was afraid that I wouldn't be used to living in the dormitory."

"Where are your parents?" Wang Tianfeng nodded and asked again.

"My father is a policeman and my mother is a university teacher, but she doesn't go to the same school as me."

As if she thought of something, Chu Hua even forgot to eat the fried dough sticks in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Wang Tianfeng noticed that something was wrong with Chu Hua.

"I forgot, I have class today..."

Chu Huan didn't have time to eat breakfast, so she went back to her room and quickly changed her clothes.

"Uncle, I'm going to be late. I have a class today, so I'll be here in about two hours. If you're bored, you can read any book on my bookshelf, but the fonts have changed a bit. I'm running out of time, so I'm leaving now!"

After Chu Hua finished speaking, she picked up her schoolbag and left without giving Wang Tianfeng a chance to answer.

Wang Tianfeng looked at the impetuous Chu Hua and felt a little amused.

After Chu Huan left, Wang Tianfeng looked around the room quietly for the first time.

The room's decoration style is very elegant, yet generous, and clean and tidy everywhere. It can be said that this is completely a girl's room.

He saw the textbook Chu Hua mentioned on her desk. It was an unfamiliar textbook, different from the ones he had taught before.

This should be the book used by Chu Huan. He opened it and read it carefully for a while. The font inside was neat, not like handwriting, but more like printed, but more delicate and exquisite than the one they used.

The fonts did change, but he could still figure out what the words were based on the entire sentence, and he was able to adapt himself.

"Looking at the mountains and rivers is vain, the falling flowers in the wind and rain make spring even more sad. It is better to cherish the person in front of you."

Wang Tianfeng was a little stunned when he saw this sentence. He thought about it and then smiled.

Wang Tianfeng put down his book and looked towards the place where Chu Hua was studying diligently. This place was full of Chu Hua's aura, and he found a sacred feeling.

Wang Tianfeng, who was born into a military family, actually has some obsessive-compulsive disorder. She looked at Chu Hua's desk and frowned slightly.

He walked to the bookshelf and wanted to help the student he just met organize the books.

Wang Tianfeng put the books on the desk back to the bookshelf one by one, and stroked the spines of the books with his fingers. The names of those books were so unfamiliar to him, whether they were literary works or professional textbooks.

At this point in time, he was full of curiosity and desire to understand everything about this era.

Chu Hua's room and her life are like an open book to Wang Tianfeng, waiting for him to explore and understand.

He came to the desk, where there was a cup of cold coffee and a few scattered notes, which were densely covered with Chu Hua's study notes.

Wang Tianfeng gently picked up a piece of paper. He could feel the effort and sweat behind every word. He put the paper down and began to wipe the desk. He couldn't help but feel compulsive.

Afterwards, Wang Tianfeng stood by the window, put his hands in his pockets, and looked quietly at the street scene outside the window. This world was so different from the one he was familiar with.

He began to think about what he could do in this era, and what would have happened if he had not met Chu Hua?

Wang Tianfeng returned to Chu Hua's desk. He knew that it would take time to truly understand and integrate into this world.

Chu Hua's bookshelf contains not only textbooks, but also various extracurricular reading materials, including novels, essays, poems, and everything else.

He occasionally caught a glimpse of a book with a light-colored cover, took it down and took a look. It seemed to be a novel.

Although he had read this kind of book before during the years of war, he couldn't help but feel curious when he saw it in front of him.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting spots on the ground, and the study is filled with a faint aroma of coffee.

Wang Tianfeng sat in front of Chu Hua's desk, frowned slightly, and stared at a novel in his hand with complicated eyes.

This romance novel has a pink cover, and the hero and heroine on the cover are hugging each other, creating a warm and slightly romantic atmosphere.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Tianfeng opened the first page of the novel.

He savored every word, trying to understand and feel this world of love that was completely different from what he knew through these words.

Wang Tianfeng originally thought that the love stories in this world would be similar to those in the past. However, the more he read into the novel, the more he realized that the emotions of this era had produced a new form of expression.

He turned page after page, gradually being moved by the emotions in the story and almost forgetting where he was.

Wang Tianfeng's face became redder and redder as he read deeper into the novel. Some of the plots seemed to him very unrestrained and bold, forming a sharp contrast with the conservative and graceful concept of love in their time.

He read an intimate description between the male and female protagonists. The male protagonist gently stroked the female protagonist's forehead, the two looked at each other affectionately, and the male protagonist's lips gradually approached the female protagonist's lips. The meticulous description made Wang Tianfeng feel nervous and strange.

This way of expressing emotions is too direct for an old-fashioned person like him.

Despite his inner resistance, Wang Tianfeng strangely felt the power and beauty in this description.

In the war-torn era, people often hide love in every detail of daily life, and this straightforward and intense way of expression completely overturned his previous understanding.