Chapter 1041： The person she missed (9) (1/2)

Kyoto University.

It is full of shade, students are shuttled, holding books and carrying cross-body bags, and the entire university campus is full of lively and lively atmosphere.

Xia Qiu didn't ask the driver to bring her over. The red flag was too eye-catching, just like Gu Miaomiao, Xia Qiu didn't like high-profile publicity, so she went out along the road in the morning and took the subway directly.

The Department of Journalism at Kyoto University is on the third floor of the Humble Administrator's Building. It takes about 10 minutes by school bus to enter the campus.

There are also alumni holding books next to the school bus. This crowd of black people may not be able to sit on a school bus, and at this time there are still 30 minutes before class.

After a while, summer or autumn? It is a question worth thinking about.

Between her thoughts, the school bus slowly came over from the school gate. There were already a lot of people on the bus, and the school bus had not stopped yet. The people waiting for the bus had begun to restlessly, and they had gone before.

Humble Administrator's House is not far away, and walking is more than 20 minutes. When Xia Qiu saw this posture, he simply stopped waiting and went directly to the direction of Humble Administrator's House.

In Kyoto, where soil and gold are at a premium, most of the students live on campus, walking along the sidewalk. Xia Qiu saw a lot of students carrying clothes and quilts on both sides.

”Hey, the classmate in front, wait a minute.”

The wind was galloping, a wind blew from behind Xia Qiu, and the roar stopped suddenly beside her.

The dark purple arrogant and arrogant Harley, wearing a helmet of the same color, the girl was wearing a black rivet motorcycle jacket, leather pants, low-footed black Cavalier Martin shoes, and looked like a pair of dangling, unruly young lady wearing .

The girl took off her helmet, looked at Xia Qiu with a smile, and propped her elbow on Harley's handlebar, and asked Xia Qiu with a smile.

”I remember that you were a journalism student, little girl. Let me ask, is the journalism going there?”

The horsetail is tied high, with small pigtails tied on its head like Africans, and then tied in the horsetail. Li Qingtian's mixed-featured three-dimensional features, his lips are also a little careless.