The logistics director looked at the rest of the list: "The school asked all work-study students to fill out a feedback form, but it has not been completed yet."
When Ji Yunxuan heard this, he stopped just as he was about to leave after taking the things, walked over, and looked at the list casually: "How many are left to be filled in?"
"There are still eight or nine to go."
"It's almost the same." Ji Yunxuan couldn't find her name in the filled-in form, so he spoke out of nowhere without thinking: "You have a material class in the afternoon, so go ahead and help you take a look."
The logistics director immediately put his arm around his brother's shoulders: "Thank you, senior!"
"Okay, let's go get busy."
"Next time, please ask senior to skewer."
Ji Yunxuan looked at the few remaining forms and laughed at herself. She had a boyfriend.
At the same time, in the corridor.
Gu CiCi sent a message while walking. This was something she had thought about yesterday: [Are you staying in the dormitory today?]
Lu Zhiyuan glanced at it. Through these few words, the memory of the last time seemed to carry infinite and unknown charms, wandering uncontrollably between the lines.
All Lu Zhiyuan's thoughts told him, "Yes," he had already prepared a response. It was just here. The fresh wound on his arm became an obstacle, but as long as it was wrapped tightly enough, not a drop of blood would stain her.
Sight.
The ancient Ci Ci goes slower and slower: [Can’t you live there? 】
Lu Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment and then called directly.
Gu Cici looked at the caller ID and leaned against the student union door: "Yeah."
"The library will be busy until late?" There was no emotion in the voice.
"It's okay." Gu CiCi played with the zipper of his sportswear and whispered in a coquettish and sticky voice: "Does your arm still hurt?"
"No, it would have been fine."
"That's it." Gu CiCi turned around, faced the wall, and ran his fingers over the posters on the wall boredly: "Then will you stay in the dormitory today?"
Lu Zhiyuan looked out the window, with no ripples visible in his calm eyes, but he was rehearsing various situations that would happen to her thousands of times in his mind. He was distracted and worried about self-defeating, and there was also a hint of uneasy self-confidence: "..."
"Can't you live in the dormitory?" Gu CiCi's fingertips wandered on the posters in the corridor. When he touched a certain word, he suddenly paused and took it back. His nonchalant expression dutifully told the girl Huaichun's tenderness, with only a slight smile.
The drooped eyelids revealed a hint of his emotions: "You have something to do, otherwise just forget it..."...
"It depends on your arrangement."
Gu CiCi smiled: "Will it embarrass you?"
Lu Zhiyuan suspected that she was laughing at the speed at which he agreed, but he didn't mind due to his pride, and instead said as calmly as ever: "No."
"Then we'll meet at ten o'clock."
"See you at ten o'clock."
"You're the best." Gu CiCi hung up the phone after being bored for a while, patted the poster on the wall with his fingers, turned around and walked into the student union: "I..." Just as he was about to speak, he found Ji Yunxuan standing next to the table, with a youthful appearance.
, has begun to take shape and stand upright, he has always been there?
Gu CiCi immediately adjusted his expression and smiled just right: "Hello, senior." Under the bright light, he was as clean as the snow lotus on the high blade of the lonely mountain. How many more calls had he heard just now?
Ji Yunxuan immediately looked away and pulled out a form with his fingers smoothly. There was no abnormality on the surface: "Okay." But he regretted his impulsive behavior just now. He shouldn't have done this, like a voyeur: "Feedback Form"
.”
Gu CiCi took it over without asking him if he heard anything.
Ji Yunxuan didn't mention it either.
The two of them were separated by a certain distance, each busy with their own things, and usually too distant.
Halfway through writing the ancient Ci poem, the pen in my hand suddenly became inoperable and I was about to flick it.
Ji Yunxuan handed one over.
"Thank you." The ancient words were elegant and elegant.
"You're welcome." Ji Yunxuan was modest and polite.
Gu CiCi lowered his head again and wrote slowly.
Ji Yunxuan sorted out the forms that he had compiled countless times. His peripheral vision included the range of her palms. He heard that she had done something on the playground. She was not an impulsive person because of Lu Zhiyuan? He had also heard that Lu Zhiyuan was very popular among girls.
I turned the page of Gu Ci Ci and wrote it to the end. There was only one signature left.
Ji Yunxuan spoke naturally as usual: "Is there any problem at work?"
Gu CiCi dropped his surname: "They are all good."
"You are good at art. My senior has an outdoor-themed sculpture and is looking for a team painter. Are you interested?"
Gu CiCi raised his head and smiled: "Thank you, senior, I don't have time recently."
Ji Yunxuan lowered his head and avoided her smile: "This is a rare opportunity, and it is also one of the old professor's portfolio projects. Cooperation with relevant departments will be beneficial to your freshman's subsequent development and job hunting in the future."
"I'm a little busy recently."
Ji Yunxuan immediately realized that he had said too much: "It was just a suggestion, and the other party mentioned it casually."
Gu CiCi put down his pen: "Senior, thank you, I'll leave first."
"good."
Gu CiCi came out of the conference room and looked up at the posters on the wall. The row on the far right was handwritten by him. The handwriting was strong and the layout was rigorous, just like him.
It's just that she couldn't participate in that practice. The work that gave her countless opportunities and made her shine, so much so that she was selected by the professor in her sophomore year to start practical learning to pave the way for the future.
In the conference room, Ji Yunxuan looked at the form she had filled out, her brief polite words and sincere words of thanks. If there was any difference, it was probably that her gratitude was more practical than others.
Ji Yunxuan shouldn't read it, it was just some words, but after hesitating again and again, he picked it up and couldn't help but feel ridiculous. He was like a mouse, doing things that cannot be left in the sun.
"Hello, are you filling out the form here?"
Ji Yunxuan naturally merged the filled-in forms of ancient poems into a pile of forms: "Yes." The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and the spring breeze is not drunk. Sure enough, there are some things that should not be done, and the slightest disturbance is a shameful thought: "
This is the form."
"Thanks."
Ji Yunxuan felt indescribably depressed. At this time, all he could do was give blessings, but he was not as generous as he had imagined to withdraw.
"Are you Ji Yunxuan, Senior Ji?" the female classmate asked cautiously.
Ji Yunxuan was polite and distant: "Yes."
"Senior Ji is really responsible, but no one from the logistics department is here."
"Just enough time."
The girl suddenly raised her head: "Senior Ji, can I add your WeChat ID? Is there anything I need to ask?"
Ji Yunxuan looked at the corridor outside: "I don't know much about the logistics department. There are the phone numbers of the director and deputy director of the logistics department on the wall. You can save them."
The girls are not discouraged. One of the school idols of Teiko University is not so easy to strike up a conversation with. Otherwise, his girlfriends would already be lined up: "That's it. No wonder someone kept looking at me just now."
Ji Yunxuan paused while sorting out the form. Who kept looking at it? Ji Yunxuan didn't ask in the end. His upbringing told him that there are some things that he shouldn't just rely on his imagination to constantly prove an impossible fact and then take it for granted. Again, she has a man.
friend.
It was just the project for her senior year in the art department that he thought she should seriously consider. It was a good opportunity.