Can't help but be moved

Chapter 56

Until Jian Nian returned to the dormitory, she still didn't recover from her stupidity.

She stared at her mobile phone firmly, as if she was about to stare at the phone out of a hole.

Ruan Tian poured a glass of warm water for her, and complained softly, "I wanted to visit you in the hospital today, but the art department has been too busy recently."

The water glass was placed by her hand, Ruan Tian saw that Jian Nian didn't respond, she lightly touched her shoulder with her fingers: "Jian Nian, what are you thinking?"

Jian Nian suddenly came back to her senses, and sighed softly: "It's nothing."

It's just...

She added Feng Wang as friends again.

They clearly wanted to stay away, but the distance between them became closer and closer instead.

Jian Nian really couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Ruan Tian: "Then drink the water first. Although the fever is gone, you still need to drink more water."

Jian Nian picked up the water glass and drank it down.

"By the way," when putting down the water glass, Jian Nian looked at Ruan Tian doubtfully, "Isn't your literature and art department only busy when there are activities? It's usually busy when you have nothing to do. Why are you so busy recently?"

Ruan Tian went back to her desk and sat down, picked up the music score on the table: "Isn't this the Mid-Autumn Festival party? Although you haven't been notified yet, the Ministry of Literature and Art has received the news several days in advance Already, I started preparing for this year's gala early."

For an event like this that mainly watch performances, the Department of Literature and Art is the first to know the news and the busiest every year.

Jian Nian suddenly realized, and then smiled and said: "Then you must be on stage, right?"

Ruan Tian shook her head lightly: "Not necessarily, it depends on the screening results of the final program."

She hoped that the final program screening would eliminate her.

When she was a freshman, she had already participated in several events, such as the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala and the National Day Gala, but this year she did not want to participate again.

It's just that she is in the Ministry of Literature and Art, so she has to obey the arrangement, and the minister has already reported her name, so saying that she doesn't participate at this time will make everyone unhappy.

"At your level, how can you not pass it."

Ruan Tian smiled and said nothing.

Jian Nian couldn't help complaining: "There are so many activities in this school, the sports meeting on the first foot, and the Mid-Autumn Festival party on the second foot."

Ruan Tian's tone was flat: "Which university doesn't have many activities."

Jian Nian shrugged: "That's true."

Ruan Tian flipped through the sheet music in her hand, and didn't say anything more about this issue.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, her eyes moved away from the music score, and fell on Jian Nian who was at the opposite table: "Senior Tang really went to see you in the hospital today?"

"Yeah, he apologized to me in various ways as soon as he came, which made me completely unable to resist."

"Then..." Ruan Tian pondered for a moment, then suddenly closed the music score in her hand, "What's your reaction?"

Jian Nian didn't understand: "Who is that?"

"The one on the wall."

Jian Nian: "...Ruan Tian, ​​his name is Feng Wang, don't always use the wall to refer to him."

Jian Nian was a little dumbfounded.

She just said that casually at the time, but Ruan Tian kept referring to Feng Lu like that afterwards, and she always felt weird.

It's as if... Feng Wang hanged up, and the portrait of the deceased was hung on the wall.

Uh... blah blah blah, blah blah blah!
"Okay, Feng Wang," Ruan Tian followed suit, "So, did he have any special reaction?"

"Does he need any special reaction?" Jian Nian thought about it carefully, but found nothing special, "Does it count as being particularly indifferent?"

Ruan Tian: "Tell me."

Jian Nian frowned: "When Senior Tang came, he just... had a very cold attitude and didn't speak the whole time. He only nodded slightly when Senior Tang greeted him, but I don't think it's really special, he That person has a low temper."

Feng Wang had that indifferent attitude the first time he met Senior Tang, so Jian Nian didn't think it was a special reaction.

That person, even his attitude towards familiar friends is very flat, let alone people he doesn't know at all.

Ruan Tian lowered her eyes and thought: "Really."

How does she feel that this is not the case.

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Close the house.

After taking a bath, Feng Wang lazily leaned on the sofa while wiping his wet short hair.

The man held the phone and clicked on the dialog box with Jian Nian. He wanted to send a message to ask if she had a rest, but his fingertips were on the keyboard of the phone without moving for a long time.

Feng Wang narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously sighed.

He has been thinking about what Jian Yan said all day today.

It's time to give the little girl a Mid-Autumn Festival gift, but... what to give.

He had no experience in giving gifts, especially to a little girl.

After thinking about it for a day, he didn't think of what to give.

The man finally closed the chat interface with Jian Nian, and sent a message to Jian Yan instead.

Feng Wang: What should I give.

Jian Yan, who was on a business trip out of town, had just finished the dinner with his partner, and before returning to the hotel, he received a message from Feng Huang before he had time to rest.

The truth of this nonsense sentence made Jian Yan, who has always been flexible, stunned for two seconds.

In short: what do you mean?
Feng Wang quickly replied to him, still concise and to the point: present, what should I give.

Jian Yan finally understood.

Briefly: you ask me?I don't know you, how do I know what she likes and what to give her.

Could it be that Feng Wang's old tree was insane to come to ask him such a question?

Looking at Jian Yan's reply, Feng Wang thought for a moment.

After a while, Jian Yan received another message from him: What do you think a little girl at Jian Nian's age usually likes?
Jian Yan stared straight at the words he sent, and typed quickly on the keyboard.

Briefly: The girl you like is about the same age as my sister?Feng Wang, you're fine, I didn't expect you to fall in love with such a young girl for the first time.

He always thought that what Feng Wang would like would be the kind of mature, intellectual and especially beautiful professional women.

After all, Feng Wang himself is a workaholic, and the person he likes should have some similarities with himself.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a little sister.

It must be seven or eight years old.

Feng Wang was running out of patience: hurry up and say it.

Jian Yan raised her eyebrows and thought about it.

He really didn't know what a girl of his sister's age would like.

Although he has a younger sister, he doesn't care what the little girl likes.

After a while, Jian Yan thought about it and typed a paragraph to send.

In short: I think that no matter what age group you are, you should start with the girls themselves.You observe and observe more, like looking through her circle of friends and looking at her Weibo.Look at what people often post, and you can probably know what she likes.This way, there is a high probability that gift giving will not go wrong.

Feng Wang stared at this sentence for two seconds, and felt that what Jian Yan said was very reasonable, so he directly exited the chat interface with Jian Yan, and clicked into Jian Nian's circle of friends instead.

It took a long time for Jian Yan to get a reply, and Feng Wang didn't intend to talk to him anymore.

Jian Yan couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, she was ashamed of Feng Wang's behavior of asking him for something, and not even saying thank you when the problem was solved.

(End of this chapter)