Can't help but be moved

Chapter 57

In the next few days, Jian Nian didn't see Feng Fan again, but she occasionally received WeChat messages from Feng Fan.

Very usual greeting.

"Good morning."

"have you eaten."

"what are you doing?"

"Good night."

and so on.

Jian Nian didn't think much about it.

Out of politeness, she usually replies with two sentences.

Then there is no more.

……

Sure enough, as Ruan Tian said, the counselor announced the Mid-Autumn Festival party in the class within two days.

Each class will produce at least two programs. At that time, the department will conduct a round of screening first, and five programs will be selected to report to the school. The school will conduct another round of general screening, and each department will retain two programs.

For the Department of Literature and Art, there will be three slots for the program.

"Students, this is the opportunity to show yourself. I hope everyone will sign up enthusiastically."

The counselor mobilized on the podium, but the students below were not interested.

At this time, Jian Nian didn't listen to the counselor's words at all, she just received a WeChat message from Feng Wang.

Feng Wang: Is get out of class over yet?

Jian Nian typed quickly: Not yet.

Feng Wang: What are you going to have for lunch?

Jian Nian looked at this sentence and thought for a while before replying: Pasta, there is a new window in the West Canteen. It is said that the black pepper pasta is delicious, and I want to try it.

Feng Wang: Good.

Jian Nian stared at the word "good" feeling puzzled.

She eats pasta, what's wrong with him.

Jian Nian frowned and wanted to ask him what this "good" meant.

As soon as she put her fingers on the keyboard, she suddenly realized.

Wait, why does it feel like she is reporting to Feng Wang?

What to do and what to eat... This is completely reporting the daily life.

When did she develop into this with Feng Wang?

strangeness.

Jian Nian was staring at the phone in a daze, when she suddenly heard the counselor say on it, "That's it, one singing show and one dancing show. Jiang Zhi, you and Jian Nian should work hard, and try to be on one."

Jane blinked suspiciously.

What happened, what happened, why was she signed up?

A brace?

Before Jian Nian could ask any questions, the counselor left with the registration form.

The students left one after another.

Jian Nian saw Hu Wei staring at her before going out.

She became more and more confused.

Can anyone tell her what happened.

Just as Jian Nian put her bag on her back, she was about to chase out to find a counselor to ask for clarification, when she saw a boy with a fair and delicate appearance, who looked like a frail little milk dog, walking towards her.

"Student, what's the matter?"

Jian Nian asked politely.

The boy held the book in one hand, and pushed the thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with the other: "That Jian Nian, my name is Jiang Zhi, and I signed up for the show with you."

Jian Nian remembered what the counselor said just now.

The performer of another show seems to be Jiang Zhilai.

"Hello."

Facing Jian Nian, the little milk dog seemed a little cautious: "I hope we can all pass the screening, come on."

Jian Nian coughed twice in embarrassment, and scratched her cheek with her fingers: "Student Jiang Zhi, can you tell me how I was selected?"

Jiang Zhi's big eyes under those glasses blinked puzzledly: "Aren't you here, don't you know?"

Jian Nian sneered twice: "Hehe, I just deserted and didn't pay attention."

She was too preoccupied with replying to Feng Wang's news, and her attention was simply useless in other places.

Jiang Zhi looked like I understood.

"You were chosen by the counselor himself. After asking around just now, not many people wanted to be on the show. The counselor remembered that you were studying dance, so he enrolled you."

Jian Nian was surprised: "How did he know?"

She doesn't remember saying it.

"You are an exchange student. Before you came to report, the counselor had already read your profile and knew that you had won some awards."

Jian Nian: "...Then why did you sign up?"

No one else wants to sign up, so why is he so proactive in signing up as a boy?

Hearing that Jiang Zhi was embarrassed, Hao Ran smiled: "I am the art committee member of our class, so I should set a good example."

If others don't listen to his mobilization, then he can only do it by himself.

Jane was surprised.

Generally, positions like literary and art committee members are held by girls, and she has never seen a boy as a literary and art committee member.

But looking at this Jiang Zhi's fair and thin appearance, it is quite suitable.

"Jian Nian, if you encounter problems during the preparation of the program and need help, you can come to me. If I can't solve it, let's find a solution together."

Jian Nian nodded in response: "Okay, thank you."

……

Inside Feng's president's office.

Feng Wang waited for a while but didn't get Jian Nian's reply, knowing that Jian Nian would not reply to the message again, so he put down the phone.

He stretched out his hand to press the inner line, and Xiao Yun walked in after a while.

"President Feng, do you need anything?"

Feng Wang said indifferently: "Order me black pepper pasta for today's lunch."

Xiao Yun was a little puzzled.

President Feng will specify what to eat for lunch these days, he never cared about these little things before.

Although she felt strange in her heart, she didn't dare to ask any more questions, and immediately responded: "Alright Mr. Feng, I'll go and order food right away."

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Sure enough, as Jiang Zhi said, Jian Nian encountered difficulties in preparing the show.

Can't find a dance practice venue.

She wanted to talk to Ruan Tian to see if she could borrow the dance studio of the Ministry of Literature and Art.

But the members of the Art Department are also preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. They don't have enough venues themselves, so how can they lend it to outsiders.

Jian Nian's home does have a dance studio, but her home is a few 10 minutes' drive away from the school.

She can't rush home immediately after class every day.

If she encounters traffic jams on the day of the report again, wouldn't she have to be late for class?

It is even more impossible to practice in the classroom.

The place in the classroom is narrow, and she could easily bump into the table if she just turned around a few times and lifted her leg.

Besides, she didn't want to be stared at by her classmates for practice every day.

In the dormitory, Jian Nian sighed: "Ruan Tian, ​​tell me, why don't I play the stereo and go to practice in the small square of the school."

Ruan Tian's words instantly shattered her idea: "The small square has already been occupied by other professionals for group dance practice."

Jian Nian: "Why are they moving so fast?"

As she spoke, she couldn't help complaining: "Our counselors are the same. They are only responsible for completing the task of reporting the program, and they don't care about the rest. They are the shopkeepers."

If she couldn't find the venue anymore, she could only play directly without practicing.

"Why don't you go and ask Senior Tang?" Ruan Tian suggested sincerely, "He is the chairman of the student union, so he should be able to find a practice field to lend you."

When Jian Nian heard it, she shook her head without even thinking about it: "No, no, don't bother him."

She has already made it very clear to Tang Zeyu, if you go to someone for help when you encounter a problem, wouldn't that be very cool?

It feels like deliberately hanging others to give others hope.

"Come on, don't think about this for now, I'm going to take a shower."

As Jian Nian said, she took out her pajamas and went straight into the bathroom.

When the sound of running water rang, Jian Nian's mobile phone on the desk outside also rang.

Ruan Tian was doing her homework when she was suddenly interrupted by the ringing bell.

She didn't want to care about it at first, thinking that she would hang up automatically when no one answered.

Unexpectedly, after the ringtone automatically hung up, it rang again after a while.

Ruan Tian couldn't help calling Jian Nian in the bathroom: "Jian Nian, someone is calling you."

Jian Nian's voice mixed with the sound of running water: "Ruan Tian, ​​please pick it up for me first, I'm not well yet."

Girls take a slow shower.

It wasn't long before she entered the bathroom, and she couldn't come out for a while.

Hearing Jian Nian's words, Ruan Tian got up and walked to Jian Nian's desk.

(End of this chapter)