The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 394 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellion Period 98

  Sitai Senior Club.

  Manager Hu was **** and kicked in, followed by a "bang--" sound.

  The door was closed and locked.

   "You guys are kidnapping! What are you doing!!"

   Manager Hu roared in horror and saw the figure on the sofa in the dim light, with a sturdy and arrogant outline, and the sense of oppression was silent.

   Obviously, he is the master.

   The man casually flipped through the documents randomly placed on the coffee table, and after a few seconds, he threw the paper heavily on Manager Hu's face!

  Manager Hu saw the words above, his eyes gradually changed from anger to fear, and the fat on his face was shaking slightly.

   This is not only the dirty water he prepared for Ji Ning'an to deal with Ji's father, but also the evidence of his corruption, which is the lifeblood.

   "What, what are you trying to do..." Manager Hu broke out in a cold sweat. God knows how he felt when he was blindfolded and tied here.

   "Do you want to die after hitting her?"

   Until Manager Hu was dragged out with a pale face, Shi Jingnian sat back on the sofa again with no expression on his face.

   Zheng Xingzhou walked in from outside.

   Manager Hu wanted to grab his trouser legs like a dog: "Mr. Zheng! Boss Zheng! You save me—"

   "What a coincidence." Zheng Xingzhou regretted it, and his brows showed a stubborn ruffian, "The one inside is the ancestor."

  Manager Hu began to regret it.

  Why did he provoke Ji Ning'an in the first place? ! to cause such a disaster!

  The door closed.

   "Do you smoke?" Zheng Xingzhou asked him while playing with his cigarette case.

   Shi Jingnian doesn't like to indulge, one lesson is enough, he doesn't need to rely on tobacco and alcohol to release the pressure: "No."

   Before he finished speaking, he coughed several times hoarsely, his face turned pale to the extreme.

   Zheng Xingzhou knew when he saw him: "What happened to her?"

   Shi Jingnian picked up his coat and got up. When he walked to the door, he said calmly, "She has a boyfriend."

   "Fuck." Zheng Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, his tone was harsh, "Then grab it and lock the bed—"

   Before he finished speaking, he looked over with cold eyes: "Be respectful."

The voice of    stopped abruptly.

   "Okay, I was wrong."

   What kind of person is Shi Jingnian?

   Carved the ritual in the bones.

   This kind of thing, he can't do it in this life.

   "Knowing this earlier, what did you refuse when she liked you, do you regret it?"

   "Nothing to regret."

   He couldn't accept her love when he didn't love him at first, but now he's moved his mind, and he should have done what he did before.

  People are people because they have their own principles and bottom lines.

   Otherwise, at the beginning, he would not have refused Ji Ning'an without any room, even if he fell into it now.

   Zheng Xingzhou knew him too well: "Then what do you do, wait?"

  Wait if there is a day when they break up, but never because of him.

  Shi Wei learned about this from Ji Ning'an, she took her best friend's side and commented, "Deserving it."

   "Come on, you." Zheng Xingzhou pinched her face and sneered disdainfully, "As long as you change a girl, you have to say that this girl is either playing hard to get or using your uncle as a spare tire."

   Shiwei: "..."

   She has the best relationship with Ji Ning'an. Of course, she fights for each other. As for who is right and who is at fault in this matter, does it matter?

   Anyway, it was Shi Jingnian's fault that Ji Ning'an was wronged!

   When Shi Jingnian returned home, the sensor light in the corridor turned on with the sound, and a suppressed cough sounded faintly.

   He saw the umbrella placed in front of the house, silent and lonely.

   stunned for a while, raised his hand and pressed the tingling temple, a little tired between his brows and eyes, picked up the umbrella and unlocked it.

  The balcony was empty, there was no one on the opposite side, the lights were turned off, it was pitch black, blending with the night.

   He stood in front of the balcony for a long time before returning to his room. He couldn't sleep for a long time. He had a severe headache for some reason, as if a long needle had gone into the bone.

   The phone on the table rang, and he connected the call. The other party was a professor of the Fine Arts Department of Beijing University, and he said to him politely.

   "Professor Shi, the student you were following recently wrote a first draft of an art paper. I went through it and it's not bad. I've sent it to your email."

   When the time came, he lost his voice when he first spoke, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and after a while, he spit out a syllable: "Okay."

   "What's wrong with your voice?" The old man was startled, "It's all dumb, are you sick?"

   "Maybe I have a little cold." Shi Jingnian said, "I trouble you about the thesis."

   "No trouble no trouble..."

   Ashamed to say, he is now over half a hundred years old, and he has not reached the age of half a year. In the field of art, it is really impossible to have no talent. The other party is obviously the bright moon in the talent.

   He became famous at a young age and stood on the top of the world. He has published countless international papers, which has become a template for art papers, and even many seniors are amazed.

   However, the other party is very indifferent, never caring about the outside world, and rarely interacts with others, but two and a half years ago, they let them pay more attention to Ji Ning'an from the freshman art department.

   That was the first time they heard the name from Shi Jingnian.

   His original words at the time were: "She's very talented."

   The short five words, its determination and appreciation, are the affirmations that many people cannot ask for.

   Even after resigning, he carefully entrusted them. For nearly three years, the papers published by this little girl were all edited by him.

   Marked all the mistakes and attached the revised document to let them tell Ji Ning'an, so detailed that even others felt flattered when they saw it, and he took care of more competitions and Chinese paintings.

  Hao jade has been carved and become more stunning.

  It happened to be borrowed from others, the old gentleman didn't understand it and joked.

   "Professor Shi, you are hiding your merits and fame. Why don't you tell the little girl directly and communicate face-to-face?"

   "Not suitable." The times were low.

   In those two years and six months, he wanted her to forget him, study hard, and meet better people. Too much negotiation is not good for her, and naturally he will not appear in front of her.

   Shi Jingnian doesn't think the thesis is a big deal. She is indeed talented and can help.

   Now that she has grown up, she has naturally let go.

  The old gentleman was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and in a trance he could hear all kinds of emotions in the sentence, and finally he was silent.

  The phone hangs up.

  The light was on in the study, and the rain outside the window was still falling, blurring the night, making the figure at the desk more and more cold and quiet.

  Coughing sounded intermittently, covering up the sound of tapping on the keyboard of the laptop.

   Shi Jingnian drank a cup of warm tea and continued to look at the paper in the computer, making notes line by line, citing two examples, and deepening some of the content with color.

   has been retouching until three or four o'clock in the morning. He set the time of eight o'clock in the morning and sent it to the old gentleman's mailbox.

He raised his hand and took off his gold-rimmed glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyelashes covered the red blood under his eyes, he felt very tired for no reason, his head was dizzy, and he was so tired that he wanted to sleep, but in fact he couldn't sleep at all, and his consciousness was completely awake. It's a wonderful feeling to be awake even when you know it's wrong.

  Jing Nian has always been self-disciplined and has a fixed schedule, which is rarely the case.

   Break the original rules several times, all because of the same person.

   It wasn't until the sun came out that he fell asleep in front of the desk for a while.

   It was after seven o'clock in the evening, when the rain had stopped, my father was sitting on the sofa watching the evening news, and my mother was cutting fruit in the kitchen and put out a plate by itself, greeting Ji Ning'an.

   "Lingling, go and deliver it to Professor Shi."

   (end of this chapter)