Shen Jiachen was still thinking about how to get Wen Zhixia's contact information, but he didn't expect Wen Zhixia to take the initiative to ask him for her contact information!

Take the initiative! Ask yourself! How to contact them!

This is of very high quality.

He coughed lightly, and before he could speak, he had already taken his phone out of his pocket: "Of course, will you scan me or will I scan you?"

"I'll scan your QR code." Wen Zhixia had already opened the QR code scanner.

Shen Jiachen tapped out his QR code and then flipped it over for Wen Zhixia to scan.

I heard a beep, and it was scanned.

Shen Jiachen looked away and saw a new red "1" in the "New Friends" section.

He quickly clicked on it, and saw a picture of a kitten. Shen Jiachen knew this kitten; it was the "senior student" at the school. He had met it a few times before and even fed it.

Shen Jiachen quickly accepted Wen Zhixia's friend request. Her online name was also very simple, just a W.

He added a name to Wen Zhixia's contact list, and then he heard Wen Zhixia say, "I'll send you the edited picture tonight."

Shen Jiachen looked up at her: "Did you add me just to send me photos?"

Wen Zhixia exclaimed, not quite understanding why Shen Jiachen asked such a question: "Yes, these videos and photos will be posted on the school's official website. Don't worry, you're very beautiful, even without editing."

Shen Jiachen basically grew up surrounded by praise. He and Shen Jiazhou both inherited their mother's good genes and were praised for their good looks from childhood to adulthood.

But after Wen Zhixia casually remarked that, Shen Jiachen felt a little embarrassed: "It's alright, it still needs some fixing."

"Mm." Wen Zhixia didn't notice his embarrassment and honestly said, "I'll fix it, don't worry."

Her photo editing skills are pretty good; she learned them all by practicing online for five yuan a photo.

Soon, the host arrived. The assistant saw the host coming from afar, hung up the phone, and the group got to work efficiently.

These campus interviews don't take much time anyway; the site visit was over in one afternoon.

Wen Zhixia stretched her shoulders and neck, removed the camera's memory card, said goodbye to the others, and left.

She had originally wanted to greet Shen Jiachen, but he was chatting with other people, so she decided not to disturb him and simply left the auditorium with her bag.

But she had only walked out a short while when someone called her from behind.

"Zhi Xia."

Wen Zhixia turned her head and saw that Shen Jiachen had come out.

She waited for Shen Jiachen to walk up to her, then slightly raised her head and asked, "What's wrong, senior?"

“Just call me by my name,” Shen Jiachen corrected.

Wen Zhixia responded with two "Oh," and asked, "What is it, Jia Chen?"

Shen Jiachen's lips curled up slightly as he asked, "Are you going to work part-time at Sister Ningzhen's place tonight?"

Wen Zhixia nodded: "Yes."

Shen Jiachen said, "Could you reserve a few pieces of cake for me? I'll come over tonight to pick them up; my brothers are coming over tonight."

"Okay, what kind of cake do you want?" Wen Zhixia asked. "Or should I send it to you after I get to work?"

"Then please message me when you get to work." Shen Jiachen had a smile on his face. "Thank you for your help."

"No trouble at all," Wen Zhixia said. "I'll call you later. I'll be going now."

"Okay, see you tonight." Shen Jiachen waved and said, "Bye-bye."

Wen Zhixia nodded: "See you tonight, bye-bye."

Shen Jiachen watched Wen Zhixia walk away until she was out of sight before turning his gaze away, then lowered his head and took out his phone to send a message to Shen Jiazhou.

Shen Jiachen: I'll bring you a cake tonight.

Shen Jiazhou had just finished class when he saw the message from Shen Jiachen: [?]

[Shen Jiachen: So happy I don't know what to say?]

[Shen Jiaju: ...Remember to turn on navigation.]

Last time, when Shen Jiachen drove Shen Jiazhou back to school, he seemed very confident, but then they drove further and further away from Shen Jiazhou's school.

Shen Jiazhou was too lazy to even talk about him anymore.

Shen Jiachen raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the message from Shen Jiazhou: [Don't worry, I'll take a taxi.]

[Shen Jiaju: That's amazing, you know how to hail a taxi now.]

Shen Jiachen put his phone away, thinking to himself, "Shen Jiazhou's way of speaking is getting more and more sarcastic."

*

When Wen Zhixia arrived at the coffee shop in the afternoon, she took a picture of the remaining cakes and sent it to Shen Jiachen.

Shen Jiachen quickly replied to her message: "Two mango mille-feuille cakes, and save one of the other items. I'll be there in about an hour and a half."

Wen Zhixia replied with an OK emoji, indicating that she understood.

After handing over her shift to her colleagues, Wen Zhixia got busy. The store wasn't busy today, and she even quietly memorized several words.

Shen Jiachen arrived at 8:30. When he pushed open the door of the coffee shop, he saw Wen Zhixia standing behind the counter, looking down and lost in thought.

The coffee shop was empty except for a few customers chatting and enjoying the evening breeze near the entrance.

Wen Zhixia heard the welcome announcement at the door and looked up to say, "Welcome... Senior."

Shen Jiachen approached her with a smile on his face, but when he met Wen Zhixia's eyes, he couldn't help but sigh softly: "Didn't I tell you to just call me by my name? You've already forgotten after only an afternoon."

Wen Zhixia just smiled and said, "I'll pack the cake up for you."

Shen Jiachen nodded and said, "Thank you for your help. Oh, and please leave a piece of mango mille-feuille instead of packing it up."

Wen Zhixia agreed and quickly took out the small cakes that Shen Jiachen had ordered from the refrigerator next to her. There were six cakes in total. She packed them into three boxes and put a mango mille-feuille cake on a separate plate.

Shen Jiachen's gaze remained fixed on her, and finally he asked, "Have you been working here part-time for a long time?"

While packing, Wen Zhixia replied, "I came here in August to work a summer job, and then I've been working night shifts ever since."

Shen Jiachen pursed his lips slightly and said, "Working while studying is a good thing."

Wen Zhixia just smiled, put the packaged cake aside, and then pushed the single mango mille-feuille in front of him.

Shen Jiachen merely glanced down at the small cake, then reached out and pushed the mango mille-feuille back.

Wen Zhixia glanced at it and asked, "Should we wrap it up?"

Shen Jiachen simply picked up the packaged cake from the side and said, "No need to pack it up, this mango mille-feuille is for you."

He actually spent a long time in the coffee shop on Saturday. He saw that Wen Zhixia didn't eat anything that night, except for a mango mille-feuille.

He ate with great relish, thinking that Wen Zhixia would like the cake.