Perhaps because everyone was not particularly familiar with each other, Wen Runruan and Zhu Yunling had to take on the responsibility of livening up the atmosphere. After taking care of everyone, Wen Runruan was afraid that it would be too late and there would be no time to rest, so he paid extra money and asked to serve this table first.
Because Wen Runruan's family was also worried about her, Wen Zhixing called her frequently. In just over ten minutes, she had already received two calls. Wen Runruan hung up and sent a WeChat message saying that she didn't have time to reply and would call later.
Xie Jinzhi was sitting quite close to Wen Runruan. Although he didn't intend to look at Wen Runruan's phone lock screen, he inadvertently saw that she had set Yu Wenyuan's clothes as wallpaper.
For a moment, he frowned and thought, could it be that Wen Ruanruan likes Song Song? That's not right, then she... does she only like this character?
In order to prevent himself from overthinking and taking a detour, Xie Jinzhi finally pretended to ask casually, "Is there a reason for the screen saver you usually set on your phone?"
He didn't look at Wen Ruanruan when he said this, and just as Wen Ruanruan was wondering how to liven up the atmosphere, Xie Jinzhi started talking. She leaned back in her chair with a smile on her face. Although she was a little lazy, she still had a sense of etiquette in her bones. Even when she was sitting relaxed, she exuded a sense of youth.
"My current screen saver is Yuwen Yuan, mainly because his costume looks good!" She was not cunning at all and directly said the answer that Xie Jinzhi wanted to get in a roundabout way, which surprised Xie Jinzhi a little.
But without revealing any emotion, Xie Jinzhi stretched out his left hand, picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip. Then, with a somewhat indifferent look, he nodded slightly: "Do you change it frequently?"
The continuous questions made Long Cheng, who originally wanted to chat with Wen Runruan, a little reluctant. He was sitting on the left side of Xie Jinzhi, and now he couldn't wait to chat with Xie Jinzhi.
However, Xie Jin knew that this person was very principled. Although he didn't mind Long Cheng's rude behavior, he still looked at him straight, with disapproval in his eyes. Finally, Long Cheng sneered and said, "Well, go on!"
Only after Xie Jinzhi's intimidating gaze moved away did Long Cheng feel like he was alive again. Although Xie Jinzhi's eyes looked very elegant just now, he always felt that he could read murderous intent in them.
But as far as he knew, Xie Jinzhi was just a student with a little talent, who was slightly valued by the teacher. Why did he look like he was being oppressed by an ancient Western European family?
Rubbing his arms, Long Cheng decided not to think about it for the time being. He picked up a pair of chopsticks in a hurry. Because they had asked for a speedy service, their dishes were served very quickly. When Long Cheng picked up a dish and was about to put it into his mouth, he felt like he was being tortured to death.
He shifted his body and moved closer to Xie Jinzhi, then turned his head to the right. Gu Lizi was glaring at him. As if realizing something, Long Cheng lowered his head to look at his chopsticks, quickly picked up the food and put it into Gu Lizi's bowl, then smiled apologetically, "That... didn't mean to... I haven't eaten yet, I haven't eaten yet!"
After the chopsticks returned to their original position, Gu Lizi put away her murderous look, then took out a piece of paper to wipe the chopsticks, glanced at Long Cheng, and said lightly: "Next time, don't look away."
The words were cold, and Long Cheng knew he was in the wrong. When he saw Gu Liz wiping her chopsticks, he felt a little embarrassed: "I was thinking about something just now, it wasn't intentional."
This made Gulizi laugh, "If you did it on purpose, you would be famous in Linying too."
These words also made Long Cheng a little confused. He looked at it and thought for a while: "Why?"
"Why? I'll go to the confession wall to report you as a scumbag. What do you think?" Gulizi picked up the chopsticks and looked at Long Cheng with a smile on her face.
When Gulizi smiles, the corners of her eyes tend to turn up, so Long Cheng always feels creepy when he sees her smile.
"I have to be thankful..." This sounds funny, but it is indeed a bad reputation that Long Cheng does not want to have. Although he knows he is joking, he thinks that it will not be a fun thing if it happens.
Soon, Long Cheng began to think restlessly again. This time, he picked up his chopsticks correctly. After taking a closer look, he spoke, "I have a question. You're the only freshman from a minority ethnic group. Why is your Mandarin so standard?"
The reason is that even in the previous sessions there were more or less a few people from ethnic minorities, but without exception they all had a slight accent.
This question made Gulizi laugh. She couldn't help but put down the chopsticks in her hand and looked at Long Cheng, speechless.
"Brother, I received education in the inland. Although I am a minority, the education I received is not that backward. But I also want to say one thing, don't laugh at friends with accents!" Gulizi was really serious when she said this.
Although her family was not bad, and could even be said to be good, and she had always received a better education outside, she also went to school in her hometown during her childhood. When she first came to a place with good educational resources, she was always ridiculed for her accent.
At that time, everyone said, forget it, they are still young and naive. But she knew, she cared deeply, she also knew that it was not a matter of not understanding, in fact, they understood everything, knew what they were saying, what they were doing, and knew how to hurt them the most.
If a child lost their family, they would also mock them. Gu Lizi felt a little uncomfortable when she recalled the past. She swallowed the bitterness in her eyes and then pretended nothing happened to mock Wen Ruan.
Perhaps it was his instinct as a director that Long Cheng noticed Guliz's low mood. After a while, he poured her a drink, and the drink with fruit particles slowly flowed down the wall of the glass.
Gu Liz stared at the swaying wine glass for a while, then silently picked up the glass and said, "Thank you!"
In fact, it was just two short words, but at least it was the best color Gu Liz gave Long Cheng today. However, his tone suddenly softened, and he seemed a little awkward.
Knowing that Long Cheng was comforting her, Guliz took a sip of the cold drink, letting the coolness enter her body. She let out a long sigh and then relaxed.
Everyone was chatting or eating, and at this moment, Gu Lizi couldn't help but turn her head to look at Long Cheng. He was pouring drinks for people, and she looked at the different colors in her cup, her eyes showing a bit of amusement.
She suddenly felt that it was great to be admitted to Linying. She was not a person who liked to complain to others. She was forced to learn shooting. It was true that she liked it, but once the passion was mixed with all kinds of trivialities, it was amazing that she could persist in it.
Bai Ying's fingertips rubbed the bottom of the cup slowly. She supported her face and looked at Long Cheng silently. There was still medicine from this morning in her pocket, although it was just what she wanted.
Thinking of the medicine, Gu Lizi glanced at Wen Ruanruan again. Knowing that people here were not gossipy, she asked, "Wen Ruanruan, is your shoulder okay?"
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