After Xie Zhitan finished speaking angrily, both of them were stunned.
The two of them have been interacting more frequently lately.
But if you think about it carefully, it was Qin Ci who took the initiative to approach Xie Zhitan.
Qin Ci has known him for so long, and in his impression, Xie Zhitan is gentle and aloof, and very polite to everyone.
Such a person actually swears?
Qin Ci's incredulous look made Xie Zhitan's headache even worse.
After a while, he said weakly: "I'm glad your waist is okay. Sit down and eat."
Qin Ci is like a powder keg full of energy.
Xie Zhitan's emotions were like a roller coaster caused by him.
Especially when talking about whether to fuck or not to a classmate I wasn't very familiar with, it was like being possessed by a ghost.
"Oh, okay, let's eat."
But Qin Ci is a person who never puts himself in a difficult position, and he doesn't want to keep things to himself.
"The guy who plays the piano, what on earth do you want his contact information for?"
He spoke in a nonchalant voice and didn't look at Xie Zhitan.
The restaurant is decorated in an antique style, and the tableware is made of fine porcelain. The shiny white tableware is fiddled with mercilessly by bronze fingers.
Xie Zhitan took his eyes off the pitiful teacup and his gaze flashed across Qin Ci's slightly nonchalant face.
"Flirting." Why was he still feeling anxious and angry?
'bite!'
The teacup fell from Qin Ci's hand, making a crisp collision with the bone plate.
Qin Ci pursed his lips, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and in the next moment, everything he saw would be burned to ashes.
"I don't believe it! Tell me again, what exactly do you want his contact information for?"
"Didn't you say I wanted his contact information to flirt with him?"
Xie Zhitan looked back at him indifferently.
Qin Ci's lip trembled, and he felt a little weaker for some reason.
He is sometimes too impulsive, especially when he sees Xie Zhitan treating someone specially, he gets furious and loses his mind.
Qin Ci just thought that the piano player named Zhang looked a little bit like Hua Jian.
So I shared it with Xie Zhitan, so that I could have one more topic to chat with him.
But he didn't expect that Xie Zhitan actually wanted Zhang's contact information!
After a moment of silence, he moved his lips and finally knew the correct answer: "I'm sorry, Xie Zhitan, I shouldn't have said nonsense and misunderstood you."
He huddled on the stool, his black pupils sincere and timid, without the usual unreasonableness of a little bully.
Xie Zhitan curled his fingers.
The tea that had just been poured was still a little hot and burned his fingertips.
He naturally withdrew his gaze and replied, "No one likes to be misunderstood, and I am no exception. You are the eldest young master of the Qin family, but when you are with me, I don't want to see you bossing me around and using foul language. If Young Master Qin can't do that, or if you feel that this is not in line with your status, then we should have less contact."
Qin Ci's eyes flickered, and he vaguely agreed, "Why should we stop interacting? I've already apologized to you."
A thought flashed through the mind of Xie Zhitan, the top student.
Some people are not good at studying because of their low IQ.
There is also the situation of Qin Ci.
When attending class, only choose what you want to hear.
He said so much just now, but I'm afraid Qin Ci only heard the last three words: keep out of touch.
He felt inexplicably tired.
As to why they wanted Zhang Xiaoran's contact information, the two of them exchanged riddles, but could not get to the point.
Xie Zhitan felt troubled.
So he said directly, "Can you fire the musician named Zhang? I want his contact information just to find someone to check him out."
He instinctively disliked this person.
With so many things happening to the Xie family and Hua Jian recently, he admitted that he was a little nervous.
But this person named Zhang Xiaoran suddenly appeared around him.
Even someone as thick-skinned as Qin Ci could see the similarities between him and Hua Jian.
Xie Zhitan inexplicably didn't want to keep him with Qin Ci.
Qin Ci never expected that Xie Zhitan wanted his contact information for this reason.
He said after a while: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Xie Zhitan looked up at him, and Qin Ci immediately felt embarrassed.
"If I had known you wanted to fire him, why would I have lost my temper with you?"
Although Qin Ci spoke angrily, his tone was clearly excited.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to call the leader of my orchestra!"
Xie Zhitan lowered his head and sent a message to Hua Jian.
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Teito University.
After class, Hua Jian chatted with classmates from the same department.
Although he was not familiar with them, he still had normal interactions with them.
Especially since Liu Qingqing is there.
"Hua Jian, can you really talk to Director Jiang of Liangchen about the scholarship?"
Liu Qingqing has a female classmate in the department with whom she has a very good relationship.
At this moment, she was following behind Liu Qingqing, looking at Hua Jian with anticipation.
Hua Jian said helplessly, "I can only help Feng Baoyun deliver the work to Director Jiang. As for the selection process, I'm sorry I can't help."
Feng Baoyun was a little disappointed, but more grateful.
"Thank you, Hua Jian. As long as I can participate in the scholarship selection, I will be satisfied. If I don't win, it must be because I'm not good enough. Thank you again!"
"You're welcome."
Feng Baoyun was not familiar with Hua Jian. After finishing her business, she proposed to treat Hua Jian and Liu Qingqing to dinner, but was rejected by Hua Jian again.
Although she was disappointed, she didn't insist on it.
Watching her leave, Hua Jian asked Liu Qingqing, "I remember she wasn't like this last semester. What happened?"
Liu Qingqing sighed: "Her family went bankrupt."
Hua Jian nodded and quickly let the matter go.
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