Jiang Xi replied in a serious tone.
Han Chen's gaze fell on Jiang Xi's legs for two seconds before he casually looked away. "Oh? Then tell him that if he doesn't show up, I'll have Zhao Xiner come over."
Jiang Xi turned to go out, but was stopped by a man's deep voice, "Have we met somewhere before?"
"Sir, your pick-up style is outdated."
Jiang Xi refused flatly and still felt like a thorn in his back when he left.
She actually recognized the man the moment he opened his mouth.
It’s not wrong to say that he is an acquaintance.
The modern style that was out of tune with Shen City, along with that highly recognizable and charming voice, reminded her of the disgust and anger when her secrets were peeped into - this was an area that even her looks could not save.
The Orange store manager was smoking in the aisle with a bored look on his face. "What's going on?"
"The distinguished guest said that if you don't show up, he will send Zhao Xiner over." Jiang Xi repeated it clearly, and then witnessed the true Sichuan Opera face-changing.
Therefore, all art comes from life.
The man, who spoke with a Northeastern accent, went from panic-stricken to furious and finally resigned to his fate in just two seconds. He then became a docile quail, walking towards the private room with his head down. "You're so cruel!"
With the Orange Shop manager personally serving her, Jiang Xi naturally had nothing to do. She happily went to the door to greet the guests. Lili and the others were busy as hell, but they couldn't help but come over to exchange experiences.
"Xixi, am I handsome?"
"Handsome." Jiang Xi showed his standard eight teeth.
Tongtong suddenly slapped her thigh with an "Ah!" and shakily pulled out a pink rabbit-skin phone from the bear's belly pocket. With her fingers flying, she handed it to him in a few moments. "I remember who he is! No wonder he looks so familiar."
"Look, Xiaoxi." She pointed to an old news item from last year.
Jiang Xi looked down and saw a group of seven young men and women wearing red ribbons standing on a high platform. A large headline read: [Hua University students once again won the ACM International Collegiate Programming Contest championship]
The small characters describe in bold how the Huazhong University team, led by Han Chen twice, has been invincible in the international arena, and note: This boy will surely drive innovation in China's computer field, and his future achievements are limitless.
Jiang Xi simply ignored the long words of praise and his gaze fell on the high-spirited young man in the middle, Han Chen?
If you don't look at the identical facial features, anyone who sees this photo would think that these are two different people.
One is full of vigor and vitality, like the rising sun, and the future is full of infinite possibilities; while the other one——
Jiang Xi made no comment.
"How can this guy be so handsome and so smart?" Tongtong immediately became a loyal fangirl of Han Chen, her IQ dropping to negative. "From now on, I, Li Xiaotong, will change my life goal to this: what's the point of living without being able to sleep with Master Han!"
Jiang Xi looked at her with a smile: Brain-dead.
After being a mascot for an entire afternoon, Jiang Xi gained nearly eighty popularity points. Half of the people she met, especially the men, generously gave her a good impression at first sight.
After handing over the work, Jiang Xi took the bus back home. Near her door, she threw a large bag of small notes full of love and contact information into the trash can with an expressionless face. Just looking at these things made her feel sick and gave her goose bumps.
After she threw the note, Jiang Xi put on her smile again and walked slowly towards the rented house. Jiang's mother didn't recognize her until Jiang Xi waved her hand, "Mom——"
Jiang's mother had been waiting downstairs for a while. When she saw a beautiful woman with big curly hair waving at her, she was startled. She looked closely and found that it was indeed her carefree daughter. Her tone of voice changed: "Xi-Xixi?"
What a trick.
When Jiang's father came back, Jiang Xi quickly explained the "scheme" clearly.
Father Jiang's face was gloomy. He couldn't bear to see his daughter, who was only in high school, doing this kind of waitressing work. However, human life was at stake, so he had to compromise. "From now on, Xixi will be taken to and from get off work by Dad, okay?"
"good."
Jiang Xi only told her parents after the matter was settled, in order to reduce their suffering. She knew that if she didn't let her father send her off, both of them would be worried.
The days passed in an orderly manner. Jiang Xi struggled to strike a balance between working and studying, but this balance was soon broken.
Jiang Xi shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
What they saw almost overturned Jiang's father and mother's entire outlook on life. Growing up under the red flag, they had the most steadfast materialistic values, did not believe in gods and Buddhas, and were convinced that all ghosts and monsters were feudal superstitions. But then something as mysterious as the Bodhi Heart Grass appeared...
When Jiang's father reached out his hand, Xiaoqian's mind jumped: "Men are disgusting and dirty clay things, dirty! Don't touch Ah Xin!"
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