"You bought so many, will your crush like them all?"
Yang Tao looked at the bags and bags and said, "It would be a waste not to wear them."
"I like them." Zhen Tian smiled sweetly, her lips curving upwards, just like her name. "I bought most of Zhizhi's clothes. He'll wear anything I buy for him."
"Holy crap, a critical hit." Yang Tao leaned against Ye Qingyan.
"Don't be afraid. Don't be jealous." Ye Qingyan coaxed her in a pretentious manner.
What are you doing?
Zhen Tian was amused by the two actors' poor acting skills and kept laughing.
"I want to find a boyfriend and give him the best tenderness in the world..."
Yang Tao leaned against Ye Qingyan in dejection and sang a line.
"Go wash up and go to sleep, child. You can have anything in your dreams." Ye Qingyan slapped Yang Tao awake.
"Ouch, that really hurts."
"You guys are really something. Stop making fun of me." Zhen Tian jumped up and down.
"We're not canceling, we're genuinely envious and jealous," Ye Qingyan shook her head. "You don't understand."
"You said I don't understand..."
How can you call it shopping if you don't shop until the mall closes for the day? The three of them finally emerged from the mall with their purchases half an hour before closing time.
Ye Qingyan bought herself a bunch of random things; she was rich and capricious, buying whatever she liked.
Zhen Tian bought all the clothes, pants, and accessories for Ji Yuzhi.
When they arrived in Yangtao, compared to the extravagance of the two men, she, a child from a working-class family, could only reluctantly buy a big-name skincare product that everyone said was good. Even so, she would have to eat dirt for the next half month.
Besides skincare products, the only other item in their hands was a tube of the same brand of eye cream. Ye Qingyan bought one for each of them.
"Do we need eye cream at such a young age?" Yang Tao wondered. She rarely wore makeup, and her skincare routine consisted of basic toner and lotion.
"Of course. It's not something you only need when you get older; by then, wrinkles will have appeared, and it won't help at all."
Ye Qingyan looked in the rearview mirror and turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction.
"Oh." Yang Tao then examined her own eyes: "It does seem a little..."
"Be kind to yourself, young man."
Zhen Tian didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at the two of them.
The shopping mall wasn't too far from the art university, and before we knew it, the car had driven into the campus.
"You should just throw all this stuff home. Where are you going to put it in your dorm?" Ye Qingyan said, willingly acting as Zhen Tian's porter.
“If we send them home, they won’t be able to go back to the dorm. What will you guys do?” Zhen Tian asked, panting as she climbed the stairs carrying the bag. “Besides, Zhizhi isn’t home. What would I do if I went back?”
"Tsk. So what are you planning to do with all this stuff?"
"I'll give it to him when Zhizhi comes to pick me up tomorrow."
"It must be hard for you to carry all this stuff."
The commotion of sending Zhen Tian to her dorm room was quite loud. Jiang Wei and Jin Yaya, who were initially engrossed in their own thoughts, were drawn to the noise.
Ye Qingyan gave the two of them a warning look; she had noticed their restlessness long ago.
When she and Tian Tian went to buy bags, Jiang Wei, who clearly didn't like them that much, insisted on buying them with them to keep up with the Joneses.
Ye Qingyan never cared about whether someone was rich or poor, nor did she treat them differently. However, she particularly disliked girls who had no money but still insisted on comparing themselves to others.
Jin Yaya was dazzled by the logo on the bag Zhen Tian brought back; it was filled with stuff that must have cost RMB to build.
Jiang Wei received Ye Qingyan's gaze and let out a heavy snort.
Jin Yaya was brought back to her senses by Jiang Wei's dissatisfied snort, and she also pouted: "It's just a little bit of attention, is it really necessary to celebrate so much? People who don't know better would think that she's trying to enter the entertainment industry and that's why she's packaging herself like this."
Zhen Tian glanced at the bag in her hand; it was clear that those were styles only available for men.
Jin Yaya didn't understand, but Jiang Wei knew perfectly well that Jin Yaya's defense didn't make her happy; instead, it made her feel somewhat ashamed: "Yaya, stop talking."
Ye Qingyan snorted: "Look at yourself before you mock others. We're all adults, and no one will tolerate you talking nonsense anymore."
Jin Yaya stubbornly stared back at Ye Qingyan, but soon gave in.
Jiang Wei remained silent throughout, her lowered eyes filled with disdain.
"Qingyan, go back and rest." Zhen Tian didn't want to argue, so she nudged her.
"I'm leaving now. You should wash up too."
Before leaving, Ye Qingyan gave Yang Tao a look, and Yang Tao nodded, and the two successfully connected.
Yang Tao knew this meant she needed to be more careful. The two had already reached a consensus.
The next day was the last day of the animation design department's course.
Zhen Tian yawned as she climbed out of bed, rubbed her hair and eyes like a little animal that had just woken up, and slowly climbed off the bed.
When she finished washing up and wanted to sit down at the table to apply skincare products, the packaging bags scattered on the table and floor finally came into view.
She pushed the bag to the side, creating a gap so she could take out some moisturizing lotion.
"Hurry up, we're going to be late!" Yang Tao rushed in from outside, carrying breakfast.
Unlike Zhen Tian, Yang Tao never sleeps in late and rarely stays up late. Her daily routine is as regular as that of an elderly person.
“There are still twenty minutes left…” Zhen Tian pointed to the clock on the wall in the dormitory.
"There's a test in class today, so go early to have more time for the test. Hurry up." Yang Tao pulled Zhen Tian up from her chair.
"Wait, we haven't brought the graphics tablet yet."
"Ouch."
Yang Tao slapped her forehead, realizing she had almost forgotten the most important exam tool.
"It's okay. There's plenty of time." Zhen Tian comforted the impatient Yang Tao, following behind her slowly. "The teacher will give you two hours to draw."
"I haven't even figured it out in two hours," Yang Tao said in despair.
No, it won't.
"You don't understand..."
Yang Tao actually aspired to be a journalist, but her academic scores were too low to get into the Chinese literature department. So she picked up her childhood drawing skills and applied to an art college. She had absolutely no interest in the major and had very few related thoughts.
"Hey, look, isn't that Zhen Tian from the anime department?" The two girls walked past, then circled back again, trying to find a way to pass by them once more.
"Yes, yes, it's her."
"Wow, I thought it was just her makeup that looked good that day, but I didn't expect her to be this beautiful in person."
"My god, what kind of divine looks do you have?"
There were many people passing by during the morning class time. The two girls recognized Zhen Tian, and naturally, many boys also recognized her.
Many boys were hanging around Zhen Tian, but none of them caught her attention.
Hello, classmate.
When Zhen Tian heard the voice in her ear, she slowly looked up and looked around.
"Um?"
That adorable look instantly touched the hearts of those who came in.
"I am Wang Anwei from the Broadcasting Department."
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