"Oh, whatever you want," Zhang Moyan said perfunctorily as she placed the red wine on the dining table. She went to the cabinet air conditioner and turned it on, then turned back and added, "Put your shoes away."
Jin Xueyang snorted, calmed down his emotions, and then turned to Xiao Xingyu and said, "Teacher Xiao, please don't mind. She has some problems with her emotional intelligence."
Xiao Xingyu glanced inside the house and said, "Okay, the people are here. Do you think I should leave now?"
Then she tilted her head, raised the corners of her beautiful eyes and waited for Jin Xueyang's reply.
This question is very well-posed and reflects the profoundness of the Chinese language. The word "you see" in particular is the best in the whole sentence.
If he wanted to leave, he could just say, "I'm leaving," but he asked, "Do you think I should leave?"
It is clearly something he can decide, but he insists on giving the decision-making power to others.
Judging from the question, the answer seems to be "yes" or "no", but in this situation - specifically in the bachelor apartment of a woman who drinks excessively, can the person being asked answer "Yes, I think you have to leave"?
Doesn't this answer seem to indicate ulterior motives?
So the answer can only be one, which is "can't leave".
As expected, Jin Xueyang immediately said, "No, no, no, Teacher Xiao, you must not leave. She's drunk, and it's too dangerous for a man and a woman to be alone in a room together!"
He quickly took the only pair of men's slippers from the shoe rack and handed them to Xiao Xingyu: "Teacher Xiao, please change into this pair."
Xiao Xingyu stared at her and said, "Put it on."
Huh? What's wrong with you being so disgusted?
"Uh," Jin Xueyang awkwardly stuffed his shoes back into the shoe cabinet, glanced around, and took the initiative to say, "Then let's not change it. I see she hasn't cleaned here for several days."
"Who said I haven't cleaned in a few days!" Zhang Moyan turned around in the living room and walked over to Jin Xueyang, accusing him, "I just cleaned the house this morning. How can you lie like that?"
She first forced Jin Xueyang to change his shoes, then dragged him into the living room and pointed at him unconvincedly: "Where is not tidy, where is not clean? I have vacuumed here, here, and there. Why do you say I haven't cleaned in a few days?!"
Jin Xueyang looked at Xiao Xingyu miserably, pointed at Zhang Moyan and made the words "drunk and crazy" with his mouth.
"Jin Xueyang, what did you say?"
"Nothing, I asked Teacher Xiao to come over and take a look. Hey, the clothes you collected are just lying on the sofa!"
"I folded it."
“But is the sofa a place to put clothes?”
"Can't I put my own sofa there?"
…
Perhaps because she was in her own territory, Zhang Moyan was obviously much more relaxed than outside, and her behavior began to be more relaxed.
Jin Xueyang sent out a distress signal again. Xiao Xingyu took off his shoes, put them in the shoe cabinet, and walked over wearing only socks like last time.
After taking a look, Xiao Xingyu said: Reporter Jin is talking nonsense and making trouble unreasonably, the living room is very tidy!
At a glance, the place was no different from his last visit, except that there was half a foot of folded clothes on the armrest of the sofa, and a few books on celadon and Ru kiln were neatly stacked on the coffee table, probably also reading for his homework for the interview.
"Alright, alright," Jin Xueyang raised his hands to beg for mercy from Zhang Moyan. "I said the wrong thing, okay? Zhang, you're a hardworking and capable little bee. Your home is spotless and tidy. The cultural group will organize a special visit to learn from you someday, okay?"
Perhaps thinking that his attitude of admitting his mistakes was good and the solution was acceptable, Zhang Moyan didn't bother to argue any further and sat down on the sofa softly, saying, "That's more than enough."
Jin Xueyang was speechless. He turned around and greeted Xiao Xingyu: "Teacher Xiao, please sit for a moment. You've worked so hard. I'll boil some water for you to make a cup of tea."
Before Xiao Xingyu could even finish saying "No thanks", Jin Xueyang had already entered the kitchen. He filled the kettle with water, plugged it in, and then rummaged around the kitchen again: "Moyan, where's your tea? Wasn't it placed next to the microwave?"
Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan as he heard the words, but saw that the hostess was supporting her temple with one hand and covering her stomach with the other, and her face seemed to be paler than before.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Xingyu walked over to her and bent down to ask, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhang Moyan looked up and was about to speak when Jin Xueyang's phone started dinging in the kitchen. Jin Xueyang, who had a bunch of things in his hands, but none of them were tea, answered the phone: "Hello, who is this? Oh, what's up?"
With a thud, a lid of something fell to the ground.
"My bathroom is leaking downstairs?"
Ping-clang! Another jar fell to the ground.
"Oh my god, his bathroom is divided into a bedroom? How perverted!"
Before the next thing fell, Xiao Xingyu rushed over.
Jin Xueyang held his phone with an annoyed look on his face. "Didn't you guys fix it last time? How come it's broken again after only two months? Okay, I'll go back now! What? He's asking me for compensation? Is this downstairs shared? Check it out. Do normal people sleep in the bathroom?"
Xiao Xingyu picked up the things on the ground and looked up. Jin Xueyang had already hung up the phone and was cursing impatiently at the air. When he saw Xiao Xingyu, he quickly took the things in his hand and explained hurriedly.
"Teacher Xiao, the property management called to say my house is leaking and it's soaking people's beds. The neighbors downstairs are making a fuss. I have to go back and deal with it right now. Mo Yan... I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you here!"
"?" Xiao Xingyu: "Oh, it's okay, then...you can go back quickly, don't worry about this."
"Teacher Xiao, what are you talking about? I have complete confidence in your character. Zhang Moyan is definitely not your type!" Jin Xueyang looked at Xiao Xingyu firmly, then instructed, "Moyan usually gets sleepy when she's drunk, if not crazy. She's easy to take care of. Just get her to bed."
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