Chapter 71 Rabbit
◎ "So if you marry me, I'll bring you luck in love."◎
After the New Year's Day holiday, Zhao Yan officially returned to work, and Jiang Siyue also received an email from the organizer. Unexpectedly, the organizer gave her an oral opportunity.
"I thought it would be a poster." Jiang Siyue turned slightly sideways so that Zhao Yan behind her could see the content of the email.
"This shows that the organizer has a good vision." Zhao Yan glanced at it lazily and took a sip of tea. He had just finished a question-and-answer class. Since the classroom was very close to the office, he simply went upstairs and asked her to go eat together.
Zhao Yan helped her pack her things and picked up the bunny bag hanging upside down on the chair. The bag was very realistic, furry, and felt very good. Zhao Yan put it on his back.
"I'm nervous." Jiang Siyue stared at Zhao Yan with soft eyes, "Those who go there must be big shots. What if they ask me and I can't answer? I'm scared just thinking about that scene." Her body shuddered as if in cooperation.
"I'm just asking based on your article. You can answer it." Zhao Yan put his hand in front of her. Jiang Siyue held his hand with a sad face. Zhao Yan's comfort had no effect at all.
"Why don't you bring me some food? I'll prepare a PPT for my presentation." Jiang Siyue stopped and felt that this was a good idea.
"We still have some time. Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhao Yan was a little amused and took her out of the office. "When you really have questions you can't answer, just push them to me and I'll answer them. Now, let's eat first."
"Ah?" Jiang Siyue was a little skeptical, "Are you sure you can do this?"
"Yeah." Zhao Yan said calmly and confidently, "Isn't the instructor's job to answer questions?"
Jiang Siyue had no doubts. With someone to back her up, her mood brightened instantly. When the elevator stopped, the students inside were stunned by the sight of Zhao Yan and Jiang Siyue. They stared at Zhao Yan's stern face and the backpack he was wearing, and fell silent. Then someone reacted and greeted him, followed by a flurry of "Hello, Teacher Zhao." Zhao Yan nodded in response, stepping aside to make way.
Amidst the sparse "Hello, Teacher Zhao", a very inappropriate voice suddenly sounded.
"Hello, Master's wife!" The man's voice was full of energy and instantly drowned out all other sounds. Several pairs of "eager" eyes looked at Jiang Siyue at the same time.
Facing all the gossipy looks, Jiang Siyue responded with a stiff upper lip, "Hello."
This voice seemed to turn on some mysterious switch, and shouts of "Hello, Teacher's Wife" of varying sizes immediately rang out all around. Jiang Siyue had no way to escape, and had to accept them all with gritted teeth. The smile on her lips froze. She finally saw the last student disappear around the corner, and when she looked up, she found that the elevator had gone down again.
Jiang Siyue let out a sigh of annoyance, and when she caught a glimpse of Zhao Yan's shadow on the window, she smiled particularly clearly.
"Don't laugh." Jiang Siyue tilted her head and frowned, "threatening," "If you laugh again, I'll be angry!"
"Okay." Zhao Yan agreed, but the corners of his mouth did not fall. Jiang Siyue was so angry that she punched him twice on the arm. The elevator stopped with a ding. Jiang Siyue hurriedly stepped in. After turning her back, she saw a student with a dazed look on his face at the corner.
She remembered this boy. He was the one who took the lead in calling her "teacher's wife". Judging from his expression, he must have seen everything that happened between her and Zhao Yan.
When their eyes met, there was only awkwardness.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Yan also noticed the boy, his smile faded, and he returned to his usual cold and distant self.
"Uh..." The boy reacted for a moment and said, "Teacher, I want to ask your wife where she bought this bunny bag. I want to buy one for my girlfriend too."
The moment he finished speaking, Jiang Siyue wanted Zhao Yan to give him the bag, but since it was her own, she couldn't. "I'll send you the link later." His soul was already half gone, and he was still standing, relying on his strength.
Zhao Yan noticed Jiang Siyue's embarrassment, tilted his head and noticed that the boy hadn't left yet, frowning slightly, "What else do you want?"
"Oh, that's it." The boy reacted, "Teacher Zhao, goodbye, Madam."
The boy ran away quickly, and then saw other classmates piled up at the office door, with gossipy glints in their eyes.
"Does Mr. Zhao always carry the bunny bag? Send me a photo!"
"I want one too!"
"You've been standing there for so long, did you see some explosive news?"
"Yes, yes, tell me about it."
The boy recalled the scene and shook his head in a mysterious manner, saying, "What's a bunny bun? You don't know how gentle Teacher Zhao is to his wife. He's a perfect example of what it means to be 'she's making trouble, he's laughing.' Teacher Zhao treats us with a cruel hand, sparing his words like gold, but treats his wife with a gentle gentleness, his eyes so soft you could wring water out of her. But the smile on his face disappeared only when he saw me."
"six."
“I bumped into it!”
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This academic conference was held in Sanjiang City. Coincidentally, Zhao Yan, as an invited guest, was going to Xinghai City to attend another academic conference.
Generally speaking, this kind of invitation could be declined, but the conference also invited the cooperating professor of his current project, and that professor also sent an email personally. If he didn't go, it would be too much.
After Jiang Siyue passed the security check, there was still more than an hour before takeoff. She found a seat at the boarding gate and sat down. Just as she was about to send a message to Zhao Yan, she received a call from him.
"Are you at the airport?" Zhao Yan faintly heard the sound of takeoff and landing from her end. "It's cold in Sanjiang. Do you have a down jacket?"
"Yeah!" Jiang Siyue felt warm in her heart and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. She often did many things alone, but rarely received care from others.
This feeling was very strange, but she liked it very much.
Jiang Siyue smiled and said, "But Mr. Zhao, Sanjiang is in the south. No matter how cold it is, it can't be colder than Yunjing."
"Yunjing has heating."
Jiang Siyue thought about it carefully and agreed, "That's true." She rarely went out, and even when it snowed, her house was always warm. "Zhao Yan, you still have one day to finish it, right?"
"Yeah." Zhao Yan confirmed the time. "If it ends early, I'll go to your place. Maybe I can catch up."
"I definitely won't be able to make it." Jiang Siyue sighed in frustration, "I'll publish it in the morning, so the earliest you can come is in the afternoon."
Zhao Yan on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "Then I'll buy a ticket for tonight's flight, so I can catch it."
"That won't work." Jiang Siyue refused eagerly, "If you leave at this moment, others will put the blame on me."
Zhao Yan's voice on the other end of the phone sounded somewhat helpless, "Siyue, are you afraid that my reputation will be ruined, or are you afraid that you will take the blame?"
Having her little thought exposed, Jiang Siyue gave an embarrassed chuckle, lowered her head to play with her buttons, and said boldly, "You don't want me to take the blame, do you?"
"Well, I can't bear to."
Joy was growing like mushrooms after rain. Jiang Siyue held her phone, her face buried in her scarf, and smiled brightly, "At least you have a conscience——"
A bag of snacks suddenly flew in front of her, and Jiang Siyue gasped in fright.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Yan asked in a cold voice.
"It's okay." Jiang Siyue looked at her feet and said, "A bag of Want Want snow cakes was thrown over here from somewhere." She raised her head and looked in the direction where the snow cakes came from. She saw a group of boys in uniform sportswear.
The boys also realized that something was wrong, and when their eyes met, several of them stood up.
There was a team leader next to this group of male athletes. His expression wasn't fierce, and he didn't look like he was looking for trouble. Jiang Siyue felt relieved and turned to Zhao Yan and said, "It seems like the other party is about to apologize. Why don't we just hang up first?"
Both Zhao Yan and herself were busy these two days, and this was the first call he had received since he went to the meeting. Jiang Siyue was reluctant to hang up, but it seemed a bit impolite not to hang up.
"No need to hang up." Zhao Yan refused, "Put your phone down and talk after you're done." The other party threw a snow cake over first. Who knows what the meaning is. In case he really has bad intentions, keeping the call connected can also give Jiang Siyue comfort.
"Okay." Jiang Siyue put down her phone and looked at the boy in the lead.
The boy's voice was a little restrained, "Sorry, sister, we were just joking and threw it over here accidentally." Before he finished speaking, the others echoed him. Jiang Siyue looked at the "human wall" blocking her way and was glad that these people came to apologize instead of fighting.
"It's okay." Jiang Siyue waved her hands, "It didn't hit me, it fell to the ground."
"I'm really sorry. Sister, you're from Yunjing too, right? I'm from Yunjing Sports University. Let's add each other on WeChat. Next time, I'll treat you to a meal as an apology."
Zhao Yan on the other end of the line sensed something was amiss. This wasn't an apology; it was a request for WeChat. Jealousy was boiling over inside him, but he couldn't say anything at this point, so he could only swallow it all in.
"Uh--" Jiang Siyue looked at him, a little unresponsive.
At this time, another boy said, "Yes, sister, Lin Zifeng is absolutely sincere in his regrets. Please give him a chance to make amends."
Jiang Siyue understood instantly, a polite smile spread across her lips, and she casually gathered her hair with her left hand, which was wearing a ring, and said, "No need. I'm not from Yunjing. My husband is."
“…”
The boys found an excuse to leave. Jiang Siyue sat back on the stool and called "Hello" into the phone, but there was no response. She thought Zhao Yan had waited too long and left, and she felt inexplicably lost.
"Student Jiang, it seems like people often ask for your WeChat." Zhao Yan's tone was undisguisedly sour.
It turned out that he was jealous, not throwing his phone away. The depression in his heart was swept away, and he denied it with a smile, "No, I have never been asked to work in Huada before."
Zhao Yan sneered, "So marrying me will also bring you luck in love."
"I've also made you prosperous, let's cancel each other out." Jiang Siyue couldn't argue with him, so she had to move on. If she kept talking too much, he would dig a trap for her again, asking her to cooperate with him in doing "strange things" under the pretext of doing them. She had agreed to it.
It was time to board the plane, so Jiang Siyue quickly said "bye" and hung up the phone. The whole process was done in one go.
After the plane flew smoothly, Jiang Siyue stared out the window in a daze, and her mind unconsciously began to recall the conversation between the two of them just now.
When I was studying for my master's degree at Huazhong University of Science and Technology, I felt that the sky above my head was gray. I dressed casually every day for fear of being caught by Zhang Min'an to do hard labor. At that time, let alone asking for WeChat, people on the street would probably want to stay away from me when they saw me.
After marrying Zhao Yan, she gradually shed her depressed appearance.
Loving someone is like raising flowers, and Zhao Yan took good care of her.
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