This is a typical case of being shameless and deliberately looking for trouble!
Wen Ying slowly put away her smile: "You have the right to ask questions, and I also have the right not to answer."
The young woman stood there for a while, but did not get an answer and did not insist. She took her plate and went to another table.
Mu Fan looked at the woman's back, frowning. "I told you, these people in school are quite complicated."
Wen Ying asked him softly, "Do you know him?"
Mu Fan shook his head. "I don't know him. He might not be from the same class as us. Our training class is relatively short. The academy also has advanced research classes, which take longer, at least half a year. In addition to the advanced training class, sometimes graduate students from several universities in Beijing come to attend classes."
There are all kinds of birds in the forest. Since Mu Fan didn't know it, Wen Ying didn't take this episode to heart.
In the evening, Xie Qian asked her if she was used to studying at the Faculty of Arts.
"I heard from Peng Guoqing that the school dormitory conditions are rather poor?"
"The dormitories are okay. At least every student has a private room, so no one bothers each other. If I had to point out any shortcomings, I think the food in the cafeteria is a bit salty... Of course, this is probably a regional characteristic of the capital, and it's unlikely to change just because of me."
What should I do if the food is too salty?
Wen Ying’s choice was to eat less vegetables and more rice.
In fact, apart from the fact that the dishes are a little salty, the canteen has a rich variety of dishes: the braised lion's head is made with solid ingredients, and each lion's head is as big as a baby's fist; the braised pork is fat and lean, and stewed until crispy; the shrimps in the celery fried shrimps are distinct... There are a dozen dishes in total, a combination of meat and vegetables.
In addition to rice, there are also steamed buns, dumplings and other pasta options.
If none of these suit your taste, you can also take yogurt and fruit from the table.
As long as there is no waste, you can eat as much as you want, and the students don’t have to spend a penny. If Wen Ying is still not satisfied, then she is too picky!
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Xie Qian has already silently taken note of the fact that "the food in the cafeteria is too salty."
No matter how rich Xie Qian is, he can't replace the college's chef, but he can think of other ways.
If Wen Ying insisted on getting along with her classmates, Xie Qian suggested that she eat less in the cafeteria. He would have two meals delivered to the college every day, and Wen Ying could secretly have extra meals.
"No, no, that's too much. With so many eyes watching me, I'll definitely be scolded to death."
Wen Ying was determined, so Xie Qian had no choice but to give up.
It’s okay not to send food. Xie Qian decided to let Peng Guoqing go to the College of Arts to “visit relatives” every two days to help Wen Ying improve her meals.
——Anyway, Peng Lumao is free anyway, so he can help Wen Ying improve her meals, which is considered recycling!
When Wen Ying mentioned Mu Fan, Xie Qian couldn't help but prick up his ears. He pretended to be calm and said, "Can you two get along?"
"Of course, Mu Fan is quite interesting. He became famous earlier than me, and he must have made quite a bit of money publishing novels in recent years. His current creative direction is gradually returning to its roots."
Wen Ying was generous in praising Mu Fan.
It is said that intellectuals look down on each other, but Wen Ying can appreciate his peers from the bottom of his heart, which shows that he is really broad-minded.
Intellectually, Xie Qian knew that Wen Ying and Mu Fan had only just met, and their relationship couldn't compare to the three years of daily interactions he and Wen Ying had. However, when he thought about the next month, when Wen Ying would also be spending time with Mu Fan, Xie Qian couldn't help but feel strange.
After hanging up the phone, Xie Qian couldn't help but search for Mu Fan on the Internet.
Mu Fan became famous in his teens and is only 23 years old this year.
Mu Fan is neither tall nor short, thin, with a pretty face and a bit of literary temperament.
Very young, very outstanding, and not ugly.
Xie Qian suddenly regretted not accompanying Wen Ying to register at the College of Arts!
Wen Ying was unaware of Xie Qian's awkward little thoughts. She was a carefree person and slept very well in the dormitory on the first night. The next morning she woke up to the sound of birds singing outside the window.
Many students chose to eat out last night, but most of them chose to eat in the cafeteria early this morning.
Wen Ying knew Mu Fan, so it was natural for Wen Ying to sit at the same table with Mu Fan.
All the students in this training class are young writers. The oldest is no more than 35 years old. The youngest is Wen Ying. Most of them are in their twenties like Mu Fan.
There are several writers that Wen Ying has never dealt with in real life, but she had heard of their pen names in her previous life.
Many of them, like Wen Ying, came out of the "New Concept Writing Competition". Wen Ying didn't know them but had read their books, so she could be considered a spiritual friend for a long time.
Ordinary people may think that writers are talented in writing and speak eloquently, but in fact, it is just the opposite.
Those who can really write don’t have much to say.
Chatterboxes like Wen Ying and Mu Fan are very rare. Most writers are quite shy, and when you're not familiar with them, they tend to be a bit socially anxious.
After breakfast, there is the opening ceremony.
Leaders from the School of Arts attended the opening ceremony and welcomed everyone on behalf of the school. They hoped that the students would gain something during this month.
Wen Ying saw the young woman who was in the cafeteria last night was also there.
After the leader finished speaking, the young woman picked up the microphone and introduced herself.
It turned out that she was He Xin, the teacher in charge of this training class.
"...Anyway, during your time at school, you can always come to me if you have any problems. I'll help you solve any life difficulties, and if I can't solve any creative difficulties, I'll discuss solutions with you all!"
Young He Xin said this with confidence.
After all, He Xin, who is only 27 years old, has successfully obtained a doctorate in literature, majoring in contemporary literature and writing research.
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