Chapter 92 Reunion
A year later, early autumn.
In September, to welcome the new students, Cen Nian was sent by the teacher to the college admissions area to wait, under the pretext of being the face of the school.
There are many new students from other departments, but there are fewer people in Cen Nian's department.
“Why are there so few people in that area?”
"Because it is one of the most unattainable colleges in our Beijing University."
"I understand."
A boy came over at some point and sat down next to Cen Nian. "School girl, when this is over, I'll treat you to dinner, okay?"
Cen Nian had a polite smile on his face, and his voice was so gentle, but the words of rejection were so firm and frank: "Senior, I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me."
"Then, when is it convenient for you, junior sister? We can make an appointment at another time."
Before Cen Nian could speak, a hand suddenly appeared in the middle of the conversation, and the person who came in said loudly, "I'm sorry, senior. This may not be convenient for you."
She turned her head and looked with some surprise: "Yaoyao, Song Ze, you came so early."
Zhu Zhiyao said with a smile, "I want to see what the Beijing University welcomes new students like."
Seeing them chatting, the senior had no choice but to leave awkwardly. Song Ze sat down in the same place as before and said in an exaggerated tone: "Xiao Niannian, you are so popular. As far as I know, this should be the third boy who wants to pursue you."
Zhu Zhiyao couldn't help rolling her eyes when she saw a man now, especially one who wanted to pursue her best friend: "No, I don't like his looks, he's not handsome enough."
Song Ze nodded beside him: "Yeah, I think I'm much more handsome than him."
Cen Nian and Zhu Zhiyao both glanced at him.
Song Ze suddenly raised his voice: "What do the looks in your eyes mean? I'm also very handsome and popular, okay!"
Zhu Zhiyao patted Song Ze's shoulder: "I didn't say you're not handsome, let's not get excited."
"Zhu Zhiyao, you can't do this." Song Ze accused: "You've been at Communication University for too long, so your standards have become higher. I'm considered a handsome guy in Peking University."
Zhu Zhiyao curled her lips and nodded: "Handsome, handsome, handsome!"
"..." Why did Song Ze feel that her tone was so forced? However, he didn't care and continued talking about his own things: "Our club got together a few days ago, and I found out that Qin Zhouyan and I were in the same club. I haven't been with him for a long time since graduation."
Zhu Zhiyao's eyes flickered. She sat beside him, took a sip of coffee, and asked casually, "What did you talk about?"
"Well, our handsome guys are just chatting about that. Oh, we also talked about Jin Siyang. He is at Stanford University. You should all know him. I heard he is quite impressive. It turns out that academic geniuses are popular wherever they go."
Zhu Zhiyao suddenly glanced at Cen Nian silently, but Cen Nian's expression did not change much, with a smile on her face. It seemed that she had really changed in this year.
After graduating from high school, Cen Nian, Song Ze and Qin Zhouyan entered Peking University, and Zhu Zhiyao entered the Broadcasting Department of Communication University of China with the first place in professional cultural subjects.
A lot of things have changed, for example, their contact with Qin Zhouyan has become less frequent, and everyone has started their own new lives. Only the three of them have maintained this friendship, which has never changed.
After graduating from high school, Cen Nian worked part-time for a summer and later entered Peking University, where he worked as a tutor during his freshman year.
Later, she won many awards for her essays, and her articles were favored by the famous writer Jun Qiu in the circle. She became Jun Qiu's last disciple.
Jun Qiu has a high status in the circle. Everyone who sees her calls her teacher respectfully. She likes Cen Nian and appreciates Cen Nian's temperament, so she has cultivated him a lot.
Cen Nian looked at the message on her phone and said to Song Ze and Zhu Zhiyao, "I want to say something. Will you beat me?" She raised her eyes cautiously and saw Zhu Zhiyao and Song Ze both staring at her.
Song Ze: "Tell me what I'm going to do. I'll see how hard I hit you."
Cen Nian smiled flatteringly: "Um... Teacher Jun asked me to have dinner with her tonight. She seemed to want to talk about the script."
When Zhu Zhiyao heard this, she said, "This is a big deal! Our Nian Nian has finally gotten her hands on a script. She's going to make money!"
Song Ze cried and said, "Go ahead, don't forget us when you become rich. Don't forget us when you become wealthy."
Cen Nian chuckled: "Don't worry, if I really become rich, I will definitely not forget you."
"That's right!" Zhu Zhiyao continued, "We're going to the biggest bar in Beijing and order ten male models."
Song Ze's mouth twitched: "You two are crazy!"
After finishing the work of welcoming the new students, Cen Nian returned to the dormitory, tidied herself up, and put on some light makeup.
It was early autumn in Beijing and the nights were a bit chilly. She wore a white long-sleeved top with a unique cut that highlighted her slender waistline, a white maxi skirt on the lower body, and a brown rope belt around her waist.
She let her long hair down. An Xin returned to the dormitory from outside. Seeing Cen Nian, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Wow! Nian Nian, you're dressed so beautifully. Are you going on a date?"
Cen Nian was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "I don't have a date. I met Teacher Jun and dressed up."
Jun Qiu is a person who pays great attention to her appearance. She also likes those who dress themselves neatly.
An Xin understood, and she walked around Cen Nian: "Niannian, let me give you a slightly curly hairstyle. I can't believe how beautiful it will be when it's down!"
Her eyes were sincere, and Cen Nian did not refuse. He said thank you and thank you for your trouble.
When the time was almost up, Cen Nian called a car and prepared to go out.
In an elegant restaurant in Beijing.
The restaurant specializes in Jiangnan cuisine. Jun Qiu is old and prefers light food. It is difficult to make an appointment at Youlanju in Beijing. Jun Qiu made an appointment two weeks in advance and finally got a time for tonight.
Seeing Cen Nian reporting his itinerary to her, she felt it was so thoughtful. Then, seeing how carefree her grandson was when he hung up the phone, she once again felt the urge to have a granddaughter.
Two minutes later, Jun Qiu's phone rang. She waited for a few seconds before picking up the phone: "You still remember to answer my call! Where the hell have you been?"
The male voice on the other end of the conversation was warm and cheerful: "Grandma, didn't you say you should be civilized? You are a great writer, how dare you scold me!"
Jun Qiu pinched his eyebrows and said, "Gu Yihuai, I don't want to joke with you. I'm telling you, Nian Nian is coming tonight too. She's beautiful, has a good personality, and everything else is great. Come over and have dinner with us, and take good care of the little girl."
Gu Yihuai curled his lips. His grandmother described the blind date as so refreshing and refined. He had heard the name Cen Nian more than once. His grandmother really liked her.
Gu Yihuai then said, "Grandma, I can't today. A friend of mine went back to Beijing. Do you remember?"
"Last year, I went to Stanford for summer camp. I made a friend there, and I told you about him. He was only a sophomore, but he already completed several projects with professors. He's incredibly awesome! I'm having dinner with him tonight!"
Jun Qiu sighed: "You can bring your friends. I have booked a room at Youlanju."
"Damn it!" Gu Yihuai screamed when he heard it: "Grandma, you really put a lot of effort into this blind date. Okay, then I'll bring my friends over for dinner."
"Well, hurry up!"
Gu Yihuai hung up the phone and said to the cold male voice next to him: "Si Yang, do you mind having dinner with my grandma?"
Jin Siyang was about to say no, but for some reason, he nodded and said, "Yeah, I don't mind."
"That's great! Let's go together!"
Gu Yihuai and Jin Siyang arrived at Youlanju. Jun Qiu observed Jin Siyang carefully, with an admiring look in his eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Jun, I'm Jin Siyang, Yihuai's friend."
Jun Qiu felt relieved. The boy in front of her looked more reliable than her idiotic grandson. "Good to see you're here. Take a seat first. My students will be here soon."
After a few minutes, soothing music started playing in Youlanju, and the receptionist served the dishes one after another according to Junqiu's instructions.
There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the box. After knocking politely on the door, a young girl pushed it open and walked in.
Her voice is clear and gentle, like the gurgling stream in the mountains.
"Teacher, I'm sorry I'm late."
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