Chapter 808 No contact information for him
The air was still for a moment, and the taut string suddenly broke. She felt something starting to get out of control, like a gentle breeze in the morning, brushing across her face, leaving a lingering warmth.
She was about to give in to his eyes that were filled with a casual smile.
At this moment, the voice of the chief instructor ordering all companies to assemble was heard from the rostrum not far away.
Time was running out, so He Jingsui stopped joking with her and made a decision for her without her permission.
"Take it, we'll be gathering soon."
She obediently picked up the candy with her fingers, and her fingertips accidentally scraped against his palm. The brief touch, tingling, stirred a silent storm in her heart.
She raised her eyes in panic and looked over carefully, but did not find any concern in his eyes.
The military parade ended successfully, all the teams were completely disbanded, and the instructors withdrew their troops.
The students on the playground instantly scattered like loose sand. Chen Zhan was squeezed in the crowd, stumbling forward. The sun was glaring, and the figures were scattered. She couldn't quite see where He Jingsui was.
As she searched, she began to feel anxious.
I want to take one last look at him.
But there was no familiar figure in sight.
It’s like they meet again in the crowd and part in the crowd.
Suddenly, someone grabbed his arm from behind. Chen Zan turned around and saw He Shiyi.
Thinking that she was looking around for him, He Shiyi smiled and said, "No need to look, I'm here."
She walked up quickly and put her arms around hers, "Let's go back to the dormitory together."
When she returned to the dormitory and heard the other three people cheering, she realized that the military training was really over.
Chen Zan's brief time with He Jingsui ended here. She felt unhappy, but in order not to ruin the atmosphere, she still tried to raise the corners of her mouth.
After the military training, they began their formal freshman life.
Those who study art not only need to have superb skills, but also pay attention to artistic products. Before starting to explore the world of painting, the school specially invited famous professors in the painting world to give lectures at the school. The content was boring and tedious, and He Shiyi yawned repeatedly after listening to it.
She took out her cell phone to check the messages and harassed Jiang Qiannan a few boring words. After feeling even more bored, she exited WeChat and clicked on the Academy of Fine Arts forum.
Two or three days have passed since the end of military training, and posts about He Jingsui on the forum are still as popular as ever, and some people have even started to pair him up with others.
He Shiyi watched her cousin being paired up with different girls in different couples, and she actually enjoyed it with the onlookers.
Those couple photos were photoshopped one by one and arranged into a nine-square grid, with the title at the top reading:
"Come and choose the best CP you think!"
Is this a crowdfunding campaign for her to choose a cousin-in-law?
He Shiyi found it funny and laughed softly. She shared it with Chen Zan beside her, and whispered in her ear right under the professor's nose.
"Zhanzhan, look, I'm almost dying of laughter at this post."
Chen Zan was listening attentively to the professor's extensive discussion of painting insights. She was suddenly interrupted by He Shiyi and subconsciously turned her head to look.
The phone with the screen on was right in front of her, and Chen Zhan saw those words as soon as she turned her head.
Best CP, He Jingsui, perfect couple...
It stabbed her heart so hard that it made her feel a dull pain.
But she told herself again and again that this was just a little trick played by bored students in school to entertain themselves and should not be taken seriously.
On the stage in the conference hall, the professor was still sharing his experiences and painting journey. She pushed He Shiyi's phone back and whispered to her that now was not the time to talk about this.
After saying that, he didn't even look at the phone and continued to listen to the professor share his experience.
However, she seemed to have difficulty concentrating.
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Like other universities, Beijing Academy of Fine Arts has established many clubs to improve students' quality. Every year, it recruits new freshmen and expands the scale of the clubs.
He Shiyi saw the activities of the major clubs in the school preparing to recruit new members in the near future when he was browsing the forum.
She thought it was interesting, so she dragged Chen Zan over to join in the fun.
The Cultural Square was filled with small blue tents used by clubs to recruit new members. Some clubs even made roll-up banners and hung banners to attract attention, creating a huge show.
Many seniors were standing in front of their club tents, shouting loudly with loudspeakers. As they walked over in a row, a lot of flyers were stuffed into Chen Zan's hands.
“…”
She had no interest in joining these clubs, she just accompanied He Shiyi to take a look.
There was a lot of noise as she followed He Shiyi forward, folding the flyers in her hand neatly. The second after she finished folding them, someone gently pulled her arm.
He Shiyi's voice rang beside her ear, "Zhanzhan, there's a painting club over there, shall we go take a look?"
Chen Zan raised his eyes and looked in the direction of He Shiyi's finger.
There was the same small blue tent, with only a few people sitting inside. Those people did not shout as hard as other clubs, and similarly, there were few students who stopped to watch them.
Perhaps the only publicity is the simple roll-up banner next to the blue shed, with the three big characters "Painting Club" on top, in artistic black brushstrokes, and the award-winning paintings of the painting club exhibited below.
Apart from this, there is nothing else.
Chen Zhan accompanied He Shiyi over. As soon as they stood in front of the blue shed, a boy sitting inside immediately stood up, a gentle smile on his face, and extended an olive branch to them, "Classmates, do you want to learn about the painting club?"
He introduced himself to them enthusiastically, "My name is Lu Wei, and I'm the president of the painting club."
Chen Zhan and He Shiyi greeted him with a smile, "Hello, senior."
There were students who stopped to watch, but most of them just took a look and had no intention of joining. Lu Wei couldn't imitate the flamboyant displays of other clubs. All he could think of was to display the honors the painting club had won in recent years. It was a crude method, but it would increase the chances of attracting students who truly loved painting.
However, compared to theirs, his own club did look a bit simple. He scratched the back of his neck a little embarrassedly and said to them, "Don't mind. Compared to other clubs, our painting club's introduction is indeed much colder, but everyone here is a student who loves painting very much. In our painting club, you may be able to make new like-minded friends. It's a very happy thing to do what we love together and produce good works together to win honors for the school. If you are interested, come to our painting club!"
He Shiyi's mind wavered. She glanced at Chen Zan beside her, then turned her head to glimpse the painting on the roll-up banner. She raised her hand and pointed at it, saying to Lu Wei, "If we join the painting club, can we also win a prize?"
Hearing her tone, Lu Wei knew there was a chance. His eyes lit up and he tried his best to promote the idea: "Of course! Everyone in our club has the hope of winning the award!"
He Shiyi was completely shaken by the words. She turned around to look at Chen Zhan and tugged at her clothes to negotiate, "Zhan Zhan, how about we sign up for fun?"
Chen Zhan leaned closer to her and asked quietly, "Do you want to go?"
He Shiyi nodded. "It's all about painting anyway. Besides, participating in more activities will help expand my horizons."
That makes sense.
Chen Zan agreed to her request, and then the two of them filled out the information form on the spot.
The painting club only accepted ten new members. On Friday afternoon, Chen Zan and He Shiyi attended the welcome ceremony for new members on time.
The painting club is not too big but not too small either. Just as Lu Wei said, everyone gathered here has an inexplicable obsession and love for painting.
Chen Zhan was moved by their passionate atmosphere and gradually relaxed and actively integrated into this small group.
She was almost about to reveal to them that she also loved painting, if she hadn't seen that familiar face the moment she looked up.
The desire to share came to an abrupt end.
That day in the cafeteria, the story of He Jingsui and Qin Yuyao was a hot topic on the forum. After training in the evening, she lay exhausted on the bed and read every post. Many people were saying that Qin Yuyao had liked He Jingsui since her freshman year and often visited the Sports University next door. She had liked him silently for more than a year and finally waited for the opportunity to confess her love. They were a perfect match, so it should be possible.
And the CP pairing post that He Shiyi showed her when she was attending the lecture that day, Qin Yuyao's photo was also in it. The gentle and considerate girl and the unrestrained and flamboyant boy standing together were pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at them.
Later, she hid in the quilt and couldn't help but look at the post. The chattering comments in the comment section made her hands tremble with pain.
Seeing her again at this time, all the bitterness came back to him, catching Chen Zan off guard.
Unable to stay any longer, she got up and went to the bathroom.
The faucet was turned on, and a stream of white water rushed down. Chen Zan bent down to wash his hands.
The moment she raised her eyes, she saw Qin Yuyao in the mirror in front of her and was subconsciously stunned.
Their eyes met in the mirror, and the latter curled the corners of his lips towards her, then walked towards her naturally and generously.
She walked up to her, and Chen Zhan couldn't ignore her, so he greeted her.
"You don't seem surprised at all to see me?" Qin Yuyao turned on the faucet in front of her and bent down to wash her hands.
Her quick movements made Chen Zan realize that she seemed a little different from the well-behaved and gentle girl in a white dress he saw in the cafeteria last time. He subconsciously frowned, feeling that this was her true self.
Thinking back to last time, she seemed a little deliberately pretentious.
Did he do that on purpose to attract He Jingsui's attention?
Chen Zhan's tone was neither salty nor bland, and seemed distant. "Why do you say that, Senior Sister?"
She didn't tell Chen Zan why, but just spread her hands, with a lazy and helpless tone in her voice.
"Okay," she sighed softly, as if giving up some plan. "I thought you would be surprised to see me. It seems I overestimated myself."
She turned off the faucet and the sound of water gradually stopped.
It was so quiet that Chen Zhan could even hear laughter coming from far away.
Qin Yuyao extended her hand towards her and introduced herself in a friendly manner. "Formally, my name is Qin Yuyao, and I'm the vice president of the painting club."
Chen Zhan was completely bewildered by her sudden enthusiasm, but he shook her hand and replied simply, "My name is Chen Zhan."
"Nice to meet you, welcome to join us."
"Thank you, Senior."
"No need to thank me," Qin Yuyao raised her hand to lift the hair by her ear, a meaningful smile on her lips, "but I just want to ask you for a favor."
Chen Zan didn't understand until she said, "I saw you and He Jingsui together before. Do you know each other?"
As if I had a premonition, my heart paused, and then I heard her ask expectantly, "Can you send me his WeChat?"
After a moment of surprise, she felt extremely relieved. She didn't have any contact information for He Jingsui, so she felt at ease when she rejected Qin Yuyao's request.
"Sorry, I don't have his contact information."
"How is that possible?" Qin Yuyao was clearly unconvinced. "I saw you two having dinner together. Aren't you friends?"
Probably not friends yet.
Chen Zan hesitated in his head about the relationship between them, but Qin Yuyao understood this hesitation in another way.
When she spoke again, her voice was obviously no longer as good-tempered as before, and her expression changed slightly, "Don't you just want to give it to me?"
Chen Zhan hurriedly explained, "That's not what I meant."
"Then why are you dithering? If you don't mean it, just give it to me." She lost her patience and didn't even bother to pretend. She crossed her arms over her chest, looking completely different from the friendly welcome she had just given him when he shook hands with her.
There really is no WeChat account for He Jingsui, Chen Zan said it again.
What he got was Qin Yuyao's disdainful snort, "Tsk, if you don't want to give it to me, forget it."
She turned around and left there angrily.
Chen Zan looked at her angry back, feeling mixed emotions.
Without He Jingsui's contact information, she felt both happy and disappointed. She was happy that she could use reasonable reasons to reject those girls who wanted to get close to him through her, but she was also disappointed that there seemed to be no suitable connection between them except for that military training.
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