Ziyi didn't understand what was so adorable about her that Qin Yuhuan discovered, but she had been liked since she was a child, and there were too many people praising her.
She straightened up, touched her chin with her long fingers, and said with a deep expression, "I know, the unspeakable charm of personality is so powerful. Don't be obsessed with me, I am..."
Qin Yuhuan turned his face away silently and remained silent.
Ziyi: ...
The middle school student's speech was lonely.
"Qin Yuhuan, silence is your mother tongue, right?" She clutched her chest. "It's over. I have heart pain."
"Chen Yu, do you think her acting skills are up to par?" Qin Yuhuan sought help from outside the venue.
Chen Yu, who was suddenly made into a play, said: ...
"Ms. Xiaozi... you passed... right? I'm not very good at it." The word "passed" was said out of consideration for the set of makeup brushes.
"Okay, today I felt the power of Qin Ganggang again."
With a casual throw, the soy milk cup drew a beautiful parabola in the air and fell accurately into the trash can behind him. "High-achieving student, calculate the coordinates of the vertex of that parabola just now."
"I can't figure it out. The knowledge has flowed away, but you made me experience the real-life version of 'Let Me Test You' firsthand. Even if it's you, Xiaozi."
Qin Yuhuan complained about Ziyi's exaggerated acting skills while feeling at ease and choosing to play badly. "Besides, I'm terrible at math, Ziyi."
Posture:?
"What about you, the second one?" How did you stay in the science experimental class when you are bad at math?
"I can only say I'm better at answering questions and better at guessing what the questioner is thinking. I know what they're trying to test." Qin Yuhuan thought back to the past. "Comparatively, I'm better at the liberal arts. The head teacher of Class 13 has come to me many times, hoping that I'll switch to liberal arts. In the previous unified exam, I scored over 290 in the liberal arts comprehensive score, just shy of the full three points, and third in the state. It was barely a small peak."
"So you haven't read literature?"
"Because at that time, I thought it was easier to find a job with a science degree, especially in technical jobs. I was good at chemistry and even won a provincial competition award, even though I only scored 50 points in math at the beginning."
Ziyi: ...
"So how did you get second place? It's impossible to be second with a score of 50 in math." There is still some hope in the liberal arts class. After all, Qin Yuhuan's comprehensive liberal arts level is there.
"My mother went to Licheng University to find a college tutor for me. She..." When Qin Yuhuan mentioned his mother, his mouth seemed to start to feel sour.
"She wasn't well-educated, but she never spared any effort in helping me go to school. She went to each department at Licheng College and asked around, and found a very responsible university student. I took classes with the tutor for one semester, and suddenly I was able to take exams."
Just because she can take exams doesn't mean she has grasped the true meaning of mathematics. She can just roughly guess the test-setter's thinking based on the questions and then slowly deduce the answer.
Ziyi's paper was once brought to the class for explanation. She had seen that it was a level of thinking that she could not reach. That was the kind of problem-solving approach that only people who were truly talented in science could come up with. And she was like Yugong moving the mountain. She would not omit any step because those steps would help her get an extra point or two.
Ziyi sighed softly: "Auntie is still very attentive."
"Yes, she is a very good person. She is an impeccable mother when it comes to taking care of children."
It was precisely because of this that Qin Yuhuan was trapped in the sorrow of her mother's passing for many years. A mother who gave her love also stabbed her countless times after her death.
Qin Yuhuan felt like she was standing on the edge of falling apart. It was obvious that she couldn't put it back together, but the love she had received stubbornly pieced her together, forcing her to continue living in a daze.
"What do you want to drink today? There's a branch in the film and television city. I'll shake it for you." Ziyi changed the subject to something lighter. "They have zero-calorie candy. You can choose."
Halfway through putting on makeup, Ziyi seemed to understand why Qin Yuhuan would accept Chen Yu.
Chen Yu has excellent aesthetic sense and has her own understanding of makeup. Qin Yuhuan is exquisite in every way she goes around, but not gaudy. She is as simple and elegant as the first snow in winter, very cold. However, at this moment, there is a sense of fragmentation in this coldness.
The goddess's innocence and purity in the snow-white dress were enhanced to the peak in this sense of brokenness.
"What's your favorite drink, Ziyi?"
"Me? I'd like the wine grapes, which are more refreshing, but I don't like the meaty ones. I want to change to pearls. Do you want that?"
"Well, feel the love you give me."
Ziyi chuckled, "Got it, what would you like to drink, Sister Chen?"
"I'm fine with anything, I'm not picky." Chen Yu loves milk tea.
After Qin Yuhuan finished putting on her makeup, Ziyi sent her to the filming location and then drove to the branch in the film and television city.
The film and television city branch is always packed. Fans from all over the country who come to visit the set always order a lot of drinks and send them to the crew. Even the artists will pay for afternoon tea out of their own pockets.
Ziyi changed into work clothes and helped to get a few orders at the front, and then started to do her own work when she had some free time.
"Are you... Ziyi, Ms. Xiaozi?" Suddenly someone asked weakly.
Ziyi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"No, no, I just want to ask you, are you angry with Zhuzi?"
Bamboo is the affectionate name given to Shu Baizhu by her fans, and it is also the name that fans call themselves. Ziyi didn't understand what the question meant for a while.
"Am I mad at the fans or at Shu Baizhu? I don't have either of those?"
She is cheerful all day long, why would she be angry for no reason?
The fans who gathered around seemed relieved. "But last time, when your parents adopted their daughter, you didn't even show up..."
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