racism

racism

Shan Jiqing stared at Jian Jianan for a few seconds, trying to make her change her mind.

I don’t know if Jian Jianan was finally moved by his condemning look and finally took back his previous words.

"Oh, oh, I was just kidding! Come stay here! We have plenty of empty rooms anyway. Staying here for a night could really liven things up a bit!"

Shan Jiqing finally decided to quit and stopped refusing or deliberately speaking in a sarcastic manner. He followed Jian Jianan into the apartment door like a little tail.

However, at night, Shan Jiqing was still thinking about what Jian Jianan had just said. What did it mean to "suddenly figure out something"?

What exactly did Jian Jianan figure out?

For some reason, Shan Jiqing took this sentence very seriously. He felt that Jian Jianan's behavior just now was very strange, and he wanted to find out what Jian Jianan had figured out.

In this way, he tossed and turned until dawn.

Then he decided that he had to ask indirectly and not directly ask what Jian Jianan was thinking.

So he tried every possible way and kept asking questions from the side.

"Nan Nan, what did you mean by what you said last night? Did you encounter some difficulties before and finally figure it out now?" He was a little worried, raised his eyes and looked at Jian Jianan and asked gently.

"Ah? What is it?" Jian Jianan tilted his head and thought for a long time before he understood what Shan Jiqing was talking about.

"It wasn't a big deal, and it didn't bother me that much. It just suddenly clicked for me, and I understood."

She answered Shan Jiqing with a smile, not caring at all.

Shan Jiqing understood that Jian Jianan didn't want to go into details about this topic, so he readily changed the subject.

Jian Jianan was in a very good mood during the weekend. According to Jian Jianan's life principles, encountering difficulties is not a big deal, but if you encounter difficulties and cannot find a solution, then you need to be anxious.

However, now she understood the solution to her situation. There were several ways to deal with the current difficulties. Jian Jianan was full of confidence and planned to try them out during class tomorrow.

On Sunday night, she saw Shan Jiqing off and then had a good rest in the apartment building.

Jian Jianan got up early in the morning with full of fighting spirit. She saw the sticky note that Shan Jiqing had put on the refrigerator, heated up some steamed buns according to his instructions, and went to school with high morale.

The first class was a bit unlucky, as the teacher was still the American-Indian.

Jian Jianan took a deep breath and was not frightened the first moment he heard the teacher's accent. Instead, he looked at the textbook without raising his head, while pricking up his ears, trying his best to connect the content of his lectures with the knowledge in the textbook.

Most teachers write on the blackboard, and this teacher is no exception.

Jian Jianan's reading vocabulary is not a problem. She can understand all the English sentences in the textbook. Even though she can't understand everything the teacher says at the moment, when she combines the two, Jian Jianan is surprised to find that she can actually understand most of it!

Halfway through the class, the Indian teacher announced a pause in the lecture and asked them to work in groups. Jian Jianan looked at the notes he had just written down.

Then she turned to the table in front and invited, "Can I join you?"

This was the first time that Jian Jianan extended an invitation to his classmates. There are only a few Chinese students studying in the United States every year, and the number is even smaller if they are averaged out to each school.

Jian Jianan cannot find classmates to go to school with in every class, and sometimes he still has to attend classes alone.

Today she was a little luckier, as she was accompanied by other domestic friends whom she had known for a few days. However, she was not satisfied with just communicating with this companion next to her, but also extended invitations to other classmates.

"Ah? Nan Nan, what are you doing?" The classmate's first reaction was a little panic. She quickly pulled Jian Jianan's sleeve and asked her why she wanted to seek communication with other groups.

Jian Jianan whispered to Ye Qingqing, "I know that sticking together is a kind of wisdom, and that being with familiar people makes you feel safer. An unfamiliar environment can be quite stressful. But I don't think this way of interacting with the locals long-term is feasible. We still need to communicate with the locals. Even if you don't want to be friends with them, at least you should attend classes normally, right? I came to the United States with the mentality of seeking new knowledge, but I spent the last week just adapting. I couldn't absorb any new knowledge at all. How can I continue like this? I have to make some changes."

"And I've observed carefully. The girl next to me is a New York native. She's warm and generous, and quite cheerful. If we ask her for help, I wouldn't say she'll open her heart to us completely, but she's likely to be relatively friendly."

As expected, after Jian Jianan made the request, the blonde female classmate was surprised, but she still agreed: "Sure, of course! Then you two can come with us."

In this way, Jian Jianan took Ye Qingqing with him and joined the group exchange with several of their classmates.

Ye Qingqing was a little reserved at first. Did the Jian family dare to speak from the beginning? She knew that she was not a native English speaker after all, and her hometown accent was inevitable when she spoke, but she was not afraid at all. She smiled and made eye contact with the blonde female classmate, and had a friendly conversation.

Slowly, during the discussion room, Jian Jianan learned the name of this classmate. "Jessica, thank you so much! You know, I rarely experience group discussion as a teaching method, but I find that this teaching method is very reasonable. For example, today, it helped me a lot. Exchanging ideas with all of you will help me learn the key points of this class more effectively."

Jessica also laughed and said, "Jane, you're welcome! I know you're an international student here for an exchange program. How scary it must be to come to an unfamiliar place alone. I'm in my twenties now, and I've only lived in a few cities in China. I heard you all flew here alone? Anyway, it's great to be able to help you."

After the pleasantries, Jian Jianan and Ye Qingqing finally truly integrated into this exchange group.

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another. Occasionally, when Ye Qingqing forgot a few English words and didn't know how to say them, he would look to Jian Jianan for help, and Jian Jianan would help him translate.

At the end, when the communication reached a white-hot stage, Ye Qingqing completely threw away her initial restraint and focused on arguing with the other party about a point of knowledge. Later, she was convinced by the other party, but Ye Qingqing also provided the other party with another new idea.

After the group discussion was over, the Indian teacher walked down to each person's desk and asked them about their thoughts on the discussion. Jian Jianan and his group shared their ideas with the teacher, and then received his comments.

After the review, Jian Jianan turned his head and looked at Jessica.

During the review phase just now, these two people spoke the most and also communicated the most with the Indian teacher.

The two of them smiled wryly at the same time. Jessica tilted her head helplessly. "This teacher Akshay's professional ability is very good, but he grew up in India and speaks with an Indian accent. Sometimes I feel like I often don't understand what he is saying."

Jian Jianan nodded in agreement. "In the first class, I understood the introduction at the beginning and the goodbye at the end, but other than that, I didn't understand a single word. I thought it was just my problem."

She spread her hands, feeling helpless.

Jessica laughed and said, "How is that possible! You have to believe you're not alone! I heard that last semester, near the end of the course, many of Akshay's students failed the course. Then he was jointly reported. They said his Indian accent greatly affected the teaching of the course, and the students demanded that the school find a solution."

Jian Jianan was very curious, "Ah, it's still like this? How was it handled in the end?"

Jessica said, "Finally, the school talked to Mr. Akshay. Haven't you noticed that he's using a lot more blackboard writing in his classes this semester? I heard from students in the previous class that this never happened before. Mr. Akshay's previous teaching style was to stand at the podium and talk non-stop like flowing water."

Jian Jianan burst out laughing, finally understanding what Jessica meant, and said with emotion: "This is what it means when previous generations plant trees, future generations will enjoy the shade!"

Jessica was curious. "Those who plant trees will enjoy the shade? What does this mean? Is this also a Chinese proverb?"

Jian Jianan nodded, a little excited: "Yes, yes, this is also a proverb from my country. If you are interested, I will tell you a few more next time!"

After Jessica made her appointment with Jian Jianan, she was about to get up and leave. But before leaving the classroom, she turned her head and smiled at Jian Jianan, extending her own invitation: "Jane, it's really nice to chat with you. If you want to find someone to communicate with in the next class, please continue to look for us!"

Jian Jianan nodded: "Sure!"

Jian Jianan turned around with a smile on his face, and was met with Ye Qingqing's gaze full of admiration.

She was stunned and applauded Jianan: "Oh my God, Nannan! You are so amazing! It's not even the whole morning and you have already made new friends in our class. I have to say, your eloquence is really good!" Ye Qingqing raised her thumb and looked at Jianan with admiration.

Jian Jianan waved his hands, very modestly: "No, no, it's just normal operation, just normal operation."

This is indeed normal for Jian Jianan. She is always so likable and can make friends quickly even in a foreign country.

Ye Qingqing had no doubt that with Jessica's guidance, the two of them would be able to integrate into the class more quickly.

But Jian Jianan's popularity is not always improving. Occasionally, she will suffer a setback.

For example, in the international economics class in the afternoon, Jian Jianan encountered difficulties, no, to be more precise, she encountered racial discrimination.

The international economics teacher is called Clint and is from Texas, USA.

Most people who know about it would smile knowingly when they heard about his hometown. This continent in the southern United States is one of the regions with the strongest accent. Jian Jianan felt that he was on par with Teacher Akshay. Taking this course also required full concentration and no distraction at all.

Jian Jianan continued to apply her experience from the morning to this course. She listened to the teacher's content while looking at the knowledge in the textbook, and she could barely match it.

Unfortunately, this teacher hardly wrote on the blackboard, which made it more difficult for Jian Jianan to listen to this course. Often when the teacher was about to explain the next knowledge point, Jian Jianan was still frantically flipping through the book to take notes on the previous knowledge point. He was so busy that it seemed as if he was not in class but in a war.

"That student, the one who flipped through the book so loudly, why don't you answer this question instead?"

Just as Jian Jianan was frantically taking notes, he suddenly felt that the surroundings became quiet. Then he raised his head with a confused look on his face, and saw Teacher Clint looking at Jian Jianan with a smile. Combined with what he had just said, Jian Jianan pointed at himself in confusion.

"I?"

"Yes, yes, it's you."

Teacher Clint laughed. "I know our major gets a few exchange students every semester. I was so lucky to have one of them in my class!"

He asked Jian Jianan's Chinese name. Although Jian Jianan was very curious as to why someone would talk about things that had nothing to do with the class, he still told him his name with the idea that "he might want to learn about Chinese culture."

"Roll~Slag~Blue~"

There were sporadic noises coming from the back of the classroom. Someone was laughing quietly, and then something tickled their funny bone. Someone even laughed loudly a few times, and then the laughter disappeared the next second, as if a duck was being strangled by the throat.

Jian Jianan frowned the moment she heard Clint repeat her name. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but why did she feel that this teacher had some bad intentions?

Why did the name that his parents gave him with love sound so bad when he said it? When Jessica knew her name in the morning and repeated it, Jian Jianan didn't feel this way.

Soon, Jian Jianan knew that this was not his illusion, because Clint's next sentence was: "Ah, Chinese names are always so strange."

He kept shaking his head as he spoke, and Jian Jianan told him, "It's not strange. My name was chosen by my parents after looking it up in the dictionary. It has a beautiful meaning. As long as you don't deliberately speak at the top of your lungs, it won't sound so strange."

Clint shook his head, as if looking at an ignorant child. He looked at Jian Jianan with a tolerant look and said gently, "In that case, it will be your turn to answer the following question. If your homework this month is to write a paper on interdependence in economics, which aspects would you focus on?"

Thank God, Jian Jianan actually understood the question!

Klink has a thick accent and he is aware of this problem, but he never changes it. He always speaks very fast and never repeats himself. If you don't understand what he says, he will look at you as if you are a fool and will not explain the meaning of any word to you.

Originally, Jian Jianan didn't understand, but there was a girl with a deep voice behind him who quietly and quickly translated the sentence back to Jian Jianan. She had a standard American accent, so Jian Jianan could understand it.

She thought for a moment, then composed herself and spoke slowly, "I believe the international economy is interdependent. International trade is a crucial component of most countries' economies. One manifestation of this is that economic developments in other countries can have a significant impact on a country's economic development. Another manifestation is that a country's economic policymaking is, to a certain extent, influenced by the policies of other countries."

Jian Jianan had originally pondered these theories, and now she stood up and began to speak eloquently. She watched Clint's expression gradually darken, but she acted as if she hadn't noticed, continuing her speech without interruption: "So, I believe that economic dependence is manifested in these two aspects, and they also best reflect the relationship of economic interdependence."

Clint shook his head and asked mockingly, "Then tell me more about the specific aspects. Can you give us two examples?"

Jian Jianan nodded. "For example, the reform and opening-up policy implemented by my country has also influenced some of your country's policies to a certain extent..."

Unexpectedly, before Jian Jianan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Clint, "Ah? Ha! Can your country's policies affect our country's policies?"

Clint shook his head dramatically, then looked around the classroom and asked, "Is there any student willing to give this lovely lady some additional information?"

A white male student immediately stood up and said, "Economic interdependence is more reflected on an equal level, which means that if two parties want to have economic interdependence, their vision must at least be similar."

At this point, the white male student drank a mouthful of wine and continued proudly, "Since the late 19th century, the American economy has surpassed that of the United Kingdom, becoming the world's largest economy. As for you, I've heard from your classmates that you all worked so hard to come here to study abroad, even if your whole family sold their money. Well, there's no need to push yourself that hard. If you don't have the money, then don't come!"

Clint, perhaps feeling that the classmate's argument was too pale and childish, immediately added, "Your country needs over 10,000 farmers to support one international student!"

Jian Jianan immediately retorted, "You became the world's largest economy at the end of the 19th century? That's a fact I can't deny, but you're now caught in an era of stagflation, and all the major newspapers are reporting on your economic crisis. Are you sure you can still maintain this dominant position?"

The white boy's face immediately turned red. Jian Jianan thought pitifully in his heart, poor little thing, being refuted like this in class is the greatest ordeal you have ever experienced in your previous life, right?

Is your psychological endurance so weak?

Then she looked up at Clint. "It's a great honor to study abroad. I understand the hard work of farmers, and I'm grateful to them from the bottom of my heart. My parents, as business owners, are also doing their part to support them. But you, as a university professor in another country, openly made such racist remarks in class. I think I need to confirm with the Academic Affairs Office whether your university has any regulations regarding racial discrimination for teachers."

Clint didn't believe Jian Jianan would actually report something. He had been teaching at NYU for several years and had met quite a few Chinese students. But in Clint's impression, these Chinese students were like little mice. No, calling them little mice was an overstatement. They were worse than little mice!

At least mice are more flexible, more agile, and more respectable than them.

When those Chinese students saw people from their country, they acted like mice seeing a cat, fawning to the extreme. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were servile. It seemed that if I spoke a little louder, they would be scared and stumble.

Therefore, Clint actually didn't really believe that Jian Jianan would do this, so he didn't take it seriously. He still raised his hands tolerantly and said "sorry sorry" as if jokingly.

Then let Jian Jianan sit down.

Clint began to summarize, "Some young students always have naive ideas, but I don't blame them. After all, it's difficult for them to access this kind of knowledge in their first half of their lives. But now that you have received preferential assistance from our country and come to study at our university, you can't be as careless as before. If you don't study hard, it will be a waste of taxpayers' money!"

When he said this, his face darkened. Jian Jianan understood very clearly that Clint was talking to him.

Ye Qingqing wanted to retort, but Jian Jianan stopped her by pulling on his sleeve. "Don't worry, he didn't mention anything by name, so we can't do anything to him. Besides, we are students and he is the teacher. Since ancient times, students have always been at a disadvantage when facing teachers. Let's first learn about the rules and regulations of this school and see what disciplinary measures are suitable for him."

After much persuasion, Jian Jianan finally managed to stop Ye Qingqing.

At the end of the class, Clint assigned this month's paper. "We just talked about interdependence in economics, so this is our homework for this class. Turn it in next class. I'll grade each of you based on your ideas and innovations. Oh, and remember, if you don't get a B+ or higher on all three papers in this class, you'll fail the course."

His eyes lingered on Jian Jianan and his deskmate for a while, hinting at something.

"Good luck to you."

The moment Clint walked out of the classroom, Ye Qingqing anxiously asked Jian Jianan, "What should I do? What should I do? I see the look in his eyes and I know he won't give us high scores, he won't give us a good grade. If we don't get a good grade, we'll definitely fail the course at the end of the semester! But I can't fail the course. I have to rely on my excellent grades in the final exam to apply for a teaching assistantship! If I apply for a teaching assistantship, I can get over a thousand dollars a month, which will cover my tuition fees!"

She was extremely anxious. "I've heard before that discrimination is rampant in foreign countries, especially in the United States, where it's widespread. But I didn't expect to encounter something like this in just the second week of class. The teacher just now was a typical white chauvinist. Changing his mind is harder than climbing Mount Everest. What should I do? I'm really going to fail the class!"

Jian Jianan patted her on the shoulder and told her not to worry. "It's okay. We'll figure it out ourselves. We'll always find a way."

After comforting Ye Qingqing, Jian Jianan turned around and thanked the classmate who had kindly reminded him of the question.

The classmate was a black woman. She shrugged, not taking Jian Jianan's gratitude seriously. "Don't thank me. Clint is a big idiot! He's notorious for his racism, not just against you Asians. We black people are often discriminated against by him as well. Last semester, I took one of his classes. I was the only one in the class who raised my hand when he asked a question. He looked like he was blind and regretfully asked why no one knew the answer to that question. From that moment on, I knew his racism was deeply rooted."

Jian Jianan understood that it was their common experience of being discriminated against that made her help him.

After a brief conversation, Jian Jianan learned that the black woman's name was Beret, the "Beret" in beret.

Jian Jianan smiled. It seemed that although some bad things happened today, he still gained two new friends.

When they left the classroom, the white man who had just contradicted her and agreed with Clint stood up and faced Jian Jianan. Under Jian Jianan's calm gaze, he stretched out his hands and pressed the corners of his eyes to make a squinting shape, then mocked her and said, "See you next class, rice eater!"

Jian Jianan smiled and politely replied to him, "See you in the next class, you brainless pig." Jian Jianan was not at all annoyed by his provocative behavior. As he left the classroom, he could still see the white man's expression of being disappointed.

But Jian Jianan had already left, so he couldn't find anyone to refute.

Jian Jianan walked out of the classroom expressionlessly. Ye Qingqing invited her, "Come on, let's go have dinner. Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. If you don't eat, you'll be hungry. Although I'm also very angry, your health is the capital of the revolution. You must not get yourself sick with anger and let the enemy win."

Jian Jianan shook his head, and suddenly clenched his fist and said with high morale: "No, no, no, I don't want to eat anymore. I have things to do!"

Ye Qingqing was surprised: "What, you don't want to eat anymore?"

She worriedly advised, "No, you can't do that. They say people are made of iron and rice is made of steel. How can you not eat? I know you're in a bad mood right now, but no matter how bad your mood is or how much you have no appetite, you still have to eat a few bites, even if it's just one bite!"

Jian Jianan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "No, no, no, I mean not going to the cafeteria to eat. Of course I don't mean not eating, I just don't want to eat in the cafeteria."

Her mother, Su Qinxuan, runs a restaurant. She has always taught her two children that they must eat every meal, and all three meals must be on time without delay, so as to ensure their health. Although they are now far away in a foreign country, they still have to listen to their mother.

She explained to Ye Qingqing, "I brought some sandwiches in my bag. My friend made them for me over the weekend. The weather isn't too cold now, so I can take them out and eat them later."

Ye Qingqing suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's how it is."

Then she asked curiously, "But what are you going to do later? All the classes for today are over. Is there anything else that is very important that you must do?"

Ye Qingqing felt this way. This was the first time she encountered discrimination today, and she felt very uncomfortable. Even though she could communicate with Jian Jianan normally now, he was just forcing a smile. Ye Qingqing now just wanted to go to a place where no one else could find her and cry loudly. Only by venting her emotions could she feel better. Otherwise, she would definitely be frowning again in tomorrow's class.

Besides, she wasn't happy at all when she thought about having to attend Clint's International Economics class next Monday.

Jian Jianan was actually furious. "I'm going to the library to look up information! I think I've discovered my weakness. When I was in China, I was interested in this area and collected a lot of information, but most of the information was domestic. I didn't have other channels, so I didn't know much about foreign trade cases. But after more than a week of classes, the examples their teachers use in class are mostly famous business cases from their own country and Europe. I don't know any information in this area at all. So I have to supplement my knowledge in this area."

Jian Jianan had already found out that the New York University Library has most of the famous newspapers in the United States, from the first issue to the present, every issue is collected.

Jian Jianan can find major events that have happened in these newspapers. Once there is any major economic event, it will often be reported in the newspaper.

In addition to these newspapers, there are also many economics journals. These economics journals all have business themes. These journals are the best way to understand economics knowledge, and they are also the gaps that Jian Jianan needs to fill the most at present.

Jian Jianan clenched his fists tightly. "He just laughed at me for being too naive and not realistic at all! I must show him what realistic thinking is!"

Let’s start with tonight’s library battle.

Ye Qingqing was also infected by Jian Jianan's fighting spirit. She also wanted to change Clint's mind, especially now that Chinese students are studying abroad, they often represent the face of their countrymen, so they have to behave better to avoid losing face!

Ye Qingqing also said: "Then I want to go with you! I don't want to be looked down upon!"

At this moment, Ye Qingqing's stomach suddenly growled a few times, obviously she was extremely hungry.

Her face flushed red, and she only heard Jian Jianan comforting her, "Don't worry, don't worry. It's time for dinner, and you don't have a sandwich to eat. If I only had one sandwich, I could share half with you. Your priority is to eat first."

Ye Qingqing nodded repeatedly, and as she rushed to the cafeteria, she turned around and shouted to Jian Jianan, "Okay! Then Nannan, remember to ask me out next time! Remember, remember, you must remember!"

Jian Jianan nodded with a smile and then walked towards the library.

Jian Jianan spent seven or eight hours in the library, until the early morning light dimmed, then she packed up her things, especially the paper bag of the leftover sandwich, which she put into her bag and took away.

I don’t know why, but every time Jian Jianan eats this sandwich, he always thinks of Shan Jiqing, the scene of him standing in his house with his sleeves rolled up to his arms, cooking for him.

Even the leftover garbage was delayed a few minutes.

Jian Jianan glanced at his schedule and felt that today's schedule was completed and he could have a good rest.

But today's situation is special, and there is one last thing to do.

Jian Jianan reached out and opened a booklet titled "Detailed Explanation of New York University's System" and began to read.

For several days in a row, Jian Jianan and Ye Qingqing both stayed in the library. Ye Qingqing also learned her lesson. She got inspiration from Jian Jianan and bought dinner before class and hid it in her schoolbag. After the class was over, she followed Jian Jianan to the library and studied late into the night.

The two studied from Monday to Friday, staying up for at least six or seven hours every day.

Jian Jianan is better. She seems to be naturally energetic and not afraid of staying up late at all. She can regain her energy after sleeping for three hours a day.

But Ye Qingqing couldn't do that. She had to sleep at least eight hours a day to replenish her energy. But the situation was special now. The two of them had to complete three or four papers a week, all in unfamiliar fields. If they didn't check for omissions and fill in the gaps in the library, they would definitely not be able to write the papers, and their scores would not be high.

Ye Qingqing often yawned for five minutes after studying for an hour. After yawning, she would be very curious and ask Jian Jianan, "Nannan, don't you get tired? We've been staying up all night for five consecutive days, but I see that you look very good. Unlike me, my eye bags are almost falling to the ground."

Jian Jianan laughed and said, "I am tired, but don't we all have time to rest? We can go to bed after studying for another three hours, come on!"

Ye Qingqing was stunned. "The rest time is only three hours, and every time I fall asleep, I don't want to wake up. I feel like my whole body is hollowed out. Not to mention my brain being clear, I can't even open my eyes. What's your secret to staying alert? Please tell me!"

At the end of her speech, Ye Qingqing threw herself down on the table and bowed to Jian Jianan with her hands clasped together.

Jian Jianan was helpless: "There's nothing we can do. There's nothing we can do. We're the early birds that fly first. We don't have the same good resources as them. We can only accumulate our knowledge from now on. So time is money. If we want to catch up in a short time, we can only use our rest time to fill the gap."

Jian Jianan pointed to the coffee cup beside him: "If you really want to know some tricks, you can try drinking a few more cups of coffee."

Ye Qingqing decided to try Jian Jianan's suggestion next time.

But today, Jian Jianan, who usually studies until six or seven in the morning, closed his stall early. As soon as the clock struck twelve, Jian Jianan was ready to pack up his things. Was he planning to go home?

Ah! Has he changed his gender?

Jian Jianan said to Ye Qingqing apologetically, "I'm sorry, Qingqing, my friend comes to my house every Friday night. I have to go back now, otherwise he won't be able to enter my apartment without the key."

Ye Qingqing finally understood, but she still deliberately said with an indignant expression: "No! Woman, I don't believe your explanation! You betrayed our revolutionary friendship! You have changed. You are no longer the comrade who fought with me until the early morning!"

Jian Jianan found it funny and knew that Ye Qingqing was just joking, so he said goodbye to her and went home.

Ye Qingqing was left alone in the library, and suddenly she felt very bored. Without Jian Jianan's company, she didn't want to continue fighting alone in the library, so she quickly packed up her bedding and went back to the dormitory.

When Jian Jianan returned to the apartment, he saw Shan Jiqing already waiting at the door, and it seemed that he had been waiting for quite a while.

Jian Jianan said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Xiaoqing. I studied too late today and forgot the time. I made you wait here for so long. How about this? I'll give you a set of keys to my apartment. That way, if you want to come over in the future, you can come over anytime and you don't have to wait for me to come back and open the door for you."

Shan Jiqing sternly refused, "No, you should keep your own house keys to yourself. How can you give them to me? You should have some safety awareness! Even though I haven't been waiting long, I can still think about whether there are any improvements to today's experimental procedures while standing here. It won't be a delay."

Jian Jianan ignored his words and touched the cuff of his windbreaker. He found that it was warm to the touch, obviously because he had been exposed to the wind outside for a long time.

She stopped talking, opened the door with her key as if she was sulking, and then took Shan Jiqing into the house.

After putting down his luggage, Shan Jiqing went into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of fermented glutinous rice soup for Jian Jianan in less than half an hour.

This was their midnight snack tonight. Jian Jianan said as he ate, "Xiao Qi, I treat you as my friend, so if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. Like just now, you were clearly waiting at the door for a long time. Although it's not officially winter yet, the wind is already quite strong. If you are exposed to the wind for much longer, you will definitely catch a cold! It will be so uncomfortable to be sick."

Jian Jianan kept his head down and didn't speak until the end of his words. "So if you still consider me a friend, don't say things like 'I'm not cold' to coax me."

Shan Jiqing nodded and agreed to her: "Okay, then I'll tell you directly next time."

Jian Jianan was happy: "Yeah, from now on, I will send you a message when I'm at home or about to arrive home, and you can rush over from school after receiving the message. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will wait for several hours at the door of the apartment like today."

Shan Jiqing nodded, agreeing with Jian Jianan's proposal, but his next words were abrupt: "Okay, since we agreed to be frank between the two of us, do you have anything to say to me?"

Jian Jianan paused while drinking the sweet soup with his spoon. "No...no, do you want to hear something?"

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