As soon as the words fell, not only the person on the other side was stunned, but even Bai Jing was stunned.
Although she had known for a long time that this person was very popular among students, she never expected that she would run into this situation a second time.
Jiang Ziqian had indeed encountered many such situations before, so he quickly came to his senses and spoke coldly as usual.
"No, there are no plans in this regard at the moment."
When the girl heard Jiang Ziqian say no, she showed a surprised expression, but she didn't expect that the next second he would directly say he had no plans, and his rejection was very obvious.
"I see," the female classmate sighed with regret, and as if afraid that the other party would misunderstand her, she quickly explained, "Actually, my sister came to school last time and saw you, and she insisted that I come and ask about you..."
Bai Jing now came back to her senses and couldn't help but look in the direction of Jiang Ziqian.
Although I don’t know whether this is true or just a made-up excuse.
If this is true, then it means that the great professor is not only popular in the school, but even the students' families are very interested in him?
The girl probably felt a little embarrassed as well. Anyway, she had asked all the questions she wanted to ask at that moment, so she said she had to go back to do her homework and left quickly.
...
...
After she left, Bai Jing and Jiang Ziqian were the only ones left in this space.
Maybe it was because the female classmate asked this question before leaving, which led to the two of them meeting eyes at this moment, and there was an indescribable subtlety in the air.
Bai Jing coughed lightly, pretending that she hadn't heard anything just now, and nodded gently to the other party and said hello, "Teacher Jiang."
Jiang Ziqian's eyes fell on her face and stayed there for about two seconds, unable to discern any emotion.
So he withdrew his gaze and hummed in a light tone.
"You looking for me?"
There was no extra expression on the man's face either, and Bai Jing couldn't guess what he was thinking.
Just as he was about to say something, his mind suddenly remembered what he had just said, something he had no plans to say at the moment.
So he changed his words.
"It's nothing, actually." Bai Jing had a relaxed smile on her face. Her light brown eyes were like crescent moons. Her pure and clear voice sounded clean and sharp. "It's about what you said before, Mr. Jiang. The old gentleman said he could help me practice calligraphy. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to bother me next weekend?"
Next week?
Jiang Ziqian wrote down the time Bai Jing mentioned, but did not give a direct answer. He only said that he would call home to ask when he returned to his residence later, and would tell her before class tomorrow.
Bai Jing naturally smiled and said yes.
But after this topic ended, the two fell into silence again.
Although no one was talking, it didn't feel awkward. Instead, it was so quiet that I could vaguely hear each other's heartbeats and breathing.
It was as if there were thin silk threads connecting the two of them.
The slight curve of the lips and the simple path of the fingertips will stir the air around them.
My heartbeat unconsciously quickened.
At this moment, a gust of wind came from somewhere and blew the notebook on the table next to it, making the sound of pages flipping.
When Bai Jing heard the voice, she naturally looked over there.
The wind stopped and the book opened to a certain page.
Bai Jing saw that it looked like a painting. The lines in the painting were simple yet lively. However, due to the angle, some of them could not be made out.
Out of curiosity, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The more I look at it, the more I feel it's strangely familiar.
Why does it seem like...
Bai Jing just tilted her head slightly, but Jiang Ziqian walked over first, his slender and beautiful fingers landed on the cover of the notebook, and he covered it with a neat movement.
His facial expression was calm and his voice was cold.
"…Anything else?"
Even this reaction seemed strangely familiar to Bai Jing.
Without being led astray by his topic, Bai Jing looked at him steadily for a while, then slightly curved her eyes.
"Teacher Jiang, are you... embarrassed because your students found you drawing on your notebook?"
Jiang Ziqian still had a calm expression and put the notebook away naturally. "I didn't have anything else at hand at the time, so I just drew a few strokes."
Bai Jing watched him pick it up and remembered that this was the notebook that Jiang Ziqian had held in the Western Suburbs Park before.
She thought it was writing something, but she didn't expect it was drawing.
In addition, the man's reaction was indeed somewhat unusual, which aroused her curiosity even more.
What on earth was drawn that made it so mysterious that she couldn't even take a look at it?
Could it be that the painting is of her?
Thinking of this, Bai Jing took another step forward, with a smile on her pretty face, and her eyes seemed to have a little bright color.
"Just a few random strokes? But it seems to me that it is quite delicate and lively. It seems that Teacher Jiang has profound attainments in art. These 'just a few random strokes' will surely take me a long time to learn."
Bai Jing spoke sweetly and had an expectant look in her eyes, looking so well behaved that no one could refuse her.
If it were any other time, Jiang Ziqian would probably have given the notebook directly to her.
But this time...
Jiang Ziqian slightly retracted his fingertips that were resting on the notebook, raised his eyes and looked directly at her, saying in a light tone, "Maybe I saw it wrong, there's nothing to learn."
There is something strange indeed!
Bai Jing nodded in cooperation on the surface, but in fact her attention had already been focused on the notebook, planning how she could see the painting.
Jiang Ziqian could naturally sense it, so when Bai Jing suddenly accelerated forward, he was able to respond with the fastest reaction.
He was taller than Bai Jing to begin with, and as soon as he raised his hand and stretched it out, the other party couldn't reach it.
At this time, the distance between the two was quite close.
Jiang Ziqian lowered his eyes slightly, his thin lips moved slightly, and the warm wind of his voice brushed gently across Bai Jing's forehead, ruffling her fine hair, and he whispered.
"…Student Bai Jing, what do you want to do?"
Bai Jing felt a little itchy.
Even my ears feel a little itchy.
But this was a good opportunity, so she naturally wouldn't let go so easily. She didn't respond at this moment, just pretending not to hear, and her whole body almost stuck to the man, as if she wanted to hang directly on him.
But there was a height difference, and Bai Jing was bound to be unable to reach it even if she stretched out her arms, so she jumped a few times instinctively.
The more they jumped, the closer they got.
He didn't stand firmly when he landed, and he fell forward.
Jiang Ziqian saw that her body was unstable and was afraid that she would really fall. He tightened the corners of his mouth slightly and without thinking about anything else, he immediately reached out his hand to steady her body.
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