"Yes," the other party nodded, "Although we have held school competitions in previous years, faculty and staff did not participate. This was just applied for this year. It is more like an entertainment competition than a serious competition."
"So that's how it is. It sounds interesting." Bai Jing looked around and asked casually, "The teacher group should be voluntary, right? Has any teacher signed up?"
The student union members said a list of names.
Bai Jing was not surprised not to hear Jiang Ziqian's name. After all, that person was not the kind of person who liked to join in the fun.
It would have been more surprising to hear his name.
The student union students here continued.
"…As for the student list, the initial plan is to conduct a popularity vote on the bulletin board after the competition begins. The top few players will form a team. If they are unwilling to participate, or have other things to do, they will be moved down one place."
Bai Jing nodded to show that she understood.
I went back and told the contestants in my class about this.
"We're going to play against those teachers?" A classmate touched his chin. "Are we really going to play seriously? We're not going to win by a large margin, are we? Should we let them off a bit? What if they sprain their backs?"
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"Go, go, if you really want to participate in the competition, you must give it your all," another classmate hooked his shoulder and said with a smile, "Besides, there will still be a popularity vote. I guess we have no chance, so don't worry about it."
On the other side, Lu Liang felt a little regretful.
"What a pity! If the teachers also voted, it would definitely be more interesting, right?"
As soon as he said this, everyone present thought of Jiang Ziqian at the same time.
If it were an election, needless to say, he would have a seat.
...Although the professor looks a little cold and many people don't dare to say it, he is really popular among students.
It is really hard to imagine letting Professor Jiang, who is usually meticulous, cool and calm, play in the game and cooperate with his teammates!
The next day, Bai Jing went to the office when she had no classes.
Firstly, I wanted to find Jiang Ziqian to confirm the weekend time, and secondly, I could also ask him about the problem that I was distracted in class and still couldn’t understand after reading the book after class.
After all the problems were solved, Bai Jing lightly ticked the question on the book, closed the book, and thanked the man with a smile.
There happened to be no other teachers in the office at that moment. Bai Jing was about to ask something else when the phone on the desk suddenly rang.
Jiang Ziqian stepped forward to answer the phone. There was not much expression on his handsome face, and he responded a few times in a cold voice.
Bai Jing was free anyway, so she naturally looked over there, and then she saw the man frowning very slightly.
"... Got it. I'll go over now."
Bai Jing saw that he must have something urgent to deal with, so she nodded sensibly, put the several books on the table into her schoolbag quickly and neatly, looked up and smiled at him, and said that she would leave first.
It was still early, so she didn't need to go to Jiang Han's place today, and it wasn't her shift at the radio station, so she just went straight back to the dormitory.
When she came back, there was no one in the dormitory. Bai Jing hummed a modern song while taking books and exercises out of her backpack.
I wasn't paying attention, my hand slipped, and the things fell to the ground.
Bai Jing squatted down to pick them up. Just as she picked up all the ones on top, she found an extra notebook.
It wasn't hers, but it looked familiar.
By the way, isn’t this the book that she wanted to snatch last time but failed?
Bai Jing reached out and picked up the notebook. Looking at the clean and neat cover, she felt a little complicated for a moment.
…I wanted to grab it before but failed to get it, and now I brought it back without noticing.
Although she was still very curious about the contents, thinking of Jiang Ziqian's insistence on not letting her read it, she sighed lightly and placed the notebook in a conspicuous place next to her, reminding herself to return it later.
Bai Jing indeed thought so.
When I was pulling out the reference book below, I accidentally brought the notebook with me, and it fell to the ground with a bang.
Bai Jing quickly bent down and prepared to pick up the notebook.
I never expected that the laptop was open when it fell to the ground.
It was exactly the page she wanted to see earlier.
The facial features of the woman in the painting are quite beautiful, and the sharp brushstrokes seem to be just a few random strokes, but they bring out a sense of softness and warmth.
Her eyes were curved, with a bright glow in them, and a hint of smile on her lips.
Bai Jing maintained her posture without changing, looking at the person in the painting who was clearly herself, and felt as if her brain had short-circuited for a moment.
So what he drew was...really her?
Although she had guessed it in her mind, when this fact was really put in front of her, Bai Jing still felt her heart pounding and she couldn't suppress it at all.
His face suddenly turned red.
She pursed her lips slightly, came back to her senses, reached out to pick up the notebook, her heart still beating heavy and fast.
Even though she was careless, she had already seen it.
Looking once is the same as looking twice, so why not just... look a few more times?
Thinking of this, Bai Jing shifted her gaze to the painting again.
Although we can see ourselves in the mirror every day, seeing ourselves in other people’s paintings is very different from looking in the mirror.
It's even different from looking at detailed photos.
As your fingertips trace along the brush strokes, you can vaguely feel what the person was feeling at the time and what kind of mood he was in when he painted this picture.
So, this is how I am in his eyes?
Bai Jing was a little distracted again.
It was not until her roommate came back to the dormitory and heard the door open that she suddenly came to her senses. Her hands moved quickly and she closed the notebook with a snap.
Her reaction was a bit too big, and her roommate felt it was a little strange, so she looked over here.
Because Bai Jing had her back to this side, her roommate couldn't see the expression on her face.
I just thought that maybe I had finished the test, so I was a little excited.
But if she walked around to Bai Jing and took a look at her, she would find that Bai Jing's face was very red, which was very different from usual.
Bai Jing calmed her heartbeat a little, and then saw her roommate going to take a shower. She picked up her notebook and went out, pretending nothing had happened, and quietly returned the things to the office.
On the way back, my face was still a little hot, and the painting kept turning over and over in my mind.
...How about going to the playground and running a couple of laps?
Bai Jing was thinking this one second ago, and had already taken a step forward the next second.
But when she just got there, she saw Lu Liang practicing with his classmates. When he saw Bai Jing coming over, he waved excitedly.
"Sister Jing!"
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