Chapter 117 The first time to accompany evening study
There was no live broadcast on Monday and Tuesday, so Ruan Xingmian went off work on time with everyone else.
Xu Zeqing set the working hours for the company's office staff from 8:00 a.m. to 12:00 p.m., and then from 2:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.
It conforms to what capitalists call the eight-hour system.
Ruan Xingmian made adjustments.
There is no change in the morning, but employees only need to work until five o'clock in the afternoon and leave work an hour earlier, so they don't have to squeeze with others during peak hours.
At five o'clock, she came out of the office and found someone still sitting at her workstation.
The HR staff, customer service staff, editors, and interns all stayed.
The front desk clerk was cleaning and talking quietly with the HR.
"Aren't you getting off work yet?"
As soon as she appeared, everyone put down their mice and stood up to greet her respectfully: "Ms. Ruan."
Ruan Xingmian nodded and smiled slightly: "Everyone has worked hard today."
Ruan Xingmian didn't plan to stay any longer and waste everyone's time, so she left work on time so that the employees would feel comfortable leaving the company.
Several employees watched her leave, and then they were busy with various things for another ten minutes before leaving the company one after another.
Even though I was delayed for ten minutes, I still felt a little uncomfortable when I got out of the elevator and didn't see the black night sky and neon lights.
Ruan Xingmian took the card and entered the subway station.
From here you can go directly to Gate A, which is three stops away.
Gu Xing doesn't get out of school until six o'clock.
He took her professional books away and made an appointment to take her to evening study today.
We won’t be going back for dinner tonight, we’ll just eat in the cafeteria.
Ruan Xingmian walked slowly to the door of Duxing Building. It was already five forty.
Along the way, I met many peers going to the library.
A few people who looked like fans saw her at the gate, hugged her excitedly, and then slowed down and followed her all the way.
She tied her hair into a high bun today, without any bangs, revealing her smooth and full forehead, making the beauty of her facial features more obvious.
Ruan Xingmian suddenly turned around and met the eyes of the girls behind her. They were so scared that they didn't know where to put their hands and feet and pushed and pulled each other.
The cute interaction made Ruan Xingmian couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Her originally curved eyebrows now appear even wider. When she smiles, her forehead moves slightly with the upward movement of the corners of her mouth, making her entire face brighter, with a kind of unpretentious, furry sweetness.
The girls couldn't help themselves any longer, so they walked over quickly, stuffed a few things into her hands, and disappeared like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, no one knew where they were.
Ruan Xingmian opened the extra thing in his hand and found it was a scenic postcard of University A.
There's a hand-drawn picture on the front and a cute message on the back.
——Boss Ruan, you are really great! We all like you very much.
——Come on, Boss Ruan. I like watching your videos. When will you start the live broadcast?
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Ruan Xingmian received five postcards and looked at them over and over for twenty minutes.
Until a pair of familiar brown leather shoes appeared before my eyes.
The leather shoes are made of matte calfskin, without complicated patterns, only a rounded toe and a minimalist stitching on the side.
Looking up, the khaki straight-leg pants are as straight as if they were typed out with code, with no extra wrinkles from the waist to the ankles, forming a neat connection with the shoe openings of the brown leather shoes.
The linen shirt worn underneath is a lighter shade of off-white than the windbreaker. The fabric has a natural wrinkle that sticks to the body without being soft or saggy. Instead, it feels breathable and refreshing.
The brown trench coat is the soul of the entire look. It is knee-length but not dragging. The shoulder line is cut as neatly as if measured with a ruler, and the slightly flared silhouette just creates a cool and detached feeling.
His gaze finally rested on those clear and cold eyes, yet full of love.
Ruan Xingmian looked up and blurted out unconsciously: "Gu Xing, you are so handsome."
She had been putting together this outfit for a long time, and this was the first time she tried to dress Gu Xing in a gentle and lazy color.
You know what, among all the rigid light blue and dark blue plaid shirts, Gu Xing's outfit makes him look like the protagonist from an anime, and everyone else becomes a blurred background.
"Get up first, the stool is cold."
He first picked up her bag, then pulled her into his arms, and saw the postcard in her hand that she treasured like a treasure.
Gu Xing didn't see the content of the text. He raised his eyebrows, put his arm around her waist, and the two of them followed the crowd to the cafeteria.
"It's a gift from a little fan!" Ruan Xingmian excitedly held the postcard in his hand, his tone proud and cute, "They call me Boss Ruan."
Ruan Xingmian casually mentioned in the live broadcast room, don’t call me college girl, please call me Boss Ruan.
Gu Xing couldn't help but raise his hand and straighten her collar, which was turned upside down due to her excited head shaking. He hummed, "What would Boss Ruan like to eat?"
Ruan Xingmian paused, put away the postcard, and put it in her bag, with a sweet smile on her face: "Boss Ruan wants to eat hot pot."
"good."
After eating the hot pot at 6:40, Gu Xing did not rush to the classroom. He took Ruan Xingmian's hand and went to the campus cultural and creative store. He bought five boxes of hand-painted postcards in one go, each box containing ten postcards.
Ruan Xingmian held it in his hands: "There are so many?"
There are many different ones on the counter.
Gu Xing put it away and didn't show it to her. He held her hand and quickened his pace. The class had to start at 7 o'clock and they would be late.
As soon as I reached the door of Duxing Building, I ran into Ruan Xingyue who had taken a leave.
"Why did you bring her to class?" She asked Gu Xing first, then looked at her sister with curly eyelashes: "You've been working all day, aren't you tired?"
Ruan Xingmian let go of Gu Xing's hand and moved closer to her sister. "The workload isn't heavy, sis. Where are you going? Aren't you going to class?"
Ruan Xingyue raised her hand to check the time: "Lu Tian's condition has suddenly become serious. I'll go check it out. Come on, we'll be late for class."
Ruan Xingyue walked down the stairs towards the school gate. Ruan Xingmian came back and put his hand in Gu Xing's hand: "Let's go, we're going to be late."
Gu Xing's mouth twitched slightly, and he pinched her palm lightly.
Ruan Xingmian felt particularly embarrassed when passing by the corridor where they had kissed last time.
I still feel like changing my mind at the last minute.
"Why don't I go home and study? I have to face so many of your classmates."
Gu Xing held her hand a little harder and said, "Just treat them as cabbages."
Ruan Xingmian couldn't do it and hesitated for a few minutes.
"Mianmian, I miss you all day long."
He was wearing such gentle clothes and speaking such affectionate words. How could Ruan Xingmian resist?
Bite the bullet: "Okay, let's go."
Standing at the classroom door, he stared at Qin Zhen on the podium.
Gu Xing just held his wife's hand and walked towards his camera position.
"Stop." Qin Zhen started to playfully ask, "Why don't you report that you're late?"
Their steps stopped and they were forced to stand at the door of the laboratory.
The students who were staring at the computer screen looked up at the same time when they heard the teacher's voice.
More and more eyes were focused on the two of them.
Ruan Xingmian felt like he was going to die.
The eyes were all from boys in the computer department, all wearing thick glasses, and their gazes were like rays.
When she was about to explode, Gu Xing pulled her back, stood at the door, knocked, and said loudly: "Report."
Qin Zhen nodded with satisfaction, "Please come in."
Only then did Gu Xing pull people inside.
Before he reached his seat, he heard Qin Zhen's joking voice again: "Remember to transfer your girlfriend's tuition to me privately."
Gu Xing turned to look at him and gritted his teeth.
Qin Zhen hurriedly waved him to sit down: "Okay, I'm sorry for talking too much."
The class officially started when a late student ran in. Before Qin Zhen could say anything, the entire class, except for Gu Xing and the other two, shouted in unison, "Go out and report!"
The man ran in and out, shouting reports seriously.
After he finished shouting, he realized that he had never shouted that way in his undergraduate studies. He felt that he was being tricked by his classmates, but he had no evidence.
Ruan Xingmian likes the computer lab very much. Everyone has a computer desk, just like an office workstation, and they don’t disturb each other.
You need to stand up to see what the people in the camera are doing.
Gu Xing's seat was at the very back, next to his sister and Ji Ling's camera.
There is no one here now.
Ruan Xingmian originally wanted to sit in her sister's seat.
When Qin Zhen wasn't paying attention, Gu Xing dragged him and the chair to his side, and the two of them sat close to each other.
There were only more than twenty people in the class. Qin Zhen only needed to glance at the open computer to know who was there and who was not. He didn't need to call the roll and started the class directly.
At the very back, Ruan Xingmian opened her professional books and mind mapping materials and began to review her professional courses for the first time.
If you see something interesting, take notes.
Qin Zhen's magnetic voice was transmitted to every corner through the microphone. Ruan Xingmian listened carefully to two or three sentences, as if he was listening to a heavenly book.
It didn't reach her ears at all. She read two chapters very attentively, stretched herself, and began to feel sleepy.
Gu Xing is operating the computer screen seriously.
Ruan Xingmian lay on the table, looking from his cold eyebrows to his slender fingers, which finally stopped at the colorful screen.
I don't understand it, Gu Xing is still better looking.
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