In the afternoon, He Minjun was walking on the road to the North Gate.
She turned her head to glance at the two people next to her, who were chatting casually and intimately!
Intimately, of course, was only her subjective perspective.
There was so distance between Jiang Nian and Zhao Yiqiu, apart from the fact they often sat together while going up the mountain, helping each other out.
Children of the rivers and lakes, not bound by small formalities.
So that's why their posture was casual.
As for being intimate, neither of them actually felt it.
It was just that Jiang Nian was curious about her, and she treated Jiang Nian as the boss's wife. One asked everything, the other answered everything.
"How co you guys are so familiar?" He Minjun moved to the center, hugging Zhao Yiqiu's arm tightly.
Zhao Yiqiu felt a little uneasy, but didn't struggle. Upon hearing the question, she was about to answer but recalled what the book said.
To get along well with people around your boss, so you can make progress alongside.
"Uh, very familiar."
What book?
"66 Tips For Making Friends in the Workplace".
A small booklet she bought for five bucks at a second-hand bookstore at the door. She didn't buy "Thick Black Theory", eight bucks wasn't worth it.
Seeing her say that, Jiang Nian naturally agreed. He thought to himself, is Daoist really that interesting, forming connections so quickly?
"Indeed."
He Minjun was a bit upset after hearing this. She looked at Jiang Nian, then glanced at the indifferent Zhao Yiqiu.
"Clearly, I ca first."
Jiang Nian: "Huh?"
Zhao Yiqiu: "???
He Minjun continued to laboriously explain, "I t Qiuqiu first, and I t you first too, right?"
"What gibberish are you talking about?" Jiang Nian looked baffled, wondering if this person was a fool?
"I'm hungry, where's the food?"
"Oh, oh, it's just ahead." Although He Minjun was clumsy, she hadn't forgotten the main task, "I'll treat you both to a al!"
Zhao Yiqiu couldn't help feeling happy at these words.
"Sure, sure."
Daoist, try to be more reserved.
Jiang Nian was puzzled, Xu Shuang wasn't a stingy person. Daoist's reaction seed like she hadn't eaten before.
The three of them arrived at the little restaurant, he turned to look at Zhao Yiqiu who was waiting to start eating while He Minjun went to order dishes.
"Ahem, Brother Zhao."
"Brother Jiang."
"No, I have so doubts." Jiang Nian quickly voiced his questions bluntly.
Zhao Yiqiu was stunned for a mont, then pondered and said.
"What's it got to do with having money?"
"Huh?"
"Eating is just pure happiness," Zhao Yiqiu said, "but my money does have other uses."
"Like what?" Jiang Nian hesitantly asked.
She said seriously, "Going to university."
Jiang Nian: "...."
Great, it was pointless asking. Unexpected, yet sowhat reasonable, originally thought there were so secrets.
"For soone like you who does well in studies, it's sothing you can't understand." Zhao Yiqiu suddenly sighed, feeling lancholic.
Jiang Nian: "???
Understand what?
"I heard that universities have scholarships," she said, "I don't study well and can't get them."
"Although I can compete for financial aid, if the boss has so work, I inevitably need to take leave and skip class."
Jiang Nian was taken aback. Daoist's planning was flawless, already considering future issues.
"This... you won't need to worry about that."
"Why?"
"Because you can't get the aid, Xu Shuang will compensate you," he said, "won't let you suffer losses."
"Thank you." Zhao Yiqiu nodded.
Jiang Nian: "???"
No, why thank ? He started doubting himself if he had a mory lapse, feeling like he hadn't said anything before.
Zhao Yiqiu smiled, thinking to herself that the five bucks spent was really worth it.
Even the aid was sorted out.
After a while, He Minjun humd and returned. Seeing the two chatting, she felt incredibly envious.
"I'm good, you guys don't need to look at ."
Jiang Nian turned his head, looking puzzled.
"No one is looking at you."
He Minjun: "...."
She looked down at the tabletop, tears welling up in her heart. Didn't anyone care, was she that miserable?
Got ntr twice!
Zhao Yiqiu, being obtuse, didn't notice He Minjun's inner turmoil, her eyes darting around.
"Has the food arrived?"
"Is the pork belly with preserved veggies for our table?"
Dammit.
Jiang Nian, with a thick skin for over ten years, for the first ti felt embarrassed. Daoist was indeed interesting, who told her to go to school?
"Ahem, it's not for our table."
"Alright then."
...
At the dinner with three people, Zhao Yiqiu eagerly awaited to eat. He Minjun felt sad, and Jiang Nian felt a bit numb.
During the al, Jiang Nian looked at He Minjun.
"What did you score this ti?"
"608." He Minjun's expression instantly brightened, "It's my best result ever."
"That's great, very impressive." Jiang Nian nodded slightly, "Keep it up, aim higher for the college entrance exam!"
"Yeah!!" He Minjun nodded heavily.
Zhao Yiqiu got up, holding the rice bowl to get more.
He Minjun was used to this roommate, who was extrely serious about eating and ate more than guys.
"Hey, by the way."
Jiang Nian looked up, "What's up?"
"What did you score? You don't have to say it all," He Minjun stopped him with her hand, "I can guess."
"You just need to nod or shake your head."
Jiang Nian nodded.
He Minjun said, "660?"
He shook his head.
Zhao Yiqiu returned with a bowl of rice, glancing at the two playing gas, then hesitated before asking Jiang Nian.
"Do you want so more rice?"
Jiang Nian nodded.
He Minjun, stunned by this, also stalled a little. After a while, she tried another guess.
"Lower than six hundred and sixty?"
Jiang Nian shook his head.
"Greater... Greater than?" He Minjun was almost dizzy, speaking with a bit of stuttering, hadn't she alone made progress?
Most people in the class perford poorly, yet she thought...
"Then 670?"
Jiang Nian shook his head, feeling too lazy to play the number ga, "I scored 682 this ti, not too bad."
"8?" He Minjun nearly dropped her jaw on the table.
Zhao Yiqiu got up again to get more rice, filled the big bowl, Daoist casually added so for Jiang Nian as well.
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