35 Chapter 35

◎Didn’t smile at me◎

“You want me to be happy?”

In the distance, Shen Lie was chatting with the boss he met at the hotel. The other person was a little older, over fifty. He was talking to people, and his gestures were mature and calm. Instead, he took the initiative, and the other party's every word and smile followed his rhythm. It was the same at that dinner, as if he was born to belong to this niche.

Perhaps feeling the gaze, Shen Lie suddenly raised his eyes and looked over. His dark eyes were like a deep lake with no bottom to explore. He was really elusive.

Just for a moment, the sight was withdrawn, like a gust of wind that ended without a problem.

Chen Jing'an frowned slightly and asked Ji Hong: "Are you sure you are talking about Shen Lie? Ji Zhu should not make such a joke next time."

It's like teasing a bird. If you really want to please the bird, you should open the bird cage, but It's not just teasing melon seeds through the net, it's just a matter of leisure and fun for myself.

It's hard to say that it makes her happy.

Ji Hong gave a dry smile.

I can't blame Chen Jing'an for not believing it. What happened before is still there. He lowered his head and smelled the jasmine flowers in the basket. No matter what, the fragrance of the flowers was real.

—The

business trip is over and the group returns.

Shen Lie still had work, so he asked Ji Hong to send Chen Jing'an back to Qianwan first. She originally wanted to go back to school directly, but she bought a lot of things during the trip in the past few days, plus Shen Lie's luggage, so she came back first.

Entering the door, Chen Jing'an saw that there was a fish tank, an ecological tank, dead trees, water plants, and mossy pebbles in the living room. The design was very unique, like a corner of a forest, and it looked full of life.

Ji Hong stared at the fish tank for a long time and sighed: "It's okay, it's all alive."

"What's alive?" she asked.

"Yu, Miss Chen, come here and take a look." Ji Hong called her over.

"Are there any fish?"

"Look carefully."

Chen Jing'an lowered his body and searched behind the leaves of the soft water plants. He looked patiently for a long time and saw a small silver-white fish swimming out from behind the water plants, the size of a little finger, and then There are more and smaller ones hidden behind the pebbles. If you look closely, you can see a few small shrimps with transparent bodies.

It was in a small plastic bucket. She thought Shen Lie had people dump it back into the river, transport it back from there, more than a thousand kilometers away, and then buy an ecological fish tank that was too big for them.

"Not one of them died." Ji Hong counted them carefully. Not one of the five died in battle, and his career was temporarily saved.

Chen Jing'an didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, he said: "They are used to living in the river. If they are kept like this, they may die."

"I was worried about this at first, but now it seems not. They are all alive and well." Ji Hongqing Pulling down the tank wall, "Maybe they thought they were in the river."

After all, this place is too big for them.

With the fish tank placed like this, Chen Jing'an became more and more accustomed to its existence. Occasionally, she would think of that night when Shen Lie asked her to swim back, then turned around and carried her up the stone stairs. She was carrying a small plastic bucket, and the water kept following her movements. Sloshing, the sound of water almost covered up all sounds.

The editing of "The King's Unarmor" has finally been completed. It has been revised and revised many times. The staff uploaded it to several major platforms. The director sent out red envelopes in the work group the night before. The staff guessed the number of likes and views after uploading, claiming that it must be a big hit. The director He threatened to lose 10 pounds with over 10 million views, and was soon screenshotted. He wanted to wait until the day when it actually happened, and it would be revealed as irrefutable proof.

The atmosphere in the group is very good, and we are waiting for the hard work during this period to bear fruit.

After the video was posted, the first people to see it were the people around me. Seniors and teachers and friends took the initiative to help promote it, and the circle of friends almost filled the screen.

The voices of praise came to her face. The seniors really praised her a little too much, so Zhou Zhengqing waved her hands and told them not to exaggerate. Praising her would only make Chen Jing'an too complacent. She still had a lot of room for growth.

The seniors joked: "Mr. Zhou doesn't want us to praise him. He just wants to praise himself. That's all. Who makes Mr. Zhou the human teacher?"

Chen Jing'an actually doesn't have much sense of reality. The part she is responsible for has been completed and she has done her best. Try your best, the final result is not that important anymore. Looking at the message in the group, it said that the number of views that day had exceeded one million. She put down her mobile phone and continued to attend class. Ruan Ling gave a thumbs up and suggested that she find a Taoist temple to practice meditation. She was glad that she was so abstinent. It is no longer suitable for this world.

"I think I'm not that suitable."

"How could it be? No one

is more suitable than you!" Chen Jing'an held her chin in one hand and smiled: "Because I have had thoughts of killing, and now I want to know whether you are suitable for steaming or braised?"

"Damn it, you tell me I'm hungry. Let's go to Nan Canteen today. There seems to be braised pork today." Ruan Ling was used to Chen Jing'an's occasional cold jokes .

When the video is posted on the platform, everyone can see it, including Shen Lie.

Compared with the rough cut version, what you see is more exquisite, every frame and painting has a unique flavor, the drumbeat and the sound of pipa complement each other. Before committing suicide, "Yu Ji" dances with pipa in hand, her black hair flying around her skirt, as if she will become a feather in the next moment. Feixian, after dancing, the music slowed down, she suddenly stopped, her face was half covered by the pipa, her eyes were full of tears, but she was about to fall. In the end, she just smiled, then drew her sword and killed herself...

One day after this was posted, I liked it Thousands of comments.

"Sisters, let me watch it a hundred million times again, it's really shocking!"

"At this moment, I really feel that the national pride has reached its peak, the folk music is really amazing!!!"

"It's really hard to imagine what it would be like to listen to it live. , I can’t help but kneel down now.”

“Suddenly I really want my daughter to learn it. It’s so touching.”

“Does anyone know Miss Yu Ji’s account? Help, she’s really nice and gentle. I have every reason to believe that Yu Ji is like this!"

"It seems not, there is no @ in the video. Look at the comments below, it seems that the lady is still a student at the Conservatory of Music?"

"Is she still too good? "

I'm confident that no one will object to calling me wife?"

Shen Lie looked through them one by one. This feeling was strange. These people had never seen her limbs covered with bruises, and they would not know that she was sprained and swollen. Ankle... He witnessed the whole process of her breaking out of the cocoon with his own eyes. Now that the butterfly flaps its wings, her beauty is seen by more people. He can't tell whether he feels comfortable or uncomfortable.

What was clear was that this feeling of being coveted made him very unhappy.

Shen Lie called Ji Hong and asked if the calligraphy and paintings that Shen Xiaocheng had sent to be handed over to Zhou Zhengqing were not needed. Ji Hong knew that calligraphy and paintings were valuable and did not dare to neglect them. He originally thought of sending them over in person because he had something to do for the time being. There was time to send it.

"No need to send it."

"Bring it here, I will send it to you personally."

Zhou Zhengqing returned to school after the operation and resumed his normal teaching work. At this time, he was at school, and he was a little surprised when he heard that Shen Lie was coming over the phone. Last time He hasn't thanked her properly for the surgery, and we haven't seen him a few times since.

"Your second uncle is a careful person. I just mentioned it casually some time ago, but he actually delivered it to me." Zhou Zhengqing poured a glass of water and handed it over, "I'd like you to make a special trip."

"No need to worry, it's easy ." " You have a good relationship with my second uncle. If you have anything to say, I haven't thanked you for the last surgery. Let 's

have a meal together today."

"There is nothing that should or should not be done. You are a good boy. I am afraid that you will be too busy and have other arrangements."

Shen Lie smiled and said that there were indeed other arrangements for the evening. Zhou Zhengqing did not force it and opened the calligraphy and painting to chat with him for a few words. , Shen Lie's attention fell on the photo wall on the wall, most of which were photos of Zhou Zhengqing and his apprentices. He glanced over and saw a photo of Chen Jing'an and Zhou Zhengqing.

He looks about eighteen years old, holding the pipa tightly, with long straight black hair, curved lips and a smile. His facial features are still a bit childish, his skin is still fair, and his lips are red and teeth are white.

"I think I met this one last time when I accompanied my second uncle to the National Theater to listen to a performance."

"Jing'an, my little apprentice, you met me in the ward last time," Zhou Zhengqing couldn't help but blush when talking about his beloved apprentice. From the first time he met her, he felt that the two of them were destined to be masters and disciples. He had long wanted to take a back seat, but he still made an exception after seeing her performance.

He didn't know anything about what happened between the two of them.

Shen Lie held the cup, moistened his lips with water, and said calmly: "It does look familiar."

"He is also a down-to-earth and good boy. This time they filmed a piece of work and uploaded it to the Internet. Times have changed. I want to If you want to develop, you must innovate..."

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After lunch, Chen Jing'an replied to some greeting messages from his seniors. Among them, Jiang Yuda was a senior of Chen Jing'an's first batch. On the day of the freshman report, he carried his luggage upstairs and took Chen Jing'an and his mother there. In the dormitory, the two of us plus our friends kept in touch on and off.

Jiang Yuda said that he had watched the video many times, and so had his friends. He had not been back to school for a long time because he was participating in a competition. Now he is back and has brought a travel gift, so we can meet and chat.

Chen Jing'an left the teaching building after class and saw Jiang Yuda waiting downstairs, wearing white jeans and a gentle look in the breeze.

Jiang Yuda handed over the gift bag in his hand: "The place I went to happened to produce tea. There seems to be nothing else. I don't know if you like to drink it. If you don't like it, you can go back and bring it to your uncle during the holidays."

"Thank you, senior, I'm interested. "

Jiang Yuda scratched his head: "Is it too straight to give girls tea?"

Chen Jing'an smiled: "No, it's not that exaggerated."

Jiang Yuda had a good personality and answered Chen Jing'an's questions when he was in the early days of school. There were many questions about the school, including course selection and teachers' teaching level, as well as trivial matters such as the location of express delivery points and which restaurants are good nearby. Jiang Yuda answered them patiently every time, saving her a lot of trouble.

The two of them walked towards the girls' dormitory. Jiang Yuda's words of praise were too exaggerated. Chen Jing'an just felt embarrassed. He tried to change the topic several times but to no avail until they reached the downstairs of the dormitory.

"Do you have time to have dinner together tonight?" Jiang Yuda asked.

Chen Jing'an did not answer, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared when he saw the man behind him. He was tall and tall, with deep eye contours and a straight nose. His appearance was so arrogant and extremely aggressive. , his eyebrows were lowered, his eyes were straight, looking at her without any extra emotion.

The apex of the heart and pupils suddenly contracted at the same time.

"...No." Chen Jing'an quickly looked away, "I made an appointment with my friend tonight. Thank you senior for the gift. I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Jiang Yuda expressed understanding: "Okay, I hope what the senior said was not polite.

"How could it be?" "

See you next time, senior."

"Thank you, senior."

Jiang Yuda waved and left.

There is no longer any cover, the two people are facing each other, and the pressure is almost overwhelming.

When she walked over, Chen Jing'an looked back unnaturally to see if the person was gone. Her small movements caught Shen Lie's eyes. Instead, he smiled with a deep smile on his lips, acting like a humble gentleman, gentle and elegant.

"Why didn't you send a message before coming?" Chen Jing'an asked.

"What's in your hand?" Shen Lie didn't answer, his eyes fell on the gift bag. She was wearing a long white skirt with smooth fabric. He held her waist. There was no flesh and the bones were so slender that it seemed like it could be broken with just one hand. .

"The tea my senior brought back from his trip."

"Senior?" Shen Lie thought about this title.

"He is one year older than me, so he should really be called senior." Chen Jing'an didn't know what was wrong with this title.

There are many things she doesn't know, just like for hypocritical and evil people, kindness itself is a kind of original sin.

The palms of his hands were tightening, and the hot feeling was becoming more and more difficult to ignore, like a silent burning fire. Shen Lie was still smiling, his posture was lazy and casual, and he asked: "I also gave you a gift, why don't you thank me?" ?"

"I thanked her." Chen Jing'an thought that in this matter, she was still polite and considerate even if the other party was Shen Lie.

"It's not like this."

"?"

"You have neither called me senior nor smiled at me."