The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

Institute, laboratory.

Kong Wenhan walked over to Xu Zhe and handed over a document:

"Senior brother, you can speak German, help me see how to translate it here?"

Xu Zhe was debugging the instrument, but he didn't lift his head when he heard the words:

"German? Why didn't you find Zhijin?"

He spent a year at the Feino Lab in Cyprus, and no one in the lab knew better than him.

Kong Wenhan twitched the corners of his mouth and lowered his voice:

"How dare I! Senior Brother Xu Zhe, don't you feel it? Senior Brother Shen is in a particularly bad mood in recent days!"

Shen Zhijin is arrogant and indifferent, but has always been polite and courteous to others.

But recently, I don't know what happened. His whole body was surrounded by a circle of low pressure, and even the people who brought the entire laboratory were trembling with fear, for fear of making mistakes.

Kong Wenhan didn't dare to touch bad luck at this time.

Hearing this, Xu Zhe finally stopped the movement in his hand and looked at him sideways:

"Really? You feel it too?"

He had known Shen Zhijin for so long, and he had never seen him in this state.

A boy next to him couldn't help but lean over with his probe:

"Hey, you said, is it because Gu Xuemei hasn't been here much recently?"

Gu Tingyin was chasing Shen Zhijin, and everyone in Xijing knew it.

On the side of the Courtyard, there are often opportunities to see her figure.

Sometimes it's for class, sometimes it's for dinner.

More often, she came to sketch with a drawing board on her back.

Of course, everyone knew that her drunkenness wasn't about drinking.

Xu Zhe touched his chin.

"When you say that, it seems true! Are they too busy with a lot of classes recently, so they didn't come?"

"Isn't it possible? She used to take so many classes, doesn't she still come often? And I heard from my classmates at the Academy of Fine Arts that there will be several exhibitions of master paintings in the capital this month, and the students have plenty of time!"

"Art exhibition? According to the character of taking care of schoolgirls, I should invite Zhijin to watch it together..."

"That's right. If I really like someone, how can I have time. If I want to tell you, I guess - Gu Xuemei gave up?"

"Give up? What do you mean, she doesn't pursue Zhijin anymore? No way... Gu Xuemei didn't say anything to him..."

"I know, but I know what's the use? After all, Gu Xuemei has been chasing this for a long time, but there seems to be no response from the senior brother. Which girl can stand it? I think Gu Xuemei can persist until now, it is very rare already."

Kong Wenhan was beside him, what was wrong with what he heard.

He remembered the day at the bookstore.

If senior brother doesn't like Gu Xuemei, how can...

But recently, she really didn't come much, and she didn't know what happened between the two.

Xu Zhe listened, and finally became shaken.

"...What you said is not unreasonable. Gu Xuemei is beautiful, has a good personality, and is very talented in painting. She is a proper goddess! There are so many people who like her, she really doesn't need to be in Zhijin. Hanged from an iron tree. As long as she is willing to nod her head and find someone to talk about a sweet love affair, it’s a simple matter, why bother—cough!”

He raised his eyes inadvertently, coughed violently, his face flushed red:

"Cough-cough-know-know-how did you come-cough-here?"

Shen Zhijin stood at the door,

His expression was light, and he didn't know when he arrived, let alone how much he heard.

Kong Wenhan and the others also quickly got up to say hello.

"Brother."

Is there anything more embarrassing than talking behind the back and being bumped into by the master!

Shen Zhijin had no expression on his face, nodded as before, and walked towards the laboratory.

Everyone fell silent.

It was clear that Shen Zhijin didn't say anything, not even a little extra reaction, but everyone still couldn't help but get nervous.

A layer of invisible cold breath filled the entire laboratory silently.

Needle drop is audible.

Shen Zhijin turned on the computer and called up the observation data.

However, for some reason, the rows of numbers, which were usually extremely clear and clear to him, seemed disorganized at this time.

Day 6.

Since they separated in the bookstore that day, she has not been to Xijing University again.

Is it because he didn't call her Yin Yin at her words that day, and she was angry?

But--

Shen Zhijin pursed his lips slightly.

It's not that he didn't want to, but he felt that it didn't seem like a good time.

And she didn't know how long it took him to finally regain control of his heartbeat when she laughed and called him jokingly.

This alone has occupied all his mind at the moment, how can he still care about other things.

But she never came back after that.

At this time, he finally realized that if she didn't take the initiative to come to him, then he would even have an extravagant hope to see her.

He was used to her appearing everywhere he could see from time to time, but he had never imagined such a moment.

——She disappeared from his sight, even if he waited and waited, he still couldn't see her again.

The words he heard just now kept echoing in his ears, and his hands tightened slightly.

He closed his eyes and regained his energy to look at the screen.

Ten minutes later, the cursor was still flickering in place, without moving half an inch.

There was no progress, and the familiar numbers seemed to only irritate him at the moment.

Xu Zhe quietly came over and lowered his voice.

"Cough, Zhijin, what I said just now was nonsense, don't take it to heart!"

Shen Zhijin looked at Qing Leng, as if he didn't hear it.

Xu Zhe scratched his head.

"This... Actually, let me tell you, it's not bad. In the future, Junior Sister Gu won't have to run back and forth. As for you, you can also have more time-"

Shen Zhijin suddenly stood up.

Xu Zhe was taken aback:

"Hey, Zhijin, where are you going? Things haven't been done yet!"

As Shen Zhijin walked outside, he said:

"Suddenly I remembered something, please ask for a leave of absence for me and Professor Su."

Xu Zhe looked blank, glanced at the computer, and muttered incredulously:

"Why are you so anxious that you can't even turn off the computer?"

With Shen Zhijin's behavior, this is the first time this has happened.

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but Shen Zhijin's figure had disappeared from the door.

Kong Wenhan glanced over here and tutted lightly.

It is not without reason that senior brother bought those books.

Isn't that - the biggest reason?

...

Shen Zhijin went directly to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory of Xijing Academy of Fine Arts.

He knew that she only had one class at ten o'clock in the morning, and she should be back after lunch after class.

The capital at the end of November was already very cold, and the weather was gloomy and grayish-blue.

Even in the morning, there is no warmth.

Shen Zhijin waited for a long time, and finally heard lively footsteps and conversations not far away.

His heart moved slightly, and he looked up.

At noon, the girls all came back from get out of class one after another.

They finally saw Shen Zhijin at this time, and someone whispered in surprise.

"That's... Shen Zhijin?"

He rarely comes to the Academy of Fine Arts, but he is famous in Xijing, and very few people don't recognize this face.

Shen Zhijin finally saw a more familiar face - Gu Tingyin's roommate.

When he came to see her off before, he had accidentally seen her once.

Gu Tingyin has a good relationship with her, but today, she is holding another girl next to her.

Not Gu Tingyin.

Shen Zhijin took the initiative to step forward.

Many girls around looked over, with curiosity and admiration in their eyes.

"Hello."

Shen Zhijin greeted her,

"I'm looking for Gu Tingyin."

The girl was stunned for a moment, looking rather surprised.

"Senior Shen, don't you know, she has an appointment with someone to see Zong Pei's art exhibition today! I thought that person was you—"

She realized something and suddenly stopped.

Shen Zhijin's hand in the pocket of his coat tightened slightly.

The tickets for the two art exhibitions were gradually creased by him.

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