Ji Nian looked up.
It was a quite handsome man with a three-seven-parted hairstyle. His red spiky hair covered his eyebrow with a stud. He had deep eye sockets, and the look in his eyes as he looked over carried a hint of scrutiny. His facial features were sharply angular, exuding a strong sense of aggression.
[He looks quite hot, but it's a pity he called me a midget. Hehe.]
The words of apology were instantly swallowed back.
Moreover, she was just standing there quietly scanning the codes. It seemed that he was the one who bumped into her, right?
Ji Nian didn't respond. She lowered her head and browsed through the drinks on her phone screen, looking aloof and ignoring him.
Seeing that this little midget ignored him, Wei Junze raised an eyebrow.
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
He took a step forward, bent down to look at Ji Nian at eye level, and met her eyes.
Ji Nian looked up fearlessly: "You're talking to me?"
"Sorry, it's too low here. Your voice can't reach me."
Oh, so she didn't like him calling her a midget.
Seeing Ji Nian arguing with him, different from those who couldn't move their eyes once they saw his face, and what's more, she was beautiful and his type, he got a bit interested and wanted to keep teasing her.
But before he could say anything, he heard someone calling him from the other side: "Wei Junze! What are you doing? Come back and rehearse!"
Wei Junze let out a soft "tut", straightened up, and flicked his crimson hair.
"If you don't like 'little midget', how about changing the title? Add me on WeChat and let's discuss it?"
He waved his phone in front of Ji Nian, looking completely unserious.
Ji Nian bent down to pick up all the bottles of drinks that had been dispensed from the vending machine, walked past him without even glancing at him, and said, "Sorry, I use QQ."
Wei Junze was stunned.
He watched helplessly as Ji Nian walked away, with surprisingly fast legs.
Just then, someone over there urged him again. He tilted his head and smiled. His snow-white teeth glinted menacingly.
"This kid is quite interesting."
...
"Hey? You went to buy drinks."
"How much of the lyrics have you written?"
Shen Qingtang took the things from her arms and asked.
Ji Nian looked at the blank draft paper in her hand: "...It's all that red pepper's fault."
"Huh? What pepper?"
Ji Nian waved her hand: "It's nothing, nothing."
Over there, Lu Jinghuai, who was sitting upright on the surface but actually twirling his pen in various ways under the cover of the table, looked up.
When Ji Nian came over to sit down, he suddenly smelled a faint scent of perfume, very light, as if someone had accidentally rubbed against her.
His silver-grey eyes narrowed slightly.
Ji Nian turned her head and saw Lu Jinghuai looking at her: "Little Prince, how much have you written?"
Lu Jinghuai moved over here and sniffed gently.
Sure enough.
There was a smell of some stray dog from somewhere.
"I haven't written anything yet."
He showed Ji Nian his blank draft paper.
Seeing that he had made no progress either, Ji Nian relaxed a bit.
As long as she wasn't the last one.
Lu Jinghuai tilted his head towards her and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen?"
Ji Nian wasn't surprised by his perceptiveness for the first time.
"Oh, it's okay. It's just an episode. Not worth mentioning."
Lu Jinghuai lowered his eyes.
Not worth mentioning, yet she still smelled like the other person?
He thought Chen Mo had come?
But seeing Ji Nian's reaction, it probably wasn't him.
Watching the two of them with their heads almost touching over there, Xiang Wan whispered to Shen Qingtang beside her, "Are they in a relationship?"
Yang Xinyu, who was scratching his head over there, heard this and suddenly widened his eyes.
What!?
Fortunately, Shen Qingtang shook her head: "No, they aren't."
"Oh~"
Xiang Wan nodded, still a bit confused in her eyes. But they really looked like they were in a relationship.
Over there, Yang Xinyu relaxed completely and let out a sigh of relief.
Scared him to death.
How could he allow himself not to know such a big thing as the boss falling in love?
The others were practicing their musical instruments to get a feel for it.
Ji Nian was wearing headphones, listening to pop songs and singing along to get a feel for singing. From time to time, she would look up at Lu Jinghuai who was playing the piano over there.
His fingers were very flexible. With just a few presses on the keys, a beautiful and smooth melody flowed out.
Yang Xinyu had also learned a little piano and said with admiration in his eyes, "You're amazing, bro. How many years have you been practicing?"
Hearing Lu Jinghuai reply politely, "I've been playing since I was five years old until now."
Yang Xinyu gave him a thumbs up: "You really love the piano."
Lu Jinghuai lowered his head and smiled: "Not really."
"Practicing the piano is to lull an insomniac to sleep,"
As he said this, Ji Nian, who was wearing one earphone, somehow remembered something from many years ago.
Once she couldn't sleep at night, and Lu Jinghuai called her and played the piano for her across the ocean.
It was so unforgettable.
Thanks to that piano sound, she got the inspiration to figure out how to treat her father's illness.
Actually, Ji Tingzhou should give Lu Jinghuai some money.
Seeing her in a daze, Shen Qingtang: "…"
It was obvious who Lu Jinghuai was talking about.
Thinking about writing the lyrics, in the laboratory, Ji Nian still hummed songs from time to time, thinking about how to write the lyrics.
Bruce and John Qiao glanced at each other.
The teacher was in a good mood.
The plan to save Ji Tingzhou was over, but these two still refused to leave.
Especially John Qiao. His side in Country O urged him at least eight hundred times a year, but he just wouldn't go back.
What a joke. Leaving aside the teacher's teachings, if he went back, he'd have to ship the konjac jelly. How expensive the international shipping fee would be.
"Teacher, you know what? The other day, Chen's did a customer survey, and there was a very interesting thing."
"Huh?"
Ji Nian turned her head.
Bruce took the odd jobs from her hands and said, "Among the big customers, many people reported that after using some of the potions, they saw a fierce little yellow chicken. They were either pecked or flapped at. But there was also an unnamed Madam Yu who said that the little yellow chicken she saw was very cute."
The so - called big customers were actually a very small group because the special potions ordered by this group were all made by Ji Nian herself, not on the assembly line.
Of course, the price was also very, very, very expensive.
Ji Nian initially just laughed it off when she heard this joke.
Then she reacted: "...Ah."
She finally knew where the well - known chicken - themed image of herself came from.
Bruce was very interested. He injected himself with a non - lethal poison and then asked Ji Nian to make an antidote for him.
When Bruce woke up, his first words were: "Oh, my God..."
"There really is a little yellow chicken."
A flap of its wing gave him a big slap, and Bruce woke up immediately.
Ji Nian: "…?"
Then John Qiao also tried it and said the same thing as Bruce.
Except that he wasn't woken up by a flap of the wing but by a scratch of the claws.
Ji Nian was stunned.
Well, it's okay.
Just think of it as a watermark.
But she was still a bit curious. She wrote it down in her notebook to study it later. With a test tube in her right hand, she picked up a pen with her free left hand and casually wrote down this incident.
