Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

Yan Jing pondered for a while, then finally shook her head and said, "I don't know."

In fact, everyone knows it well, it’s not that she doesn’t know, she just doesn’t want to make up for me by making things worse at this kind of juncture, but if the words are too complete and the final facts are not like that, it is tantamount to giving me falsehood hope.Yan Jing is very smart, so she chose a compromise.

I didn't want to seek comfort from others. No matter how hard or difficult the path I chose, I had to walk on my own. It seemed a bit difficult to involve innocent people.

"I hope the school won't be so heartless." He loosened Yan Jing's hand, grabbed the packed schoolbag and hung it on his shoulder, announcing the end of the conversation, "Okay, I'm going to class now."

Unexpectedly, Yan Jing grabbed my arm and blurted out: "Let me accompany you to class!"

"Are you accompanying me?" I didn't understand Yan Jing's intention for a while, "Why are you accompanying me to finance class?"

"I...I want to..." Yan Jing faltered for a long time, her small face was flushed, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, but her hands were still holding me tightly, "I think if someone accompanied me Those people should not talk about you so blatantly."

I opened my mouth in surprise: "You want to be a shield for me?"

"I just want to do something for you." Yan Jing's voice was small, with the meaning of an uncertain consultation.

I seemed to understand something, and smiled helplessly: "I don't want to involve more people in, I am very grateful that you don't want to scoff at me like others, but you should at least let yourself act as a passerby who stays out of it, You're not supposed to wade through this muddy water."

Yan Jing suddenly raised her head and looked at me, her eyes were already a little red, she choked up and said, "I just don't want to see you being overwhelmed by those bastards' public opinion, I..."

"That's enough..." I couldn't help but hugged Yan Jing's thin shoulders, and I admitted that I was moved, "It's enough to have your words, don't do anything for me, I should be grateful for this alone."

"Ruan Jitong, I..." Yan Jing obviously has something else to say to me, but I really feel that this is enough, no matter how much it is good or bad, I can't bear it , so I stopped her in time: "Yan Jing, you underestimate me, I am not so easily defeated by a few out-of-the-box public opinion."

"Yeah." Yan Jing was nodding, brushing my face with her hair on the sideburns, she hugged me heavily and then pushed me away, with a confident smile on her face again, "Go, you should be late. "

"it is good."

You don't need any fancy language in front of people who understand you. I have to say that Yan Jing made me more courageous to go to the next execution ground.

The class of "Trust and Lease" is similar to the class of "Engineering Mechanics" just now. Almost everyone followed me with an extremely strange look, and some even ran to the class during the 5-minute break. He came up to me and sneered at me.

I just acted as if I didn’t hear anything, and was reviewing what the teacher said just now. I knew very well that if I paid attention to it, it would only make those people more motivated. “Turning a deaf ear” is definitely the best way to avoid trouble. It's best not to even lift your eyelids.

Under my self-hypnosis, which is getting better Time to review digestion.

What I didn't expect was that people from the school found me so quickly. I was stopped when I walked out of the classroom. I knew her, the director of the school's academic affairs office.

"Director Zhang, what can I do for you?" I tried my best to maintain a smile on my face and greeted him proactively.

Director Zhang frowned and helped her slipped glasses, and straightforwardly explained the reason for her visit: "Student Ruan Jitong, I'm here to tell you that you don't have to come to school for class from tomorrow."

Although I was mentally prepared, I couldn't help but tremble: "The school plans to expel me?"

"No, there is no conclusion on this point yet. The school will temporarily set up a discussion group for your situation, and the final result will be announced in a week." Director Zhang's tone was very businesslike, "So, before this, in order to ensure that the school You don’t have to come in the normal order of teaching.”

"Okay, I get it." My hands were clenched into fists, and I had to hold back so that I didn't get mad in the public.

Director Zhang gave me a last indifferent look, turned around and left without saying anything.

The crowd of onlookers also gradually dispersed, and some people blew cheerful whistles when they passed me, as if they were celebrating in advance that they would no longer have to see me at school from tomorrow.

I don't know how I walked to the school gate with difficulty under everyone's malicious gaze. My steps are so heavy that I have to do my best every step I take.

The weather in City B at the end of October was already very cold, and the wind blew on my face like a slap in the face, but no matter how cold or painful it was, it was not as painful as when I was told not to come to school just now. The right to study, such an understatement trampled my dignity to nothing.

I hail a taxi casually, and after getting in, even the driver uncle watched me quietly through the rearview mirror. Is the spread of this incident really so exaggerated?

Instead, I laughed, and after reporting the address of Yushen Creative, I started to close my eyes and meditate. The eyes belong to someone else. If he wants to see you, can he reach out and cover him?

This half day was really exhausting, I fell asleep in the car just like that, and was woken up by the uncle driver howling.

I paid the money and got out of the car, and walked straight to the office building where Yushen’s creativity is located. Before I came, I expected to meet the paparazzi downstairs, but I still couldn’t help thinking about it. Anyway, it’s already been exposed. What else do I have? Scared?

Sure enough, before I entered the lobby on the first floor of the office building, many paparazzi spotted me and rushed towards me. Numerous cameras were aimed at my face. The flash was very dazzling. I subconsciously reached out to block it but was caught by the paparazzi. They mistakenly thought that I wanted to escape and couldn't help but surrounded me even more tightly.

After finally catching one of the parties, they all seemed a little excited, asking all kinds of tricky and harsh questions, I didn't intend to answer a word, and desperately wanted to get out.

Fortunately, this place belongs to a high-end commercial area, and the security work is very good. Otherwise, these paparazzi would not have to squat downstairs. Soon, some security guards discovered the commotion here, and rushed over to evacuate the crowd to avoid causing trouble. block.

The encirclement of paparazzi was quickly torn open by the conscientious security uncles. I took the opportunity to get out and wanted to rush into the office building. As long as I entered the lobby, I was temporarily safe. Song Yu must have called the security guards downstairs. You can't let the paparazzi in after saying hello, so the high property management fee is not for nothing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got out of the tiger's den, I entered the wolf's den again. Before I stepped in, I was dragged out from behind by the collar.

"This is not something you can enter if you want, do you have a pass?" The person blocking me was also in a security uniform, looking businesslike.

I was already very angry at being squeezed, so my tone of voice was not much better. I blocked the security guard and grabbed my hand tightly, and yelled at him with wide eyes: "You didn't recognize that I am the leader of today. Is it one of the protagonists of the headlines? Song Yu, the boss of Shibalou Yushen Creative, is my husband, so I never need to show any pass to enter here!"

The middle-aged security guard was taken aback by my yelling, so I didn't bother to talk about it anymore, I just pushed him away and rushed inside, then quickly got into the elevator and pressed the floor, and then pressed and closed the door desperately to prevent anyone from chasing up.

I have been to Yushen Creative too many times, but never has the atmosphere been as weird as this time. Everyone turned their eyes out of the window the moment they saw me, or stared at the computer screen in front of them. Completely treat me like air does not exist.

The door of Song Yu's office was closed tightly, and even the shutters were closed, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

I had no choice but to move to Rita's side and bump her shoulder so she wouldn't pretend not to see me: "Sister Rita, who's in there?"

I called the roll call, and Rita couldn't pretend not to hear. After saying "ah", she finally turned her gaze from a Word interface that was opened temporarily to me, and stammered, "Okay...it seems to be better than ...Compared to Boss Ye."

"Uncle?" I whispered.

"Uncle?" Unexpectedly, Rita heard it, "What uncle?"

I really wish I could slap myself, the relationship between Song Yu and Ye Qinyuan has been kept secret all the time, even Song Mi doesn't know about it, if their relationship is also exposed, it will be even more lively.

He hurriedly explained: "I just want to say...it's him? What are you talking about before I finish my sentence? Biyang is Yushen's most creative client, be careful if you offend him Song Yu will fire you squid."

Rita, who has always been careless, was indeed intimidated by me, clutching her chest in horror: "Tongtong should say a few more good words for me in front of Mr. Song."

"Me?" I shook my head inscrutablely, "Song Yu has always been arbitrary in official affairs, and my words don't work."

"But you are such a close relationship, for sure..." Rita consciously shut up halfway through her words, and her eyes began to shift to other places.

Seeing Rita being so careful made me feel better after I was in a bad mood, I grabbed her shoulder and put it on her ear and smiled triumphantly: "If you have the eyes to see the relationship between me and Song Yu close."

Gossip is a woman's nature. Seeing that I was so relaxed, Rita couldn't help but relax her tense nerves. She hooked my waist and asked furtively, "Then those reports are all true?"

I thought about it, although I don't care what other people think, but since people have asked, I should explain a little bit, so I whispered to Rita's ear: "Except that Song Yu and I are indeed in a relationship. Pure nonsense, sister Rita can't get along with other people."

"It's natural!" Rita assured me, patted her chest, "I knew those reports were made up when I saw them. How could Mr. Song and Tongtong be that kind of people!"

"Of course." I thought it was funny, and held back, "I'll ask Song Yu to give you more bonuses this month."

"Really?" Someone got a little carried away.

I finally couldn't hold back my laughter: "Reward sister Rita for being so knowledgeable about current affairs."

"But then again..." Rita thought about it and added, "Actually, I should have seen that you have an unusual relationship with Mr. Song..."

I couldn't laugh anymore, is it really so obvious? "How to say?"

Rita stared at the ceiling and thought carefully, and told me solemnly: "Whether I should have seen it long ago or not, I really think you should be together. To use an idiom to describe it is... yes , a match made in heaven! Absolutely!"

I was so moved that I hugged Rita out of human instinct, put my chin on her shoulder, and thanked her in a low voice: "Honey, do you know how much I love you? You are one of the few people who choose to support us, thank you so much! Thank you!"

"Fool, those people talk nonsense without understanding, you don't need to pay attention at all." Rita patted my back to soothe my wounded heart, "Just do what you think is right."

"Yeah." I nodded desperately.

"Also..." Rita held my shoulders and pushed me to half an arm's length away. She squeezed her nose and eyes and made a funny expression, "Come on!"

"Will do."

2015-02-08