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"Mianmian, who are you waving at?"

Looking at Zhao Yimian who suddenly waved his hand, Zhou Haiwen asked suspiciously.

"Ah, ah?" Zhao Yimian, whose name was suddenly called, dodged his eyes left and right, "A friend, a friend."

Wearing a mask and peaked cap, Shen Mingchu waved to Zhao Yimian, watching her walk towards the elevator surrounded by her roommates.

Several roommates of Zhao Yimian can be said to have their own charms. Among the five people present today, Hu Yu is the petite and cute type, Zhou Haiwen is the charming and charming type, Mu Sibai is the tall and cool type, and Bi Xiumin is the gentle and gentle type. With heavy make-up and a few girls walking together, it is also a beautiful scenery.

But in Shen Mingchu's eyes, Zhao Yimian, who was dressed in a dark green long dress, was always the most eye-catching one.

Zhou Haiwen is not so easy to be fooled, she crossed her arms and looked straight at Zhao Yimian, "If there is a situation, tell me honestly, don't wait for me to torture you to extract a confession, by the way, you haven't said where you were in the morning, in your Who is that person talking next to me? Don’t tell me it’s Auntie, I’ve heard Auntie’s voice before, it’s different from that person.”

"Oh, let's talk about it later!"

Hu Yu was surprised, "Mianmian, are you really in trouble? When Haiwen said it before, I thought she was joking."

Bi Xiumin also asked curiously: "Who is it? Do we know each other?"

Zhao Yimian hesitated for a moment, then said: "...Maybe we know each other."

If she remembers correctly, Shen Mingchu should be... well-known?

"College classmate?" Zhou Haiwen asked.

"High school classmate?" Hu Yu said.

"A gay friend I met online?" Bi Xiumin analyzed.

Mu Sibai, who had been looking down at the phone, suddenly asked, "Public figure?"

Zhao Yimian suddenly turned to look at her.

There is no silver 300 taels here.

Her reaction undoubtedly meant that Mu Sibai had guessed right.

"Really?"

Hu Yu got excited. She knew that Zhao Yimian was writing a novel. During her studies, she met many people who were screenwriters in the entertainment industry, so she guessed more enthusiastically, "Is it an online writer or a screenwriter? Have you written anything, is there a movie or TV series?"

Zhou Haiwen was more courageous, "You are not in love with a celebrity, are you?"

Zhao Yimian stammered and said: "Bad, almost."

Zhou Haiwen frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.

Her tone became serious, "Mianmian, falling in love is a good thing, but falling in love with people in the entertainment industry is different. There are good and bad in this industry. I don't look down on people in the entertainment industry, but The atmosphere in this circle is really not that good, you don't have the heart, you can't play with others, don't just look at them because they look good, and then get stuck in the head."

"What do you mean when you just look at someone's good-looking parents and feel hot... Am I that superficial?"

Hu Yu patted Zhao Yimian's shoulder.

The latter looked back puzzled.

Seeing Hu Yu said to her with a serious face: "Mianmian, know yourself, you have."

Zhao Yimian: "..."

"Okay, okay, I'm at the banquet hall, I won't tell you any more!"

……

Zhao Yimian originally wanted to keep a low profile, but what she didn't know was that good-looking people are always the focus of attention.

The originally lively banquet hall, because of her entrance, even the air paused for a moment.

"Yeah, who is this, so pretty!"

As soon as he entered the door, a female classmate booed.

"Come and sit here, Mianmian! There's still a vacant seat here, big beauty, come and sit here!"

"Women's college has eighteen changes, Mianmian really looks more and more beautiful!"

After a brief pause, the atmosphere became more lively because of Zhao Yimian's appearance.

Not quite used to being the focus of the crowd, she cast a begging look at Zhou Haiwen. The latter raised her slender swan neck, walked into the meeting room gracefully, found a table that was not occupied, and sat down. Get down, and then invite others to sit down.

Zhao Yimian quickly passed through the crowd to sit beside her.

Let out a long breath.

Zhou Haiwen teased: "Why, don't you get used to it?"

Zhao Yimian refused to admit defeat, even if she was extremely nervous just now, she said stubbornly at this moment: "Why don't you adapt, after so many years, I have long been used to the troubles of beautiful women."

Hu Yu helped Bi Xiumin to sit down, and Mu Sibai also sat next to Zhao Yimian.

Five roommates occupied most of the seats at the table, and someone immediately joked: "Zhou Haiwen, your dormitory is not kind, how can you have roommates sitting together? Our college classmates finally got together and agreed to mix boys and girls. Sit."

The person who spoke was a boy in a suit and tie who looked like he was buying insurance.

Zhou Haiwen rolled her eyes, "When did you say that, why don't I know?"

Seeing other people coming in, she greeted immediately: "Come and sit, come and sit, I'm hungry, the sooner the seats are full, let's eat earlier."

Several classmates sat down under her greeting.

There are nearly forty people who came to participate in the class reunion today, accounting for more than half of all their college classmates.

Among them, the people in Zhao Yimian's dormitory came most neatly, and the people in other dormitories were scattered. There were three or four more people, and only one person was the least. Among them, there were more boys than girls. Among the crowd, not to mention heavy make-up, everyone could tell that they were dressed with care.

Boys are either wearing suits or more formal casual clothes, and their hair must have been moussed and blown out. Most of the girls wear skirts, no matter how good their makeup skills are, they have put on a light makeup. Look carefully, they are really plain The only ones in the sky were Bi Xiumin, a pregnant woman, and Mu Sibai, a woman who was still in the laboratory 5 minutes before going out.

Zhao Yimian's ability to step on the point is not bragging. Not long after they sat down at this table, almost everyone arrived, and there were a few who didn't come, because of various reasons such as traffic jams. Either they couldn't come, or at least half an hour later to get to the venue.

Seeing that almost everyone had arrived, Chen Xin, the class leader who presided over the party, greeted everyone to start the banquet, "It's almost time for people to arrive, so let's call the hotel to serve the food. I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's talk freely and eat and drink well!"

Everyone followed suit: "Good!"

"Open the table—"

The hotel waiter who had already been waiting at the side brought all kinds of dishes and delivered them to the table like flowing water.

Zhao Yimian is the type who doesn't talk much, when he heard the word "opening the banquet", he picked up the chopsticks he had prepared long ago, and stretched them into the plate he was looking forward to.

She likes to attend this kind of banquet the most, because there are many dishes and many people, so that she can have a bite of each dish, and can taste many different flavors in one meal, without worrying about waste.

The first thing she saw was the beef in the cold dish.

She put a chopstick of beef into her mouth, and she immediately showed a satisfied expression.

It formed a sharp contrast with Zhou Haiwen, who moved gracefully next to her.

In terms of table manners, Zhou Haiwen had long since given up on correcting Zhao Yimian, and watching her eat was really delicious, so she just let it go.

The few students who were greeted by Zhou Haiwen were not considered to be people who would come here, so compared with the lively atmosphere at the table next to them, their table was inevitably much quieter, they just talked in a low voice while eating.

But after a while, the toasting brigade headed by squad leader Chen Xin came to their table.

"A few beauties and a few handsome guys, long time no see, long time no see, the old squad leader is here to offer a toast to everyone."

Zhou Haiwen picked up the wine cup, "The squad leader is still plump and charming as always."

Chen Xin laughed out loud and didn't care about her teasing.

Zhao Yimian picked up the teacup, "I don't know how to drink, so I will replace wine with tea."

Just like there are always a few stinky villains in a novel, there are always a few persuading people at the wine table. As soon as she finished speaking, someone jumped out and said, "Oh, student Zhao Yimian, you are not interesting enough. , we all brought wine to toast you, don’t you just say drink a glass, half a glass is always fine.”

Zhao Yimian was firm, "I really don't know how to drink."

The man refused to let go, "Out of society, who doesn't drink some wine? If you don't drink this wine, you won't give us face."

Everyone is a student who has just left the society. Even if they have not studied in graduate school, they have only worked for two or three years. They are old fritters who have not yet become a workplace. Blaming him, he reluctantly picked up his wine glass.

But this person Zhao Yimian can't do anything else, just one word, axis, if he says don't drink, he just doesn't drink.

Her tone was soft, but her attitude was firm, "Sorry, I don't drink."

Zhou Haiwen also chimed in, and she said with a half-smile: "Everyone, don't bring the stinky drinking habits of the workplace to our classmate reunion. We are all young people born in the [-]s. No one would do this kind of thing." Disgusting thing, right?"

The squad leader, Chen Xin, saw that the atmosphere was a little stiff, so he stood up to smooth things over and said, "I didn't think carefully, it was because I didn't think carefully, it's time to prepare some drinks for the female students who don't drink, so let the waiter bring some drinks over, who don't know how to drink." It’s fine to replace wine with tea, what you drink is what you want, it doesn’t matter whether you drink or not.”

Only then did the atmosphere become harmonious again.

After sitting down, Zhou Haiwen secretly gave Zhao Yimian a thumbs up.

Originally, she was worried that the little girl was thin-skinned and could not bear to talk, but she did not expect that although Zhao Yimian was not very sharp-tongued, she was firm in what should be firm, which made Zhou Haiwen, who had been worried about her, feel relieved a lot.

Zhao Yimian stuck out her tongue and whispered to her roommate, "Even if I can drink, I won't drink with these people."

With Zhao Yimian taking the lead, the students who didn't drink in the back also raised their teacups confidently.

Maybe it was Zhou Haiwen's bad habit of drinking tables that really caught some people's attention, and no one mentioned the matter of persuading people to drink after that.

After Chen Xin, the class leader who presided over the student union, offered a round of wine, other students started to come over one after another.

Who is a veteran in the workplace, who is a social handicap, and who is a student who is still studying, you can tell at a glance.

After seeing off a classmate who was toasting, Zhou Haiwen couldn't help laughing and said, "At our table, our buttocks are stuck to the stool like glue, and no one got up to toast at other tables."

After saying this, everyone couldn't help laughing.

After several rounds of drinking, eating and drinking, the atmosphere became more and more lively.

The students who were unfamiliar at the beginning have begun to talk freely, some chatting about interesting things during the study period, and some scolding the boss for being an idiot, but everyone pays more attention to each other's relationship issues.

"Look, did that Chen Xiangyu chat with Xin Yaxin?"

Zhou Haiwen suddenly said mysteriously.

Zhao Yimian turned her head and didn't feel anything was wrong, "Didn't the two of them have problems when they were in college? It's normal."

On the contrary, Bi Xiumin frowned, "I remember that Chen Xiangyu married Jiang... Jiang Hehui from the class next door?"

Zhao Yimian said the name she didn't finish, "Jiang Wenhui?"

"That's right, that's the name. Look at me, I've been pregnant for three years." Bi Xiumin patted her head and said, "Two days ago, Jiang Wenhui came to chat with me and asked about her pregnancy."