The stars were dim above the vast and distant night, with only a bright moon shining brightly. Wei Qingfan couldn't help but take a second look, then walked into the public restroom and whispered: "Hey, Qinghuai, are you still here?"
When she didn't call, Jiang Qinghuai was full of resentment and anger, but when the call was finally connected, she found that she no longer had any resentment. This made the thought "There's no way I just want to call him, right?" flashed through her mind.
Then he quickly gave the answer "absolutely impossible".
However, even though she denied this possibility, she was still a little shy and responded softly: "Yeah."
Wei Qingfan asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Qinghuai hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't sleep."
Her tone was a statement, but late at night, she said it softly in a sweet and melodious voice, which still gave people a feeling of being weak and needing care.
Wei Qingfan also hesitated and said with a smile: "You want to find someone to chat with, right?"
Before Jiang Qinghuai could answer, he smiled and said, "If you are willing, how about we go downstairs and I can chat with you for a while."
Jiang Qinghuai didn't expect him to say this, but a burst of shy joy surged out of his heart for no reason. He bit his lip gently and whispered: "Okay."
"See you downstairs then."
"Um."
Wei Qingfan went back to the dormitory to get his student card, put on his clothes again, and then went downstairs to the dormitory.
In the small square downstairs surrounded by several dormitory buildings, the moonlight was as bright as water, and in the hazy night, I saw a beautiful figure walking out in front of Building No. 3.
Wei Qingfan walked over and recognized Jiang Qinghuai without any surprise. She was wearing dark blue pajamas decorated with small star and moon patterns. Probably because of the late night interruption, she stopped at a distance and looked a little embarrassed.
Look at him.
Wei Qingfan came closer and saw her pure and beautiful face shrouded in the moonlight, as if covered with a layer of clear light, giving her a sense of indifference and holiness, so he couldn't help but take a second look.
Seeing him staring at him, Jiang Qinghuai became more and more shy, acted very casually, and asked in a relaxed tone: "Where are you going?"
"Just go around as you like."
Wei Qingfan gestured to the green garden behind the dormitory building, "Let's go to the green garden."
She walked a little slower and walked naturally towards the green garden side by side.
It was early summer, and the vegetation was lush. When the two of them left the student apartment, they saw the familiar green garden scene under the quiet night, covered with water-like moonlight, giving it a unique sense of quiet and elegant beauty.
Wei Qingfan raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky. Jiang Qinghuai noticed his actions and also looked up.
Wei Qingfan turned around and said with a smile: "What is the first line of poetry that comes to your mind?"
Jiang Qinghuai hesitated briefly, and Wei Qingfan immediately added: "The first sentence."
She glanced at him, pursed her lips slightly and said, "Look up at the bright moon."
Wei Qingfan smiled and said: "Then I am a little higher than you. I am 'Today's people can't see the ancient moon, but today's moon used to shine on the ancients'."
Jiang Qinghuai rolled his eyes at him.
Wei Qingfan smiled and said, "I called your brother in the evening."
Jiang Qinghuai turned around and looked over. Wei Qingfan looked at her, then looked at the path shrouded in moonlight in front of him and said with a smile, "Listen to what he said."
Jiang Qinghuai looked away and said softly "Oh".
Wei Qingfan continued: "To be honest, I don't like people like your dad very much."
Jiang Qinghuai turned to look over again and heard him continue: "But I admire you very much.
"I don't like him because he is too impulsive, regardless of the consequences, and has not considered the feelings, thoughts, and actions of his relatives around him. He is not considerate. Others may even think that 'good people are not rewarded' after knowing what happened to him."
Then more people are unwilling to be good people, similar to the principle of "Zigong redeems people".
"But no one is perfect. Have you read Lu Xun's "The Soldier and the Fly"? When facing injustice, the one who dares to stand up and oppose is already a warrior. Others, including me, accuse him here of being too
Impulsive, irrational, unintelligent, and without considering the feelings of his loved ones, he is like a buzzing fly, enjoying his protection at the cost of death while laughing at him on his corpse."
Jiang Qinghuai said nothing.
"In the foreseeable future, the phenomenon of people bullying others will not disappear. Strong people will bully thin people. Strong people are the minority and thin people are the majority. So when they bully others, they will certainly not single out a group.
, just catch a person to bully, most people can't see it, some people can't do anything when they see it, and some people will stand up and be knocked down after seeing it... This kind of resistance and bullying will continue to see-saw, and there are many people who resist.
If we do, the bullying will be less and gentler. If there are fewer people who resist, the bullies will be more and more ruthless. We need resisters. As the son of eight generations of poor farmers, I support and admire every resister."
Jiang Qinghuai's face had lost the relaxed and indifferent smile just now, and he looked at him expressionlessly.
Wei Qingfan spread his hands and said: "Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of explaining for him. Besides, it's not my turn to explain what happened between you and your daughter. I just don't know what to say. I just pick a topic and state it.
Let me express my respect for you."
Jiang Qinghuai stared at him for two seconds, and the corners of his mouth moved, as if he wanted to laugh, so he turned his head and curled his lips and said, "Return to your father..."
Wei Qingfan smiled and said, "Then I won't say anything."
Jiang Qinghuai glanced at him, "You've finished talking, what else are you talking about?"
Wei Qingfan coughed dryly and said, "Actually, I'm not done yet."
Jiang Qinghuai raised his hand, wanting to hit him very much. She couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. Wasn't it because of her father?
You are your own father, why do you need others to persuade you?
If you can't sleep in the middle of the night, is it just because of you?
These thoughts flashed through her mind, but she would never say them out loud. She put down her hand angrily and said in a slightly angry tone: "Then say it! Finish! Don't delay your respect for your idol."
"Just kidding, it's really over..."
Wei Qingfan pointed to a lounge chair by the lotus pond, walked over, wiped it, and sat down.
Jiang Qinghuai glanced at him, then kept a certain distance from him and sat down.
Wei Qingfan glanced at the lotus leaves on the lotus pond, and then said to her: "What kind of part-time job do you do?"
This is the "strategy" he just thought of. Jiang Qinghuai's current predicament is financial, so if he wants to comfort her, the most effective way is to help her solve the financial problem.
The paragraph about Jiang Qifeng just now is a bonus.
In order to avoid possible "misunderstandings" between the two of you, just be more direct and don't talk about things. After all, people are more emotional in the middle of the night, so don't talk about what's on your mind.
, this is not necessary.
Therefore, he basically didn't give Jiang Qinghuai a chance to talk. He just gave a long speech and then directly solved the problem.
According to the plan, we can just leave and sleep separately.
"A boutique store is opened by a senior who helps to look after the store when she is not in class."
Wei Qingfan asked: "How much money can you make in a month?"
Since it is a part-time job, it will naturally not be very stable, but the approximate situation in a month can always be estimated.
Jiang Qinghuai thought for a moment and said, "Five or six hundred."
This part-time job is very easy, and she can even do her homework while looking after the store. It's pretty good to have so much money.
"That's okay."
Wei Qingfan nodded and asked, "Are you going to work in this major after graduation?"
"Why do you ask this?"
Jiang Qinghuai blinked his clear and bright eyes, a little confused, and then thought again, "I don't know either."
It is not that there are no girls in the computer industry, but there are not many, and they often have to work overtime. For women, the burden is a bit heavy. Jiang Qinghuai is already a sophomore. Jiang Qinghuai has understood these things, but he has not yet made up his mind.
Wei Qingfan said: "If you plan to engage in this professional job, then this part-time job will not have any improvement effect on you."
"Of course I know."
Jiang Qinghuai rolled his eyes at him angrily and found him even more annoying, "But we are only sophomores, and I can't find a part-time job in my major. And what kind of part-time job will I be looking for? I can't do it."
Wei Qingfan smiled and said, "That's hard to say."
Jiang Qinghuai blinked.
"I'm working a part-time job in a studio outside of school, making a small game."
Wei Qingfan raised his eyebrows at her, "It's written in C language. Aren't you very good at C language? You can give it a try. Even if you don't know anything at the beginning, you can still learn it."
Jiang Qinghuai was stunned for a moment, as if meeting him for the first time, and asked: "Have you been working part-time?"
Wei Qingfan nodded, "But I can't say it's been forever, probably since the second half of last semester."
Jiang Qinghuai pursed his lips and said nothing, but looked at him with bright eyes.
Wei Qingfan said with a smile: "This studio has just been established, and it has been short of manpower. The boss is not willing to hire employees, so he looks for students to work part-time. After all, students are cheap and obedient... Don't worry about taking my position, I will
I told the person in charge last night that I can give you part of the work. Let’s try it first and see the effect.”
Jiang Qinghuai still didn't speak. He stared at him for a while, then bit his lip and asked, "What did you tell others last night?"
"After I confirmed it, it was too late, so I didn't tell you. I planned to tell you tomorrow... er, this morning."
Wei Qingfan nodded and smiled, "But the salary is not very high, less than two thousand yuan per month."
Jiang Qinghuai looked at him with bright eyes and said slightly: "Almost two thousand yuan is not high enough? It is higher than my living expenses."
Before he was dismissed, Jiang Qifeng's income was not high, but it could not be said to be meager, and his expenses were not much. He was afraid that his daughter would be wronged in the capital, so he gave her a monthly living allowance of one thousand three thousand.
For ordinary students in this era, they are relatively well-off. Many students in the class only have living expenses of 800 or 1,000, and some even have less.
While speaking, Jiang Qinghuai bit his lip gently, feeling a complex and unspeakable feeling well up in his heart, feeling ashamed and moved at the same time.
She never thought that Wei Qingfan, who was just idle all day long and not seeking advancement, actually worked part-time in the studio last year;
What’s more, I didn’t expect that after Wei Qingfan’s simple and ordinary words of “work hard” last night, when he was secretly complaining and getting angry about it, he was actually negotiating with someone else in order to find a better part-time job for himself.
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She had occasionally done some part-time jobs with her roommates in the past, such as handing out flyers. She also knew some classmates who did part-time jobs, and knew that part-time students had very little say in similar aspects.
Especially part-time jobs like this that are related to the major, are technical, can be written on the resume and facilitate future job hunting, are what most students want, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are flocking to them.
From a purely job-hunting perspective, this is much more useful than club experience. To a certain extent, it is equivalent to work experience.
And the salary is so high. There are people everywhere who are willing to do this kind of part-time job. How can we not find anyone?
Wei Qingfan said it simply and casually, but she could fully imagine how difficult the process was and how hard Wei Qingfan put in it.