He said arrogantly, "You raise your head and look into my eyes when you speak. I have the most basic respect for my senior. Don't you understand?"
"Tch. I'm afraid she's too ugly to look up." Zhou Ziying mocked.
Fengling slowly raised her head and said again, "I'm sorry, senior."
Zhou Ziying was stunned.
She is so beautiful, mainly because she is eye-catching, with the style of the Republic of China, as if she stepped out of a painting, with black hair and watery eyes, a delicate face, and small lips. Compared with this, Chen Zhixi next to her immediately seems to be featureless, a public website
Red face.
Chen Zhixi was even more surprised.
She was filled with jealousy. Not only was this newcomer brought by Professor Jiang himself, but he was also beautiful. He instantly outshone her. How could she be willing to accept it?
Fengling knelt down and started picking up books.
Picking them up one by one.
Until Chen Zhixi stepped on one of the books with her foot and held on tightly.
Fengling twitched and couldn't take it out.
She had to raise her head again, "I'm sorry, senior. Please move your feet. My book was pressed."
Chen Zhixi was unwilling to move away and asked condescendingly, "Your name is Fengling?"
"Yes, senior sister." Fengling replied.
"What's your relationship with Professor Jiang?" Chen Zhixi asked coldly, "Professor Jiang is almost sixty and hasn't taught students for a long time. How did you get to the position? Isn't that right?"
What she said meant something.
"Don't talk about appreciating your talent, he is your boss. What century is it now, Guixin? Tell me honestly, did you get to the position through unfair means?" Zhou Ziying raised the corners of his lips, with a look on his face.
Disdainful.
Apart from crawling into Jiang Ren's bed, I really can't think of any other reason.
I haven't seen a woman around Jiang Ren in these years, so I thought he was a gentleman, but I didn't expect that old cows eat young grass.
Chen Zhixi spat, "I really can't tell that he is still an old man."
Fengling was filled with suppressed anger, and with force in her hand, she suddenly pulled the book out of Chen Zhixi's feet.
Suddenly, Chen Zhixi lost her balance and staggered a few steps.
Fengling stood up and raised her head, "You can dislike me. Please don't insult Professor Jiang!"
After saying that, she hugged a pile of books and passed by them.
"You charming bitch." Zhou Ziying suddenly became angry and turned around to grab Fengling's hair.
It’s not too late to touch Fengling.
A clear male voice sounded, "Chen Zhixi, it turns out you are here and the band is looking for you. Go quickly, the rehearsal is about to begin."
The speaker is a talented boy from the piano department of the Music University, Zhang Zilin, a second-year graduate student, one grade higher than Chen Zhixi.
Chen Zhixi has always liked Zhang Zilin, she stalked him, nudged him, and wanted Zhang Zilin to be her boyfriend.
It's a pity that Zhang Zilin has never nodded, but he has become a little looser recently and said that he needs to think about it.
At the critical moment, Chen Zhixi naturally had to maintain the best image in front of Zhang Zilin.
He immediately grabbed Zhou Ziying and hinted her not to do anything.
"Brother Lin, I know, I'm going now." Chen Zhixi's voice was husky, completely different from the arrogance just now.
Fengling thought someone was attacking her from behind.
She turned back subconsciously.
The moment he turned his head, his short hair flew up.
Delicate and elegant, quiet and refined, without the slightest trace of human fireworks.