"Just move back at any time, and I can be your mover for free." As she spoke, Ning Beibei bent her right arm and patted her soft, white biceps.
Jian Anran burst out laughing. After laughing, Jian Anran's face immediately darkened and she didn't speak for a while.
Finally, he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, let's talk about it first, I can't afford to pay you."
When I returned to Qishangyunduan, as soon as the dark door opened, I saw that it was still pitch black inside.
Wen Siheng hasn't gone home yet.
He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it was almost half past eleven.
Just as she was about to fumble for the light in the entrance hall in the dark, Jian Anran heard a "thump-thump" sound in her pocket.
There is usually no news at this time. Jian Anran thought that something was left in the dormitory, and Ning Beibei sent the news.
When the screen unlocked, she was a little surprised. A series of messages that just popped up on WeChat were from Wen Siheng.
When I clicked into the dialog box, there was no text in it, only a few pictures with black text on a red background.
When I opened it, I saw the announcement of the scholarship, and the payment date was today.
In the latest version of the scholarship announcement list, the three words "Jian Anran" appear at the end of the list again.
Originally having no expectations for the scholarship, Jian Anran couldn't figure out who defeated the so-called connected person?
Was it because of her that he defeated the related family?
Is it Wen Siheng?
The announcement was revised twice in a row, and such a document had completely lost its credibility in Jian Anran's heart.
It didn't matter whether it changed or stayed the same. Seeing the people in the department fighting to the death, she suddenly felt a little tired of this kind of struggle.
The scholarship is originally just an affirmation of one's own performance. If it also requires sacrifice, in addition to studying, extra energy to fight for it seems to have lost its original meaning, at least that's what Jian Anran has always thought.
After the second debate, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. As soon as she got home, she wanted to hide herself in the mist of the bathroom to temporarily avoid the noise outside.
Only here is she truly her own.
…
A week before the ceremony, she received the news that she was invited to speak on stage, and the scholarship was finally settled after two backstage maneuvers.
Your first reaction after receiving the notification: panic? hesitation? nervousness?
"Why is it my turn?" Jian Anran murmured.
It stands to reason that although she received a scholarship, Jian Anran barely made it to the list in fifth place.
When she received the notice inviting her to give a speech, she specifically held on to the student cadre responsible for the notice and confirmed it twice.
Is it really me? Why me?
Ning Beibei heard from Zhou Yun that the students who gave speeches on stage were always the representatives of each grade, that is, the first in the grade point ranking.
Just because this year, Jian Anran, who had always been ranked last, broke into the top five like a dark horse.
The leader thought that such a hard-working and motivated student was worthy of being used to inspire other students, so he specially added a spot to her.
I bought a white shirt and suit skirt online. On the day of the ceremony, Jane Anran wore a small bow tie. She had never participated in the student union or other formal activities during college.
She has never had the opportunity to wear formal clothes, so she wanted to dress herself up.
There is quite a feeling of doing nothing but becoming a blockbuster.
When Ning Beibei saw her outfit, her first reaction was "Wow". Before going on stage, she pulled her and took many photos before letting Jian go.
An inconspicuous girl who usually appears in white T-shirts, jeans and sneakers, dressed up a little and stood on the stage, instantly attracting all the attention.
The classmates below were whispering to each other, asking each other what grade this classmate was in, what her name was, and why they had never seen her before.
Jian Anran, who stood on the stage to give a speech, blushed at first and stammered for a long time while reading the speech.
With the darkness of heads underneath and the dazzling lights on the stage, she could hardly see anyone in the audience.
Today is the establishment of the foundation and the first award of scholarships. I heard that the founder of the foundation will also come to the scene.
With such a large scale and occasion, all the leaders and teachers in the department were naturally present. Jian Anran's eyes swept over and there was an empty seat in the first row.
It goes without saying who Kong is, she hasn't seen Wen Siheng for several days.
Although they live under the same roof, the other person seems to be busy with something recently.
He leaves early and comes home late, sometimes even staying up all night.
Occasionally in the middle of the night, she could faintly hear the movement outside while sleeping, but Jian Anran quickly fell into a deep sleep. When she got up in the morning, the other party had already gone out.
She didn't know how long this relationship would last, but she always had a vague feeling in her heart that the rope that held their fragile relationship was about to burst.
Everything was expected, but what surprised her the most was that this relationship, and their so-called marriage, could last for such a long time.
Thinking of this, she seemed to feel more calm. As she had practiced over and over again in the audience, Jian Anran's speech gradually became smoother.
I even went off script at one point and confidently looked at the familiar or completely unfamiliar faces in the audience.
Once upon a time, she was sitting like this at the bottom, looking at the people on the stage who seemed to be emitting holy light. She couldn't hold back the waves that were gradually rising in her heart, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.
It felt good to have the hard work paid off. At the end of the speech, Jian Anran bowed deeply towards the audience.
In the audience, the classmates around him were all praising Jian Anran, and no one noticed Xiangyi's expression at this time.
Her originally fair skin could now be said to be a little pale, and her eyes were dull.
Xiangyi's grades were pretty good, and he got the only recommended spot in the office, but he was still squeezed out in the second round of screening.
At first, when she saw the public list, Xiangyi was not very worried.
The Chancellor will never allow such a thing to happen. He will squeeze her in no matter what, just like he did countless times before.
Sure enough, as a result of the second posting, my name appeared on the list.
He even went out of his way to ridicule Jian Anran. What Xiangyi never expected was that her name would disappear without a trace in the third announcement.
Suddenly feeling a serious impact on his self-esteem, Xiangyi couldn't believe it. Who was the instigator behind this incident?
Such a large authority can even overwhelm the deputy dean.
Before Jian Anran's speech ended, Xiangyi stood up and left.
Looking at the smiling faces on the stage, she really couldn't treat them with a normal mentality.
…
The speech had just ended five minutes ago. Jian Anran came to the audience to look for Ning Beibei, put down her things and walked out the door.
"Classmate." The boy in the back row reached out and patted Ning Beibei on the shoulder.
When she turned around, Ning Beibei was almost stunned by his handsome face. He was the center of the college basketball team, one year younger than them.
