He is so tall that he can be seen in a sea of people at a glance.
Different from yesterday's image of a youthful and sporty boy in a white shirt, today Shen Huainan, wrapped in a crisp black suit, suddenly has a sense of maturity that has transformed him into a business elite.
It's just that his thin, soft hair that hangs down still retains a hint of student youthfulness.
"You look very good today." Shen Huainan said with a smile, as if he remembered something again, "You look good every day, but you look particularly good today."
"Why are you here?" Shen Huainan asked, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
"Ah... I happened to pass by." In a panic, Jian Anran made an excuse casually.
Shen Huainan held his chin with his long fingers and looked her up and down.
The exquisite makeup, the hair she went to the hair salon to do this morning, the expensive white dress, the latest bags and shoes of the season.
That day in the store, Jian Anran took a look at the counter girl packing clothes one by one in boxes, and Jian Anran never noticed it again.
When I took the big and small bags home and unpacked them, I saw several pairs of shoes and bags inside.
Just when Jian Anran was confused, Wen Siheng saw it and just said lightly: "I guess I asked you to use it to match your clothes."
Unable to be impressed by the lavishness of the luxury goods, Jian Anran secretly lamented the other party's considerate service, so that even an amateur like herself could enjoy such VIP-level treatment.
"The way you are dressed does not look like you are just passing by." Shen Huainan said with a smile.
During the conversation, the other party seemed to notice Wen Siheng standing aside, looking a little surprised.
"Teacher Wen? What a coincidence!"
"Hello." Wen Siheng responded lightly.
"You..." Shen Huainan looked at Jian Anran and Wen Siheng in disbelief.
"Did we come together?"
"No, no..." Jian Anran waved her hand and explained anxiously, "We happened to meet each other at the door, so we came in together."
She paused for a moment before speaking again: "You're here too."
For a moment of pause, Jian Anran was thinking about how to call Shen Huainan.
Calling Shen Huainan by his first name, I don't know why, but it feels a little strange.
Adding the word "classmate" seemed a bit deliberate, so I simply omitted the name and replaced it with a personal pronoun like "you".
Maybe it's because she's not familiar enough that she has such troubles. Even though she just met her yesterday, Shen Huainan can naturally talk to her as if she's an old acquaintance.
The other person seems to be born with a strong personal aura and is able to navigate the social arena with ease.
I originally thought that he was a boy with a more outgoing personality, but when it came to such an occasion, compared to Jian Anran's timidity, Shen Huainan seemed to have come to the home court.
"Hey, how lovely to meet you here, Conrad." A high-pitched beautiful voice behind him immediately attracted their attention.
Turning his head, he saw the foreign man standing behind Shen Huainan.
The other person fits the stereotype of a white man that everyone has grown up with, with smoky blue eyes and dark blond hair.
The other party is also very tall, not inferior to Shen Huainan at all, with excellent body proportions and wearing a crisp dark blue suit.
Shen Huainan turned around, glanced at Wen Siheng first, nodded and said, "Teacher Wen, I'm sorry."
Finally, his eyes fell on Jian Anran. Shen Huainan raised the corners of his lips warmly and smiled, "Anran, see you later."
He immediately started chatting with the other party in fluent English, and the two of them left towards the distance.
Jian Anran: So I’m the only one in Luojiang who can’t speak English, right?
Wen Siheng beside him had never spoken. When Jian Anran turned around, she looked up and saw that he was staring in the direction where Shen Huainan was leaving, his eyes dark and unclear.
A large number of onlookers gathered outside the pop-up shop in the morning, but only those invited could enter.
Wandering around aimlessly in the venue, Jian Anran looked around. There were familiar faces that could often be seen online.
It was a photographer wearing a suit and holding a camera in his hand. On either side of him were assistants holding reflectors and fill lights.
The last time I saw such a battle, it was the live broadcast of the Grammy Awards online. I couldn't help but whisper "Yeah". Jian Anran didn't expect that she could still enjoy such treatment.
"Did you two come together? Let's take a group photo for you," the photographer said.
"Ah?" Glancing at the expressionless Wen Siheng, Jian Anran smiled awkwardly, "No, no, we don't know each other very well."
"That's it," the photographer looked a little disappointed, "Then let me take individual photos of you two."
"Just pat him." Jian Anran reached out and gently pushed Wen Siheng's arm. After saying that, she quickly left with her skirt in hand as if running away.
Wearing high heels for the first time, she finally understood what it meant to walk on thin ice.
Every step was taken carefully, for fear of falling and embarrassment in such an occasion.
After walking a few steps, there was a buffet-like table in the center of the exhibition hall, filled with exquisite snacks and a variety of drinks.
Looking around, everyone present, whether they are boys or girls, maintains an almost supermodel-like figure.
With his tall height and slab-like body, it is not difficult to explain why the pastries on the dining table are almost untouched.
After taking a look, she found that no one was paying attention, so she reached out and took a small cake and stuffed it into her mouth.
"safely!"
How could such a coincidence happen?
She had just stood there pretending to be a lady for a long time, how come she was seen eating a cake after losing her appearance?
"I've been looking for you for a long time and couldn't find you, so you are here." Shen Huainan appeared in sight again.
Covering her bulging cheeks in embarrassment, Jane Anran chewed the cake in her mouth crazily.
After finally swallowing it, he turned around and grabbed a drink, and took a long sip before he recovered.
Subconsciously rubbing the corner of her mouth with her fingers to make sure she didn't look too sloppy, Jian Anran breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you doing self-media?" Shen Huainan suddenly asked.
"Self-media?" She was a little confused, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"
It took me a while to realize that the people invited to such an occasion would probably be some well-known people, or local celebrities.
Jian Anran obviously will not be the latter.
"Hi, long time no see." A woman suddenly came out from behind Shen Huainan, grabbed his arm, and said that she was going to rub her face against him.
