I recall that when he first started school, after playing the campus cup, he gained a large number of fans inside and outside the department. Ning Beibei even specially took Jian Anran to watch him play.
"What's the matter?" Ning Beibei said with her voice raised and her eyes blinking.
"Do you know that classmate just now?"
"Who?"
"Jian Anran?" Ning Beibei asked without responding for a moment.
"Can you please push me her WeChat account?" The handsome guy said and was about to take out his phone.
Looking at the other party's expectant eyes, Ning Beibei still shook her head in pain and said sincerely: "It's not very convenient."
"You have a boyfriend?" The other party immediately frowned, a little curious.
Shaking her head again, Ning Beibei denied this statement: "That's not true."
A legal husband is indeed not exactly a boyfriend.
Ning Beibei was also confused at this time as to what the relationship between Jian Anran and Professor Wen was.
At first, they said they were getting divorced after the limelight had passed, but then when she saw them flirting with each other, Ning Beibei thought for a while that they had identified each other.
But judging from the current situation, Jian Anran almost never mentioned Wen Siheng again.
He used to show up in the office on time every day, but he could no longer be found except during class time.
I really want to find an opportunity to talk to Jian Anran about this matter, but Ning Beibei never knows how to speak.
Although Wen Siheng is excellent, Ning Beibei still feels very sorry.
From the perspective of a good friend, she still hopes that Jian Anran can have a happy and carefree love like other college students.
At least it’s a love that can see the light of day.
Withdrawing his head, the handsome boy didn't know what he was whispering to the classmates next to him, but from the glances he glanced at from time to time, Ning Beibei knew that they probably weren't talking about anything nice.
……
"Hello, we are the public relations department of miumiu. We are going to hold a pop-up event in Luojiang City at the end of this month. I would like to ask Teacher Wen if you can free up your schedule and participate in it?"
An unfamiliar number suddenly called Wen Siheng's mobile phone. At first, he thought it was a scam call, and Wen Siheng did not intend to answer it from the beginning.
The Ludao project is almost coming to an end. At such a critical juncture, Wen Siheng is too busy to take care of other things.
When he put down the phone, he accidentally pressed the answer button. Out of curiosity, he finally picked up the phone and put it to his ear.
In order to test Luojiang City's enthusiasm for luxury goods, miumiu made great efforts to organize a massive pop-up event in the atrium on the first floor of the S mall on the riverside.
We also invited many Internet celebrities in the industry and well-known local high-end groups in Luojiang City to participate in the campaign.
"First of all, thank you very much for your invitation, but," Wen Siheng paused, "I'm afraid it doesn't fit in with your company's brand positioning."
For this answer, the other party seemed to be prepared: "Teacher Wen, the situation is like this."
"Relevant staff of our company saw the exhibition layout of your studio for the Chinese painting exhibition on Weibo."
"Your design concept is highly consistent with our product theme this season."
"It's a pity that I couldn't see your exhibition in advance, so now I want to invite you to come and participate in our first day of activities and the cocktail reception afterwards."
"But as far as I know," Wen Siheng said again, "miumiu doesn't have a men's clothing line, right?"
"You don't have to worry about this. On the day of the launch, we invited many people from all walks of life, many of whom are elites in a certain industry like you. Our company does not pay too much attention to gender differences..."
The other party added: "If you go to the appointment, you can also have a place as a plus one, and you can invite your relatives and friends to participate..."
(Generally, when attending a cocktail party or various activities, the invited person will have a "plusone", which can bring a male/female companion to attend together)
"Plus one..." Wen Siheng repeated in a low voice.
The opponent seemed to notice his interest in plusone, so he continued.
"You also know that the vitality of our miumiu brand is particularly popular with female friends, especially young women."
"If you bring a female companion to attend, we can provide clothing for your female companion in advance."
……
Jian Anran, who had just stood on the stage, her eyes shone softly under the light. Those big eyes seemed to be filled with water drops, exuding a gentle and elegant temperament.
Actually it’s——
The contact lenses were sliding, and her eyes were crying like crazy, and she was holding back the tears.
As soon as she got off the stage, she couldn't wait to run to the bathroom. After putting on her contact lenses again in front of the mirror, Jane turned around and walked out the door.
Jian Anran lowered her head and was busy replying to Ning Beibei's fatal calls. Jian Anran didn't pay attention to her steps carefully.
Anyway, there were not many people in the teaching building at night, so she just walked with her head down.
[Ning Beibei: Xiao Jian, come quickly!]
[Ning Beibei: There is a handsome guy! Hurry up! He’s really handsome!! [Rose]]
Suddenly, hearing a muffled cry of pain from above her head, Jian Anran bumped into a strong chest.
A warm breath emanated from the man's chest, and she couldn't help but hold her breath.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was careless..." Almost at the same moment, Jian Anran immediately bowed her head and apologized.
The other party didn't speak. He bent down and looked at Jian Anran through her hair.
The corners of his lips were raised in a faint smile, and the other person's eyes were filled with gentle light.
Wearing a loose white shirt, a black tie, black shorts, sneakers and white stockings, he doesn't have the common smell of sweat among boys of this age, and his body exudes a hazy aura.
Jian Anran raised her face and stared at the other person for a long time. This beautiful face was really familiar, as if she had seen it before somewhere.
"Classmate Jian Anran, right?" As soon as the other party smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits, as if he didn't begrudge his smile at all.
"Hmm...? Yes." Somewhat surprised that the other party recognized her, Jian Anran nodded blankly.
"Can I call you An Ran?" the other party asked.
When Jian Anran came to her senses, she was finally able to look directly into the other person's eyes calmly.
The sculptural contours of his face and steps set off his perfect figure, and the other person's height seemed to be over 185cm.
Although she couldn't remember his name, Jian Anran seemed to have seen this outstanding face when she and Ning Beibei went to the basketball court to look at the handsome guy.
Her facial features are exquisite, her lips are thin and strong, and she smiles without hesitation.
Before Jian Anran could answer, the other party continued, "Hello Anran, my name is Shen Huainan, and I'm on the same level as you."