"Huh?" Jian Anran asked doubtfully, "Why did Teacher Wen suddenly talk about this?"
"Xu Nianhe and Wen Siheng have known each other for so long. I know Siheng best. If he is really interested in Xu Nianhe, it will definitely be more than just friends over the years."
When Jian Anran heard this, she subconsciously wanted to say: "Didn't they already talk..."
Thinking of the fake couple thing between Xu Nianhe and Wen Siheng, Jian Anran was about to say, "Haven't they been dating for ten years?" when Wen Shuliang interrupted.
"Don't tell me that they were dating before. It would be enough to lie to his mother. Let's forget about my words."
"When he brought Xu Nianhe back, whether he liked it or not, his eyes couldn't hide the secret."
"He doesn't have any thoughts." After saying that, Wen Shuliang added another sentence.
"Auntie likes Xu Nianhe very much." Jian Anran lowered her eyes and said.
"She is indeed an excellent person." She added anxiously, blurting out without thinking. Jian Anran was afraid that Wen Shuliang would misunderstand whether she was jealous.
She couldn't explain her inner emotions, which were a bit complicated.
But one thing, Jian Anran can be sure of - she doesn't feel jealous at all.
Even if Xu Nianhe and Wen Siheng were once in love, it doesn't matter. After all, everything comes first.
After all, she could even be considered a latecomer. Thinking of Wen Siheng's hesitation and panic, carefully preventing her from knowing Xu Nianhe's existence, she felt it was unnecessary.
After decades of living in this world, we did not meet each other in a green age.
Who hasn’t been in love in the past? It’s not illegal to have an ex.
Wen Shuliang answered directly: "I don't like it."
"Xu Nianhe is a very noisy person." He added after a long time.
After seeing Jian Anran to the gate of the community and getting in the car, Wen Shuliang turned around and went back along the way he came.
Although Wen Shuliang's gray hair shows his age, his back is still straight and he seems to be in much better spirits than his peers.
Jian Anran didn't know if Wen Shuliang noticed her mood swings, or if he really didn't like Xu Nianhe very much.
But what she can be sure of is that she has received recognition from others.
If it were placed in ancient times, it would be possible to write a long story about a new daughter-in-law who was rejected by her mother-in-law, but was recognized by the elders of the family.
There was a time when she didn't care much about other people's opinions and just felt that being yourself was the most important thing.
But after all, he is not an eminent monk, and Jian Anran cannot reach the state of emptying all six desires after all.
As Le Pen mentioned in "The Crowd", people are products of understanding, and it is difficult to completely ignore the voices from the outside world.
……
Recently, something seems to have happened in the department. Every time there is a midterm exam, the department is always busy.
It happened that a teacher had resigned recently and when the manpower was really insufficient, the dean had no choice but to ask Wen Siheng to help.
Probably because she was really tired after a long day of socializing yesterday, after taking a taxi home exhausted, Jian Anran fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the bed.
She got up early the next day and had nothing to do, so she planned to go to the office early to look at the materials.
Soon, the Ludao project will enter the formal bidding stage.
Jian Anran has never seen a real bidding fair. Although she just went there to make soy sauce, she still wanted to read as much relevant information as possible, just in case.
"Squeak——" The office door was pushed open.
Generally speaking, Song Qi is the first person to come and the last person to leave in the office. Jian Anran didn't pay much attention to it, just picked up the memo at hand and wrote it down——
[Report for repairs to the office door]
I looked at the lower right corner of the computer desktop and saw that it was 8:30, still half an hour before work.
Jian Anran was just about to raise her head to say hello when she saw Xiangyi standing at the door.
His eyes fell on her jeans and canvas shoes, and he noticed that she hadn't worn a bright-colored tutu for quite a while.
Did it start when she had a conflict with Mi Yingying? Or did it start when her scholarship quota was squeezed out? She never paid much attention to it, and Jian Anran couldn't remember it for a while.
Suddenly a voice broke the silence, "Are you the only one?"
Unexpectedly, the other party would take the initiative to talk to her, so Jian Anran subconsciously said "Huh?"
Then he realized, "Yeah, everyone hasn't come yet."
Xiangyi stared at the empty table thoughtfully, and the air fell into silence again.
Feeling a little stuffy in the room, Jian Anran got up and wanted to open the window to let the air circulate inside.
"I..." Jian Anran heard Xiangyi's hesitant voice and turned her back to her, not knowing what she wanted to ask.
"Can I ask you something?"
She didn't know what the other party wanted to ask, but this cautious expression and attitude was the first time Jian Anran saw in Xiangyi.
"Say it." Jian Anran turned around and faced Xiangyi.
"About the scholarship..." As expected, Xiangyi hasn't been able to completely let go of this matter.
Strange to say, she did not hesitate to fight Mi Yingying just to get the recommended spot.
They were all on the list, but after the list was taken down, Xiangyi's name disappeared from the list.
If they are ranked according to their performance points like their undergraduate students, then there is room for explanation.
However, the evaluation method for postgraduate scholarships is purely a recommendation system. Can he, the associate dean, still watch Xiangyi being dismissed?
"Your name was clearly crossed out on the original list," Xiangyi said, "Why did your name suddenly appear on it after the list was changed?"
"It's not that there's something wrong with the statistical method..." Jian Anran just started, but was interrupted by Xiangyi.
"Don't fool me with those vague excuses. Are you looking for a relationship?" Xiangyi stared straight at Jian Anran and asked her in a sharp tone.
"Who did you find?" she asked.
The office suddenly fell into silence, and Jian Anran felt a little resistant to this question.
"Have you ever thought that not everyone has connections to find?" Jian Anran smiled contemptuously.
The Vice Chancellor has a very wide network of contacts in the local area. When Xiangyi encounters any quota competitions and other issues from childhood to adulthood, all he has to do is go to the Vice Chancellor and ask him.
The concept that "there are people in the court" is probably deeply ingrained in Xiangyi's heart.
But what she doesn't know is that most people have to rely on their own hard work to gain a foothold in this society.
Some families even need their children, who have grown up like duckweeds, to go back and feed them as soon as they become independent.
"Then why do you think your ranking has been moved up?" Xiangyi felt a little incredible.
"Do you know whose spot you squeezed out belongs to..."
