As soon as the hand on the table was warmed, Jane lowered her head, and the other person's hand held her wrist tightly. The strength from the other person's fingertips inexplicably calmed her heart.
Looking up into his dark eyes, Wen Siheng nodded his head with an almost non-existent arc.
Silently, she seemed to have received the mind-reading spell from the wizard, and Jian Anran immediately understood his instructions.
Don't look back.
She didn't know who the person coming from behind was, or whether the person who came behind her already knew her identity.
But the other party knew Wen Siheng, and at least knew that he taught in the school. She had a hunch that if the other party discovered her identity, things would only become more and more difficult.
The corner of Wen Siheng's mouth raised his formulaic smile, just like the one he gave to himself as a student in the elevator this morning.
He nodded towards the person behind him, and after going through the process with his usual courtesy and grace, his eyes never gave the person behind him a glimmer of the corner of his eye.
His beautiful lips opened and closed, and from a distance, we could only see that he was immediately immersed in the conversation with his tablemates.
In fact, what Jian Anran heard was——
"The late Emperor's career was not even half over when the middle path collapsed. Today, Yizhou is suffering from fatigue and weakness. This is the time when our sincerity's survival is in danger. However, the ministers of the bodyguard are tireless in the internal affairs, and the loyal people forget themselves outside..." p>
......
Good guy, are you memorizing a section of "Departure from the Master" temporarily?
She had to be impressed by Wen Siheng's on-the-spot reaction ability.
Her back was straight and Jian Anran did not dare to move rashly.
The story of their encounter was really rushed, and it was only now that she noticed that she had never calmed down and listened carefully to Wen Siheng's words.
In fact, his voice is very nice, like an announcer who is not so arrogant.
The recitation of "The Master" came to an abrupt end, and Jane Anran came back from the pure and mellow state. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Mary Jane shoes appearing on the table.
I looked up and saw that the owner of the Mary Jane shoes was smiling so hard that her eyes were crooked.
"What a coincidence. Does Mr. Wen also like this restaurant?" Her voice was so sweet that it looked like she could be soaked in sugar water in the next second.
"Hello, long time no see." Wen Siheng was very polite.
The temporarily relaxed heartstrings tightened again. Jian Anran felt a little unsure and turned her wrist slightly, trying to break free from Wen Siheng's hand.
Clearly feeling the force exerted on her wrist, Jian Anran raised her head and glared at Wen Siheng, who looked as calm as ever.
"Ah, is there someone across from Teacher Wen?" The girl seemed surprised, "Hello, I am Teacher Wen's student, my name is Xiangyi."
"Light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable."
According to Ning Beibei's information, Wen Siheng worked in a research institute before in the UK, and did not teach for the first time until Luojiang University.
If the other person is his student, isn’t he a classmate of the same department?
The scale of the Department of Architecture is not too large, and if the other party is interested in asking about it, their identity can be revealed immediately.
"Hello." She did not want to reveal any personal information about herself.
Forced to be involved in social interactions, Jane Anran worked hard to squeeze out the dimples on her cheeks.
She really can't laugh.
After finally seeing the other person clearly, Jian Anran can be sure that she is at least not in the same class as herself.
They don’t have such cute cute girls this time.
The male-to-female ratio in engineering is already seriously imbalanced. The stereotype of girls in engineering is black-rimmed glasses, jeans, backpacks, and slovenliness.
Although I hate to admit it, in most cases this is indeed the case.
But now this cute girl with crooked smiles and velvet ponytails hanging down to her shoulders, wearing a blue and white sailor uniform, white pantyhose and Mary Jane shoes, is out of place with most of the people present. p>
If placed in their department, it can even be said to be a unique existence.
If they were in the same class, the boys in the department would have become a sensation long ago, and they would have never heard of this figure until now.
"Who is this?" Mengmei blinked her watery eyes at the person opposite Jian Anran, "Won't you introduce me to Teacher Wen?"
Hitting a very good straight shot, she threw out her doubts perfectly.
The identity of the heroine of Peach Blossom News is about to be revealed.
Wen Siheng noticed that the face opposite him turned red and white, and looked at him for help.
"This is my old friend."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jian Anran used her other hand to twist Wen Siheng's wrist.
Obviously she was not satisfied with this answer.
Feeling a little pained, Wen Siheng looked down at his red wrist, nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
"Old friend?" This statement immediately aroused the curiosity of the cute girl.
"Yes." Wen Siheng immediately killed the other party's chance to ask further questions, "Then we'll see you at school."
Noticing that Jian Anran's expression on the opposite side was getting worse and worse, his rare desire to play was satisfied, and he immediately gave the cute girl an eviction order.
The waiter served the meal in a timely manner, and Jian Anran looked like she was living on an isolated island and saw a passing ship, waving a red flag for help with her eyes.
When she goes back, she must send a thank you letter to the waiter in the mailbox of Hotel H.
"Ah, it's already this late, I'm so sorry," the cute girl said in a long voice, "I'm so happy to see Teacher Wen, I didn't expect to disturb the teacher's meal."
I really can’t seem to be embarrassed at all.
Wen Siheng actually said "hmm", confirming that the other party had disturbed him with his polite words.
If Wen Siheng is a master-level being who is at ease in the social arena, then this cute girl must be an Oscar-winning actress who has perfected her speaking skills.
The cute girl's expression does not change, and her sweet smile always hangs on her face.
"Thanks to Teacher Wen's kindness, I am fortunate enough to join his research group."
"I have read many of your teacher's articles before, and I have to say that he had such extraordinary insights when he was a graduate student. I am really disappointed."
A burst of rainbow fart offensive made Jian Anran's hair stand on end, with goosebumps all over the floor.
Is she the leader of the Kua Kua group?
"After all, the views are too common and the article cannot be published."
Facing the goblin's pressing step by step, Wen Siheng remained unshakable and calm. On Journey to the West, Jian Anran had to curtsy and call "Master".
"Uncle also often praises the teacher, and often tells me to learn more from the teacher." Mengmei added.
"Say hello to Professor Xiang for me when you have time, and I'll see you at the next team meeting."
The second eviction order has been issued, and the other party has to leave reluctantly.
Professor Xiang? Such a familiar name, Jian Anran seems to have heard it somewhere.
"That's Professor Xiang, the deputy dean of our college,"
The wizard cast a spell and read her mind again.
"That is the niece of the vice dean, a first-year graduate student in my research group."
Jian Anran pursed her lips slightly subconsciously, a little annoyed, feeling that she could not hide any little thoughts from the other party.
A wizard who is proficient in the art of reading minds.
If this were the case in medieval Europe, Wen Siheng would have been burned countless times.
"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"
The topic that had long been derailed and gone to the southern hemisphere was finally brought back to the railway track by Jian Anran.
"Do you know where your household registration book is?" The wizard's fingertips tapped the table twice.
