Falling back to gl

Chapter 133 Nanga Perspective

The aisle was congested and crowded with people.

The two who were talking were unaware of what was going on behind them, and Ji Cen'an still looked lazy and sleepy, with a listless expression on his face.As if she didn't hear what the class committee said clearly, she bluntly pulled the strap of the messenger bag lightly, and asked indifferently: "What?"

The class committee explained: "The gray hair who delivered milk tea a while ago."

As if he didn't care about this person, Ji Cen'an casually squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "I don't know you well, I can't remember."

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The line moved forward, and students kept pouring into the stairwell, rushing to change places.

With a stunning effort, Nanga was pushed to the corner wall and failed to keep up with them.

Did not hear more.

The surroundings are too noisy, and the two parties are drifting away.

Nanjia stood where he was, not competing with the students for time, and waited until the corridor was empty before putting away his emotions and walking down to the ground floor slowly.

There are no classes in the afternoon, but there is a conference in the department, and all teachers must attend.

Before the meeting, colleagues came.

Nanjia communicated with him, and did not hide it, talking about someone's performance in class.

Colleagues are not surprised, they know what's going on as soon as they hear it, and they know their students quite well.

Nanjia asked: "Have you seen it?"

"It's more than that," the colleague replied, "I'm an old acquaintance, I come here often, and I meet every now and then."

Nanga said, "No wonder."

The colleague asked: "What's the matter, did I ask you for something?"

"No, it won't happen." Nanjia continued, returning the roster.

Colleagues are talkative, so when it comes to this, I can't help but chatter a few more words and talk about miscellaneous things.

Which students are the thorns, one of them is related to the school leaders, and who is from a wealthy family, how much donated to the school... Ji Cen'an is the most difficult big thorn to discipline, it is very troublesome.This person's family background is also the thickest, not ordinary rich.

The colleague didn't say it too bluntly. The original words were more euphemistic, but that's basically what it meant.

It is actually not common for such students to study at Polytechnic University. After all, most families with a little bit of connections and financial strength will send their children to study abroad during middle school, high school or university, and they are more inclined to choose foreign education and schools, even if they donate money for exchange. quota.

Ji Cen'an was one of the few exceptions, his family was not allowed to go out, and he was required to stay in Z City.

It is said that the Ji family is very strict with their youngest daughter, fearing that she will not be able to control her even if she goes abroad, so they forced her to apply for the Polytechnic University.

Colleagues don't know the details, and they don't guarantee whether it is true or not.

But the only thing that is certain is that Ji Cen'an has a complicated background, and the teachers all turn a blind eye to her.In school, as long as Ji Cen'an doesn't cause trouble and abides by discipline like other students, the rest is up to him.

Nanjia bowed his head and flipped through the information in front of him, listening selectively, lacking interest in these gossip.

Bai Qing's fingertips scratched across the paper, and Nanga only wrote down the name of someone, and let it go after listening to the rest.

If you don't believe these exaggerated rumors, just ignore them.

The gossip was almost over, and the colleague returned to the topic and laughed at himself: "Our elective course is water course, and the score is also low, which is not very useful. Many students are not willing to take it. It is not bad to find someone to help fool the teacher. That's right, some of them skipped class and just didn't come."

Closing the document with a wandering mind, Nanjia said, "Well, that's it."

After writing two strokes on the roster, the colleague said: "The points that should be deducted still have to be deducted, and they can't always let them go. I will talk to their counselor after the meeting and let them take care of it, otherwise it will be very difficult to close the job at the end of the semester. "

Nanga agrees: "Yes."

"I'll trouble you this time."

"polite."

Colleague: "I'll treat you to dinner next time when I'm free."

Nanjia: "Okay, thanks."

Other teachers came into the meeting room one after another, and the two of them stopped chatting and found a seat to sit down first.

Meetings are the content of those clichés, very formalized, and every time they change the tune without changing the medicine.

The leaders of the college talked a lot on the stage, eloquently and eloquently.

Nanjia listened for a while and rested for a while, feeling bored.

It's only been a long time before I'm tired of such a monotonous and boring life, and I don't like the step-by-step rhythm.

A message popped up on the phone, it was sent by Xu Xingjian.

The expression on his face was dull, the corners of Nanga's lips were straightened, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Before I clicked to view it, I subconsciously resented and rejected it.

But it was just a momentary thought, so fast that she didn't realize it, and the next second, that sense of displeasure was suppressed by her restrained reason.

Go online, click the dialog box at the top of the chat interface.

Xu Xingjian sent three messages, two texts plus a photo:

"Auntie brought you something, here I am."

"I'll pick you up after get off work?"

The photo was taken of the things Nanmu sent, a pile of food, stewed soup and side dishes.

It was inconvenient to reply to the message, Nanjia glanced at the screen, put away the phone, and then concentrated on the meeting.

Not long after, the phone screen lit up again.

Xu Xingjian is quite annoying and uninteresting.

Nanjia had no expression on his face, and put his phone screen down on the table, turning a blind eye to them all.

He didn't answer a word, and he didn't want to answer.

At this time, Nanjia hadn't left the Nanjia, and there was still a trace of friendship with Xu Xingjian.

Because Nanjia failed to develop according to the route planned by Nan's father, the relationship between Nanjia and his family dropped to a freezing point in the past six months, and they had fallen out several times.

Nan's father is more opposed to her daughter's design art, and hopes that she can be more down-to-earth and take a more traditional path, such as becoming a part-time official, or finding more contacts to cling to, and strive to be a kind of leader. Rather than stay away from reality and immerse yourself in drafting manuscripts, spend a lot of hard work and spend a lot of money on exhibitions that are not useful.

No matter how bad it is, according to Nanjia's conditions, you can marry a potential stock/official while you are young, that's not bad.

The Nan family can't give their daughter much help and support. Nan's father spent so much money to train her, and now he is looking forward to receiving returns from her.

Unable to do what the family expected, Nanjia moved out in the last two months, and is still in a cold war with the family.

Xu Xingjian is the peacemaker caught in the middle, and also one of the potential stocks that Father Nan is looking at.He didn't stand on Nan's father's side, but sometimes he would bring some things for the old lady and Nan's mother to persuade Nanjia in disguise.

In any case, it is impossible to really sever ties with the family.

Too extreme, unnecessary, and there is no reason to abandon parents and elders for the sake of children.

They are in the same school, even if they don't respond to messages, Xu Xingjian can still find them here.

After the meeting, he was here to pick up Nanga.

Colleagues are happy, after the meeting, when they see Xu Xingjian waiting outside, they will inform Nanjia.

"I've been guarding outside for half a day, waiting for you."

In front of outsiders, Nanjia did not lose Xu Xingjian's face, and followed them to the parking lot.

Xu Xingjian asked: "Are you busy today?"

Nanga said, "Well, there is no time."

"Have you read the news?"

"Looked."

Xu Xingjian was long-winded: "Auntie is looking for you, and wants you to go back and live for two days."

Nanjia was indifferent: "Let's talk about it later."

Xu Xingjian: "It's been so long, don't always remember those."

Without arguing with him, Nanjia didn't even refute a word, and walked straight ahead.

Xu Xingjian still can't change the old habit of being nosy, unable to distinguish boundaries and distances.He was by the side, like a lingering ghost, intentionally or unintentionally mentioning the recent situation of the Nan family, talking about the old lady's illness in the hospital, and Nanjia's twin siblings going to study abroad, and relevant preparations are currently underway.

After finishing speaking, seeing that Nanjia was still unmoved, he suddenly cut to the chase and asked, "Are you going to resign?"

It's no surprise that he knew about this. After all, a unit sometimes can't hide it even if it wants to.

Nanjia Shicheng replied, "Soon, it should be."

Xu Xingjian: "Have you discussed with Uncle and the others?"

Nanjia said indifferently: "No."

Not agreeing with her decision, feeling that it was too much, Xu Xingjian was stunned, obviously caught off guard.He talked a lot and was very noisy: "You have just returned to China, it is not easy to apply for a job, and it is not stable yet, so don't be so impulsive."

Nanjia turned a deaf ear and insisted on going her own way.

I didn't ask for his opinion at first, and I don't accept it now.

All the way to the side of the car, Nanjia raised his eyelids, and said in a deep voice: "This is my choice, and there is no need for outsiders to interfere."

Inadvertently seeing the undisguised boredom on her face, Xu Xingjian paused, as if being choked, speechless for a moment.

Opening the car door, Nanga said coldly, "I don't need to bother you running around about my family's affairs."

Being treated like this for the first time, Xu Xingjian couldn't open his mouth to answer, and couldn't even speak out after searching his stomach.

Leaning into the car and putting on the seat belt, Nanga said, "I'll take care of it myself in the future."

After finishing speaking, start the car, turn around and drive out.

Leaving Xu Xingjian standing where he was, he drove away without looking back.

I didn't take the food that Nanmu made, so I threw it away.

This unhappiness had no effect at all, and was insignificant.

More than ten days later, Nanjia resigned resolutely and walked out of the Polytechnic University.

The mentor helped her settle the follow-up of the breach of contract, so she didn't need to worry about it.

Two months later, near the summer vacation, Nanjia's design studio opened its first exhibition in China.

The scale is small, but there are quite a lot of invited guests, including colleagues in the industry, some people from abroad, and some so-called celebrities who can't be beat.

At that time, Nanjia was unable to invite so many guests, and they would not sell her face. It was all thanks to the mentor who came forward to help, relying entirely on the teacher's network of contacts.

A certain high-level executive from Ji's company was among those invited, and this led to another meeting.

Ji Cen'an's attendance was unexpected and not in the original plan.

Nanjia came to meet him at the door, and when he saw this person, he was stunned for a moment.

But obviously, Ji Cen'an has no impression of Nanjia, and has long forgotten it completely.

The mentor came to his senses first, stepped forward to meet Ji Cen'an and the others, and invited them in.

The same as the previous three meetings, Ji Cen'an is still dressed in a neutral style this time, with a white T and jeans, and limited edition sneakers under his feet. He didn't even wear a formal outfit, let alone carefully prepared.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Ms. Ji Er just came here to join in the fun, and she doesn't plan to participate in this exhibition.

In fact, this is indeed the case, Ji Cen'an just wanted to get rid of the elders in the family, find an excuse to go out to get some air, and take the car of his own staff to find some entertainment.

But no matter what the reason was, whether the other party had that kind of intention or not, Nanjia had no choice but to go up to the door and deal with it calmly.

It can be seen that Ji Cen'an will not stay here for a long time, he is probably just going through the motions, and he is also following the steps here to ease the atmosphere.

The teacher smoothed things over in the middle, and under the introduction of another guest, he chatted with Ji Cen'an with a smile.

Nanjia stood aside, and his eyes flicked across the man's face from the corner of his eye.

Just a light glance, then turned away, looking at other guests naturally.

Ji Cen'an also looked over at the same moment, his eyes were like water, quietly falling on her.

The mentor introduced Nanjia to everyone, and asked Nanjia to greet the new guests one by one.

The first person I saw was Ji Cen'an.

As if he had never met him before, Nanjia remained calm, Shi Shiran stretched out his hand, and said softly, like other guests, "Miss Ji, I have long admired you."

Ji Cen'an didn't say that he didn't like this, he didn't like to shake hands, he just said indifferently: "You are busy with your work, don't worry about me."

I don't know the world at all, so I brushed my face on the spot.

After all, he has experienced storms, so he will not be unable to step down because of this.

Nanjia lowered his arms and said calmly, "Then please go inside and take a look first."

Ji Cen hummed, as if he was here to collect the debt, as if he owed her a lot.

The mentor took the opportunity to cooperate, and hurriedly introduced this uninvited ancestor, and also called other guests.

Avoid being cold again, blocking the gate and making it so embarrassing.

Because of Ji Cen'an's participation, the exhibition did not go as smoothly as expected.

Those guests who were supposed to come to join in the show were very enthusiastic towards the second miss of the Ji family, and they always approached her to make friends, completely forgetting the purpose of this trip.

As the host, Nanjia was left out in the cold.

I thought that Ji Cen'an would leave soon, but unexpectedly, this person had no intention of leaving.

The mentor bit the bullet and helped the apprentice to host the venue, drawing back the attention of those snobbish eyes several times, and it took a lot of effort to keep the exhibition going.

However, the instigator still stood there, watching the scene from beginning to end, with no intention of keeping a low profile.

Nanjia changed into a new dress and came out to help maintain the exhibition as much as possible.

Ji Cen'an was watching her, standing guard off the stage, his eyes fixed on her body.

He didn't shy away from occasions at all, and watched frankly.

After going down, the lingering gaze "disappeared", and it was no longer so blatant.

A total of more than 20 works were displayed in that exhibition, all of which were Nanga's personal designs.Some of these things will be sold on site, and all invited guests can bid.

This session was hosted by the mentor, and the invited guests also went on the road, and nothing went wrong.

Nanjia looked around, but did not see Ji Cen'an's figure.When the person had already left, she was slightly relieved.

But it was not as expected, Ji Cen An not only did not leave, but also asked an acquaintance of the boss to take pictures of one of the works.

The one with the highest price was auctioned at several times the price.

According to unwritten rules, during the exhibition period, Nanjia had to chat with these buyers for a while, thanking them for their generosity and appreciation.

When he found that Ji Cen'an was still there and waiting below, Nanjia stopped and met her gaze.

The four eyes met, and the eyes of the two met and became entangled.

The mentor came over to whisper and explain a few words.

Nanjia hesitated, not understanding what Ji Cen'an wanted to do.

The mentor whispered: "Go quickly, be smart, don't make people wait too long."

Nanjia went anyway, leading the way, leading Ji Cen'an to the changing room backstage——changing for Ji Cen'an into the floor-length dress that was photographed just now.

Miss Ji Er was very good at coming, so she came here in casual attire, spent a lot of money to buy Nanjia's design, and changed into this outfit on the spot.

The buyer is the first, Nanjia didn't ask too much, and focused on doing what he should do.

All irrelevant personnel have been cleared out, and there are only two of them here.

Nanjia was calm, like facing an ordinary buyer, while trying on a long skirt for Ji Cen'an, while looking for topics to chat, so as not to stagnate the atmosphere.

Ji Cen'an is quite quiet and easier to get along with than when he was outside.

I talked about something else on my own, but I couldn't find anything to say. Nanjia asked casually: "It seems that your school is on holiday, or is the final exam coming soon?"

Ji Cen'an cast down his eyes sharply: "Our school?"

After a pause, Nanjia said: "It's July, don't college students generally have a holiday during this period?"

Then he patted this guy's arm and signaled, "Raise your hand."

As if unwilling to be seen through by a glance, Ji Cen'an's red lips twitched, and asked after a while, "I seem to be still studying?"

Never mentioning the encounter at the Polytechnic University, Nanjia said: "It's right at first glance."

Ji Cen'an frowned, a little unhappy.

Pretending to be ignorant, Nanjia asked, "Which school are you from?"

Ji Cen'an didn't answer, and didn't want to pay attention.

Deliberately playing tricks and diverting the other party's attention, Nanjia took the initiative to confess, and said in a casual way: "I graduated from Z University, studied there for two years, and later exchanged abroad."

Seeing that Ji Cen arranged to denounce such topics, he deliberately went too far in this regard.

"What's Miss Ji's senior now, sophomore, or junior?" Nanjia asked, asking the bottom line.

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Ji Cen'an is a gourd with a sawn mouth, he hardly answers her questions, and avoids talking about privacy.When Nanjia was standing behind her and approached her and lifted her skirt up to her chest, she finally whispered, "I'm still in my third year."

Nanjia asked back, "Where does Miss Ji go to school?"

Ji Cen'an: "Local."

"So...is it Z University?"

"No."

"Ah."

"At the Polytechnic University."

Nanjia: "It's not far away."

Ji Cen'an isn't coming back anymore, he's not interested in dealing with her.

Nanjia saw it in his eyes, ignored the other party's feelings, and still did not change.

Really take Ji Cen'an as the bosses and bosses outside who like to listen to flattery, deliberately make the illusion of hypocrisy and submissiveness, and float politeness on the surface.

Ji Cen'an is not an idiot, how could he fail to recognize the perfunctory, but he did not expose and did not interrupt her.

The design of the long skirt is relatively complicated, and the style with a large open back seems simple, but it is difficult for one person to help put it on.

Ji Cen'an didn't move, as if he was fighting against it, or maybe he didn't want to make a move, so he didn't help him through the whole process, and let Nanjia help him wear it from behind.

Their postures at this time were quite ambiguous. Ji Cen'an was naked and stood upright, completely exposed to Nanjia's eyes.Now Nanjia seems to be hugging Ji Cen'an, and they are very close, and if they move forward a little bit, they can touch each other.

Maybe it's because of the weather, or maybe it's because the distance hasn't been widened, and both sides can feel the other person's subtle movements.

You can feel it without seeing it, you can feel it obviously.

Even when approaching Ji Cen'an, Nanjia almost touched Ji Cen'an by accident because of the obstructed view, and touched places that shouldn't be touched.

But it didn't, and avoided it in time.

Nanjia is very measured, even if he is talking, he still pays attention to the work in hand and will not make mistakes.

It was too close, and when she spoke occasionally, Nanjia's breath was all on Ji Cen'an's neck and shoulders.

Warm and light.

Ji Cen'an lowered his eyes to see her hand on his lower abdomen.

She is helping Ji Cen adjust her skirt.

The waist to hip part of the long skirt is connected by straps, which needs to be handled by squatting.

Nanjia was not shy either, she turned sideways and stood beside her, half squatting on one side for Ji Cen'an to wear.

During this period, certain contacts cannot be avoided, and there is no way not to touch them.

Nanjia didn't look sideways, and continued to do her job without any distractions.

It was only at the moment when he was pulling on the strap, that his hand just put it on, did he touch her, and Ji Cen'an grabbed her hand immediately, not letting her continue.

Ji Cen'an's hands were cold, which was different from the temperature on her body.

Nanga looked up, subconsciously watching.

Ji Cen'an didn't give any explanation, and let go the next second.

It seems that the self-conscious reaction is too much, and it shouldn't be like this.

Nanjia asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Cen'an's expression remained the same: "No."

But the voice was a little hoarse, and it was uncomfortable to listen to.

Nanjia didn't notice the abnormality, so he started again and put on the straps.

……

The left side is tied and switched to the right side.

Ji Cen'an turned his body sideways, curling his fingertips.

Nanjia held her down and signaled softly, "Don't move."