After being rejected, Ji Qingying was not angry either.
She was deliberately teasing Fu Yanzhi, and she had expected the result.
If he did, she would still find it less challenging.
There was a smile in her eyes, and 'sadly' replied two words to him: [Okay.]
It seems to be really unhappy.
Fu Yanzhi didn't reply to her again.
After dinner, Ji Qingying was in the room drawing pictures and making clothes.
She is a person who will act immediately when she has an idea, and the tools prepared in the room are also very complete.
At eight, the doorbell rang.
Snowmelt ran to open the door.
"Mr. Jane."
Standing outside the door is the costume design director of the crew. In addition to being responsible for the actors' costumes, he also communicates with each designer for the overall coordination.
What he wants to do is to control the whole situation.
Jian Ping looked up and asked in a low voice, "Is Qingying busy?"
Snowmelt nodded.
She turned to the side: "does Miss Jane have anything to do with her?"
"Well, let's talk about clothing."
Rong Xue understood and shouted, "Sister Qingying, Teacher Jian is here."
Ji Qingying responded and walked out of the room.
As soon as she appeared, Jian Ping's eyes fell on her.
After returning from the crew, Ji Qingying put the finishing touches on her cheongsam inspired by Jasmine.
After she was done, Rongxue shouted that she wanted to see the effect of her wearing, but she did not refuse.
The cheongsam was made on and off for a few days, and she usually tried it on after it was finished.
Although it is unlikely that there will be a size deviation, it is just in case.
This time, just change it.
The cheongsam is a long style with sleeves and a placket. It is light white like a jasmine flower, but it is not pure white.
The light yellow matching of the jasmine heart used for the buckle, coupled with her low ponytail braid, makes the whole person look gentle and girly.
very beautiful.
Ji Qingying was used to wearing all kinds of cheongsam, and didn't notice anything wrong.
She called out indifferently, "Mr. Jane."
Jian Ping was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses.
"I did it for myself?"
Ji Qingying nodded and asked directly, "What do you want to discuss?"
She didn't like to bring the topic up to her very much.
Jian Ping understood, and withdrew his gaze on her: "Let's talk about the costumes for their wedding scene."
Ji Qingying nodded and pulled the notebook on one side: "You said."
Ji Qingying is a person with her own ideas and ideas. She can listen to the opinions of the people next to her, but she also has her own perseverance.
Jian Ping is a good communicator. They are all colleagues. If you mention it a little, you will naturally understand.
By the time the communication was over, it was getting late.
After sending the person to the door, Jian Ping suddenly turned to look at her: "This cheongsam is very good, it matches you very well."
Ji Qingying was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you."
Jian Ping smiled, stared at her face for a few seconds, and whispered, "Rest early."
"Teacher Jane walk slowly."
After closing the door, the snowmelt came over.
Ji Qingying pushed the person away: "What's wrong?"
Rong Xue stared at her for a while, and whispered, "Sister Qingying, didn't you notice that Teacher Jian was looking at you wrong?"
Hearing this, Ji Qingying took the phone on one side and looked at it, and said coldly, "I don't think so."
Snowmelt: "… "
She glanced at the information she received on her mobile phone and knocked on her head: "rest early, I'll go to Yanyan's side."
Melting Snow pouted: "Okay."
She murmured in a low voice, "Mr. Jian just saw that there was amazement in your eyes."
Ji Qingying ignored her.
When most people see a woman wearing a cheongsam, they will be amazed, surprised, and even curious.
She was used to these eyes.
Over time, you won't think about it.
What Ji Qingying didn't expect was that she could meet Jian Ping in the elevator.
The two looked at each other, and Jian Ping looked at her in surprise: "are you going out so late?"
"no."
Ji Qingying said concisely: "Mr. Yan has something to do with me. I'll go to her side."
Jian Ping nodded and looked at her: "You and Qiu Zhi have a good relationship."
Ji Qingying curled her lips and smiled: "Well, they get along very well."
Jian Ping looked at her like this and wanted to say something, but Ji Qingying had already lowered her head to look at her phone.
She was sending a message to Fu Yanzhi.
In the evening, Fu Yanzhi ignored her after not being afraid of death.
It doesn't matter if you ignore her, you can't forget the good night message.
Ji Qingying's brows and eyes drooped, the corners of her lips pulled upwards, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
Jian Ping looked at her for a long time, but she never noticed.
On the top floor where Yan Qiuzhi lived, Ji Qingying raised her hand and knocked on the door.
As soon as the door opened, Yan Qiuzhi looked at her and smiled: "It's finally here."
Ji Qingying explained: "I was busy just now."
Yan Qiuzhi understood: "It's okay, I'll introduce it to you, this is Shen Mu—"
Before she could finish her words, Shen Muqing rushed out from the other side, and said excitedly and enthusiastically: "God, Yan Yan, you are not exaggerating at all, this is a great beauty."
Ji Qingying lowered her eyes and smiled.
She raised her eyes, and just as she was about to speak, a familiar figure appeared within sight.
She froze for a moment, blinking slightly and looking over there.
Seemingly aware of her gaze, the man diagonally opposite looked up.
The two collided.
Ji Qingying stared straight at him, bent her lower lip, and smiled in her eyes.
Fu Yanzhi didn't seem to notice the look in her eyes, and quickly retracted his eyes.
After a while, Ji Qingying and Shen Muqing also became familiar with each other.
These people came to visit Yan Qiuzhi's class. They were friends who had known each other since childhood.
Ji Qingying was absent-minded, and occasionally glanced at Fu Yanzhi.
It's a pity that Fu Yanzhi regarded her as air after that, apart from looking at her at first.
They were surrounded by unfamiliar people, and it was the first time that Ji Qingying and Shen Muqing met.
She's not one to blend into other people's circles quickly. Although Shen Muqing was very enthusiastic and exuded kindness from head to toe, she was still a little restrained.
Not long after, Ji Qingying got up and left.
As soon as she went out, she immediately opened the phone.
Ji Qingying: [Doctor Fu, I have just confirmed one thing.]
After the news was sent, Ji Qingying hummed a little song and waited.
After a while, the phone vibrated.
Fu Yanzhi: [Huh?]
Ji Qingying: [No one looks good on flowers.]
Ji Qingying: [I just saw the conclusion with my own eyes, do you think I'm right?]
Fu Yanzhi: [… ]
Ji Qingying: [Why are you returning the ellipsis? Am I right? Or is it that Dr. Fu does not admit that he is prettier than Hua.]
After the message was sent, it took several minutes for Fu Yanzhi to reply.
Fu Yanzhi: [I don't think I need to look better than flowers.]
Ji Qingying: [Oh.]
Fu Yanzhi frowned slightly when he saw the message she sent.
Jiang Chen was talking next to him, and after noticing that he was looking at his phone frequently, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Doctor Fu, are you chatting with someone?"
In an instant, everyone turned their heads and looked over.
Fu Yanzhi looked dull, lifted his eyelids and looked at everyone: "Is something wrong?"
Jiang Chen: "..."
Shen Muqing was shocked: "No, we're fine, but it's very troublesome if you chat with people."
"… "
It's not that everyone makes a fuss, it's mainly because Fu Yanzhi never sends messages to people he doesn't know well.
Even if it was them, he could make phone calls but not send messages. They have a group, and Fu Yanzhi does not say more than ten sentences throughout the year.
In Fu Yanzhi's words -
Typing is a waste of time.
Fu Yanzhi ignored everyone's surprise and looked down at the phone that vibrated again.
Ji Qingying: [When are you going back?]
Fu Yanzhi: [Tomorrow.]
Ji Qingying: [Then, shall I invite you to dinner tomorrow?]
After sending it, Ji Qingying didn't give him the opportunity or time to refuse, and continued to send: [It's too late, Dr. Fu has a rest, we'll see you tomorrow, good night.]
Fu Yanzhi paused, deleted the two words he just typed, and turned off his phone.
The next morning.
Ji Qingying got up early.
She glanced at the time on her phone, grabbed a set of sportswear and put it on, and went to the hotel gym.
She knows Fu Yanzhi's routine very well. In addition to being tired from overtime, he also arranges fitness time every day.
And he loves morning runs.
If Ji Qingying's estimate is correct, Fu Yanzhi should be at the gym.
It was quiet in the hotel in the morning, and there were not many people in the gym.
As soon as Ji Qingying arrived at the door, she saw a familiar figure.
She walked over there and smiled, "Fu Yanzhi, good morning."
When she called out her name, her voice was light and sweet.
Fu Yanzhi looked at the person who appeared suddenly, and gave a slight pause: "Morning."
Ji Qingying looked at him: "How long have you been here?"
Fu Yanzhi glanced at her: "Twenty minutes."
"Oh."
Ji Qingying whispered, "It's too early."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
She didn't talk much to Fu Yanzhi, and started walking slowly on the treadmill next to her.
Ji Qingying will exercise three or four times a week. Although she is lazy, for those beautiful cheongsams, she still finds time to practice her figure.
After walking for half an hour, the person next to him stopped.
Ji Qingying looked at him.
Fu Yanzhi turned his head and looked over: "What time do you go to the crew?"
Ji Qingying blinked: "Don't worry, I can go later."
Fu Yanzhi nodded.
Ji Qingying turned off the running and looked at him: "Do you want to have breakfast with Mr. Chen and the others?"
"Need not."
Hearing this, Ji Qingying laughed: "Then I'll treat you to breakfast first?"
After she finished speaking, she blinked slightly at Fu Yanzhi, and the fox's eyes were full of slyness: "Doctor Fu, would you like a favor?"
It sounds a little pathetic.
Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, stared at her for a moment, and said "um" softly.
"Then I'll go back to my room first, see you in the restaurant downstairs at 8:30."
"… "
When the melting snow came, Ji Qingying was putting on makeup.
She looked at it in disbelief and opened her mouth slightly: "Sister Qingying."
"what?"
Ji Qingying was changing her eyeliner and answered vaguely, "What's the matter?"
Rongxue pointed at her: "how did you put on makeup today?"
During this period of time with the group, Ji Qingying has never made up except for the first day of joining the group.
She has good skin and is beautiful even without makeup.
What's more, their group of designers are tired and don't have enough sleep every day, and they don't have time to toss other things.
Ji Qingying applied the eyeliner and started to apply eyeshadow.
"Good mood."
Snowmelt: "… "
After the toss, Ji Qingying went to change a cheongsam.
As soon as he came out, Rongxue's eyes were straight.
She pursed her lips and said carefully, "Sister Qingying, I think you are not only in a good mood."
Ji Qingying smiled brightly: "Well, I'm going out for breakfast."
She warned: "You go to the crew by yourself later, I'll go later."
After she finished speaking, she didn't give Rong Xue a chance to be curious, so she changed into high heels and left.
Rongxue was stunned for a while, and then whispered, "Is Sister Qingying going on a blind date?"
…
A blind date is naturally not a blind date.
But having breakfast with Fu Yanzhi is more worthy of attention than a blind date.
After all, the two hadn't seen each other for a while. Ji Qingying had to dress up to surprise him and make him unforgettable.
When they got to the restaurant downstairs, Fu Yanzhi was already there, with his back to her side.
Ji Qingying pressed her upturned lips and walked towards him. As she approached the dining table, a familiar voice came from the other side.
"Qingying."
She looked up.
Jian Ping was sitting not far away in black casual clothes, smiling at her, and said familiarly: "Come and sit together."
Ji Qingying took a step.
She looked over to Fu Yanzhi subconsciously, and he just happened to look sideways.
The two met their eyes.
There is an undercurrent surging silently.
Fu Yanzhi's eyes didn't stay on Ji Qingying for long. After taking a look, he casually turned his gaze to the man diagonally opposite.
Soon, he lowered his eyelids again and took a sip from the coffee in front of him.
Ji Qingying looked at him, but couldn't figure out his attitude for a while.
She thought about it for a while, and planned to say hello to Jian Ping first.
moment.
A faint scent of perfume penetrated into the nostrils. It's jasmine, not pungent.
Looking up again, Fu Yanzhi saw the back she left for him.
The author has something to say: Dr. Fu:
Jian Ping: I won this game!
Dr. Fu: Don't be too happy.
- Who makes you too proud.