Even Jiang Li heard about it and sent a message to Qiao Nian: "I heard you are going to attend the school celebration, are you sure?"
At that time, Qiao Nian was organizing the documents on the USB flash drive that Master Cheng gave her into a file. After typing the last word, she stretched and saw the flashing screen of her mobile phone. She took the time to reply to Jiang Li.
'Who told you that?'
Before Qiao Nian put down her phone, Jiang Li sent another message.
'Don't you know how popular you are?'
'?'
"The news that you are going to the school anniversary has spread all over the Tsinghua University forum. In addition to the Tsinghua University forum, people are now starting to discuss it on Weibo."
"You haven't released any new songs in more than half a year, you haven't updated your status, and you haven't been to school. Your fans haven't heard from you for a long time, and they are excited to hear that you are going to the school anniversary celebration."
Qiao Nian looked at the two long messages Jiang Li had sent so quickly, and patiently replied to him: "…"
It's pretty cool right away.
'Please keep an eye on it for me so it doesn't become a trending topic. Please!'
Jiang Li is typing.
Come back the next second.
"I know you have a bad temper. I will help you keep an eye on it even if you don't tell me. Don't worry, I have taken care of everything."
'So you're going to the school celebration?'
Qiao Nian picked up the orange juice with his left hand and took a sip. He glanced at Jiang Li's message from the corner of his eye and replied quickly this time.
'kindness.'
Jiang Li had nothing else to do, so he immediately said, "I'm one of the performing guests that day. Tell me when you're done, and we'll have dinner together."
Qiao Nian operated the mouse with one hand, double-clicked the left button to start the last computer simulation 3D experiment, and took time out of his busy schedule to reply to him.
'good.'
*
Qiao Nian has been busy sorting out the information given to her by Master Cheng these days. Most people in Beijing know that she is back, but no one has been able to ask her out yet. Qin Si flew to Continent M a week ago.
Ye Wangchuan and Bo Jingxing are both more aloof and difficult to invite than the other.
In the circle that everyone usually hangs out in, only Zhang Yang is still as active as ever. He would pop up in the group and say a few words from time to time, and attend one or two dinner parties from time to time.
Today is an exception.
Li De organized a party, and Zhang Yang and Wei Lou were both there, making it quite grand.
When Zhang Yang arrived, the 313 box of Chang'an Club was already full of people, playing all kinds of games.
He was used to these scenes, so he walked straight up to the person he wanted to greet and greeted everyone he knew first.
Then he picked up a glass of wine and walked straight to the man with a crew cut sitting on the sofa in the middle.
"Master Wei."
Zhang Yang restrained his hypocritical social smile when interacting with other people, and greeted the man who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed with a bit more caution and vigilance.
The young man had extremely prominent facial features and his hair was cut short, which added a bit of toughness to his temperament.
He had a cigarette in his mouth and looked towards Zhang Yang when he heard the words.
He stretched out his hand slowly, pinching the scarlet cigarette between two fingers, his pair of peach blossom eyes were passionate and cold-blooded.
"Oh, you're here?"
"Master Wei is looking for me?" Zhang Yang observed the man's expression carefully.
Wei Lou crushed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, glanced at Li De who was sitting next to him with a smile, and said directly: "I have something I need you to do."
"?" Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment.
Wei Lou didn't beat around the bush: "My family doesn't do business anymore, so it's inconvenient for us to get involved in many things. That's why I found you..."
"What exactly does Master Wei want to talk to me about?" Zhang Yang was very puzzled.
(End of this chapter)