Wu Yue, who took an unusual path, wrote a frightening love letter. An Jiaxin didn't think anything was wrong, and didn't think about anything else.
There is only one day off on New Year’s Day. Tomorrow An Jiaxin will have classes. She went to Ye Jian’s bedroom to sit for a while, chatted happily around Ye Jian with Xu Wen and He Jing for nearly two hours. A group of four girls went to the cafeteria to eat Chinese food. After walking around the school in the afternoon, An Jiaxin left without any psychological burden.
Before leaving, An Jiaxin smiled and said to Ye Jian: "If you meet Wu Yue first than me, then you can tell him directly that I like him and ask him to come find me by himself. There is no limit on the date. He will come when he is free. The school is looking for me."
Ye Jian, who couldn't leave school, stood on his campus and said to his bright smiling friend: "I hope you express your feelings to him yourself, not through me."
"Of course, if I meet Wu Yue in advance, I will remind him appropriately so that he can understand your thoughts."
"OK, that's the agreement." An Jiaxin, who had only been at the National University of Science and Technology for six hours, gave Ye Jian a high five with a smile.
After New Year's Day, the learning atmosphere and training of the National University of Science and Technology have become more tense, and the school's New Year's art party has also entered the intensive preparations.
At this time, Ye Jian found out that he... really didn't have the artistic talents that he could come up with.
"Dancing? No!"
"Sing, haha, haha, sorry, neither can I."
"Play the piano, hahaha, hahaha, that... I haven't learned it!"
"Sketch? Cross talk? Come and take a look at my face, I don't have that speciality on this face!"
Facing the question from Liu Yang, the class leader who was in charge of the program collection, Ye Jian became a little nervous, mainly because she couldn't ask anything. The more she asked, the less she could, the more she asked... The face of the class leader stretched a little longer. .
At this moment, she didn't dare to see how ugly Liu Yang's face was.
"I really can't, I don't know anything... I haven't learned it at all. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really found the wrong person." Ye Jian apologized sincerely with her hands together. There is really no way, she really can't.
She doesn't know anything about theatrical performances. It's not really humble, it's true that she has never studied it.
Liu Yang thought that Ye Jianye, a well-known classmate in his class, would be able to come up with a town show, but when he asked what was nothing, the whole person was stupid.
In the eyes of the classmates, Ye Jian is omnipotent, and there is nothing she can't do. However, this time she didn't know anything after asking three questions, and the class leaders felt it was rare.
Ye Jian herself was very sad. She really didn't have any advantages in theatrical performances. It was a cruel reality, and it was also a reality that she had never put in her heart.
"Impossible, why not? How did she sing the chorus at that time?" Liu Yang, who was hit, turned around in despair, still muttering in his mouth.
Xu Wen laughed next to her until her stomach cramped, but He Jing tried her best to help her to stabilize her body.
They also know that the "big sister" in their minds is seriously lacking in literature and art, but what makes them want to laugh is that Liu Yang's face is hit hard, and the expression is unlovable.
Ye Jian glanced at them with a glance, and after the sweep, she also thought it was funny. He pouted and laughed.