??Chapter 112: Chapter 112: The Slight Roughness on the Tip of the Finger
Chapter 112: Chapter 112: The Slight Roughness on the Tip of the Finger
The sun was warm on his skin as he savored the dessert, Jiang Zhe’s fox-like eyes slightly squinted, lessening his enchanting allure, becoming a bit purer.
Feeling the warmth on her lips, she turned her head toward it.
Qin Jingchen’s fingers rested on the corner of her lips, wiping away the remnants of food.
His left hand was single-handedly handling the steering wheel, as if everything was under his control.
“I can do it myself.” Her hand reached for the tissue.
“I’ll do it,” Qin Jingchen didn’t withdraw his hand, carefully wiping for her.
The slight roughness of the man’s fingertips touched the corner of her lips, creating a gentle spark from the friction.
Jiang Zhe’s expression was cool, “Watch the road.”
Only then did Qin Jingchen pull back his fingers, focusing ahead, continuing to drive forward.
Upon arriving at No.1 Middle School, Jiang Zhe tidied up the desserts and her backpack.
“I’m off.” She took her belongings and got straight out of the car.
Qin Jingchen’s eyes deepened slightly as he watched her enter the school gates.
“Wow, it’s that dessert that’s so hard to get!” Xia Enci approached Jiang Zhe, who handed all the desserts over to her, “The only ti I had it was years ago. It’s tough to buy, isn’t it?”
“Not really,” Jiang Zhe moved on.
“Then I’ll take it and share it with Xiao ng and the others.”
At the sight of the desserts, Xiao ng rembered the incident at the Jiang Family, sighed lightly, but then thought of her current better situation with nothing left to long for.
She hadn’t expected Jiang Zhe to rember she liked desserts from that shop.
“It tastes the sa as before.” Xiao ng took a bite, her eyes curving up, smiling happily.
“As long as you like it,” Jiang Zhe sat down and handed the test papers to Xiao ng.
Xiao ng took them and flipped straight to the big questions at the back, as she hardly encountered any problems with the front part anymore.
It was mainly the big questions at the end she couldn’t figure out.
However, the papers Jiang Zhe gave her didn’t have the steps written out for the front part either, only the last two questions she wasn’t sure about had detailed steps.
After finishing the test papers and having lunch, Jiang Zhe accompanied Xiao ng to practice for the cultural performance.
The citywide high school cultural festival was an annual event, with students from the first to third year participating.
With schools placing importance on both academic performance and quality education, the competition for rankings among the schools was fierce at the cultural festival.
Lou Qiaoyin registered Xiao ng for an act, and they had already passed the preliminary selection, with Si Qing also going from the unnad class.
That afternoon, Jiang Zhe was busy helping Xiao ng practice.
On the weekend self-study evening, the class schedule would start anew.
Jiang Zhe packed up her things and went to the cafeteria for dinner.
Xiao ng and Xia Enci followed alongside her, chatting as they walked.
Seeing a crowd gathered not far from the school gate, Jiang Fanyue ran out from the midst of the crowd, looking disheveled.
Xia Enci understood the situation and comnted, “Oh, that’s Jiang Fanyue, as usual. Didn’t she always promote herself as Xu Jin’s friend before? Many juniors and sophomores worshipped her, but now that they all know it’s not true, so can’t stand it and can’t help but say a few words when passing by.”
Xiao ng shook her head, “I don’t know what she’s thinking.”
“What is she thinking? She just wants fa and fortune! I heard that, by clinging to Xu Jin, the Jiang Family managed to sell a lot of clothes. But then, boom, last night her dreams were shattered, and now many people are starting to cancel their orders. Serves her right!”
With little sympathy for Jiang Fanyue, Xiao ng said, “People should really learn to be content.”
As Jiang Fanyue approached and saw Jiang Zhe, resentnt filled her eyes, and she walked past Jiang Zhe towards the classroom.
Xu Jin’s situation, she had already convinced herself, was Jiang Zhe ddling.
She silently entered the classroom and sat at her own seat.
Zhang Xi sneakily glanced at her but didn’t dare to speak.
Tian Wangcheng took the opportunity before class to ask Jiang Fanyue, “Fanyue, are you still going to participate in the school’s arts festival?”
She hadn’t planned on participating when the preliminaries were held, and Tian Wangcheng felt it was quite a sha.
Now that it was ti for the final round, they could still add Jiang Fanyue to the team to participate.
“Mr. Tian, I want to spend more ti on my studies, so I won’t join the competition,” Jiang Fanyue said softly.
Previously, her non-participation was due to her disdain for the competition, as her attention was focused on Xu Jin’s concert.
Now that she was caught in a storm, she wanted even less to be in the lilight.
Tian Wangcheng expressed his regret, “Well then, focus on your studies for now.”
“Okay, thank you, Mr. Tian,” Jiang Fanyue said softly, her mood plumting to the depths, her fingers slightly pinching her palm.
Once Tian Wangcheng had left, Zhang Xi finally ca over and consoled her, “Fanyue, it’s nothing serious, just minor issues.”
Jiang Fanyue didn’t speak.
She couldn’t get over this hurdle.
“I don’t think Xu Jin did it on purpose this ti. He probably just didn’t think things through and neglected you while considering other friends. Didn’t you have his new album’s demo tracks before? Are you still worried about your relationship with him?” Zhang Xi said.
Jiang Fanyue rembered the demo tracks Zhang Xi talked about. They were the ones she heard being humd a few lines of by two performance staff in the restroom when she had gone to see Xu Jin last ti.
Jiang Fanyue committed them to mory, and when she got ho, she played them herself and recorded it on her phone.
Even she had to admit that the quality of Xu Jin’s album this ti was extrely high; just a few brief lines of music could make one feel the composer’s exquisite and unparalleled talent.
Jiang Fanyue, having learned to play the piano, had also touched on composition and knew the difficulty of writing songs.
This composer, who created songs for Xu Jin each ti, was always astonishing and contributed greatly to Xu Jin’s singing career.
She envied him in her heart but also knew the gap between herself and this composer was too large.
Zhang Xi saw her deep in thought and, thinking her comfort had worked, continued, “It’s nothing serious. Later on, if you collaborate with Xu Jin again, those who are laughing at you now will have swollen faces.”
Jiang Fanyue forced a smile, but her heart was bitter because she knew all too well what her real relationship with Xu Jin was.
Even those few lines of the demo track were carefully stolen by her; she had boasted about it to Zhang Xi, pretending that Xu Jin had let her listen to the demo.
But Zhang Xi’s words did make so sense. She believed she would have another chance to collaborate with Xu Jin!
…
After dinner, Jiang Zhe went to practice piano again with Xiao ng.
Xiao ng was competing in a team event this ti, forming a school band to represent the school in the competition.
She was playing the piano, the lead pianist.
As she practiced inside, Jiang Zhe sat and listened on the side.
Listening to Xiao ng’s piano, Jiang Zhe rarely gave any comnts now.
After finishing a piece, Xiao ng, her cheeks pink, asked, “Xiaozhe, how was it, any problems?”
“None at all.”
“You’re not lying to , are you?”
“Would I get chewing gum for lying to you?” Jiang Zhe asked, chewing gum nonchalantly.
Xiao ng laughed, feeling very reassured with Jiang Zhe’s words.
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