Zheng Yanyan was the center of attention now, and after the photo session, other mbers of the Art Departnt joined her to share the trophy, and mbers from other departnts ca to give their congratulations.
Zhou Yuwen had actually returned to his seat by the ti the awards were being handed out.
You Changjin asked Zhou Yuwen where he had just been?
Zhou Yuwen said he was backstage.
"Kid, seems like your luck with the ladies isn’t too shallow, huh?"
"Nope, just a ss."
Zhou Yuwen never felt any difference between himself and the counselor, so he didn’t hold back in their conversations.
You Changjin chuckled and said, "That kind of luck with the ladies is sothing others can’t even beg for."
Zhou Yuwen just smiled.
The evening event had ended, and most of the classmates had left, except for the students’ union mbers and so other competitors who went up to take pictures, leaving the auditorium quite empty.
Jiang Xinyi asked Zhou Yuwen at that ti, "Did you really write that song for that girl?"
Jiang Xinyi was just genuinely curious as she blinked and looked at Zhou Yuwen.
Earlier, the auditorium’s lights were dim, and Zhou Yuwen couldn’t see Jiang Xinyi’s face clearly, but now that the lights were on, he realized that she was indeed beautiful.
He said, "No, she was making it up."
"Oh," Jiang Xinyi seed sowhat disappointed upon hearing this.
You Changjin said, "You kid, if you wrote it, just say so. I’ve already told your ntor how talented you are."
Zhou Yuwen said, "Then I’ve disappointed the ntor."
You Changjin laughed softly and patted Zhou Yuwen on the shoulder.
Jiang Xinyi also chuckled.
You Changjin checked the ti, "Alright, it’s about ti we head out. I’ll tell Ahao in a bit, third prize is pretty good already."
"Yeah,"
After saying this, You Changjin and Jiang Xinyi left.
You Changjin was 26 years old this year, slightly overweight, while Jiang Xinyi was very slim, dressed in a sharp business suit, carrying a small Chanel bag over her shoulder.
Once they left the auditorium, students would still greet You Changjin.
And they would ntion how beautiful his wife was.
You Changjin knew a lot of people, which made him feel quite proud. When the crowd thinned, he asked Jiang Xinyi if she was hungry.
"How about we get sothing to eat?"
Jiang Xinyi said, just sothing simple at the cafeteria is fine.
"How could that be? We only see each other once a week, we definitely need to have a feast!"
"There’s no need, actually, I quite like the pot als from your cafeteria. Let’s just have that," Jiang Xinyi said with a smile, her hand resting on her handbag.
You Changjin felt a bit disappointed, always feeling that Jiang Xinyi was intentionally trying to save him money.
Within a few words, Jiang Xinyi had walked ahead, turned back to ask You Changjin what he was still standing around for?
"Weren’t we going to eat?"
"Oh, right, coming."
You Changjin caught up with her.
Though they were a couple, they still maintained a social distance between them. You Changjin had the intention to hold Jiang Xinyi’s hand, but every ti she dressed so formally, You Changjin felt sowhat unable to get closer to her.
At that mont, the cafeteria wasn’t very busy, and You Changjin ordered spicy pot for Jiang Xinyi, loading it up with lots of at.
While You Changjin was waiting for the al, Jiang Xinyi sat alone, slipping her foot clad in flesh-colored stockings out of her high heels.
It wasn’t for any particular reason, but wearing high heels was indeed uncomfortable, rubbing her feet a bit made them feel better.
Then she wiped her hands with a wet wipe from her bag.
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You Changjin soon ca over with two small bowls of spicy pot, one for Jiang Xinyi, one for himself.
"I ordered your favorite corn sausage."
"Thank you."
You Changjin chuckled inwardly, "What’s there to thank for?"
"But I still want to thank you. I’ve known you for so long and you’ve been so good to ." Jiang Xinyi, a typical southern girl, spoke Mandarin with a southern dialect that was sweet and pleasant to listen to.
You Changjin said, you really don’t need to be so formal with . Our relationship could definitely be more relaxed.
"Yeah," Jiang Xinyi was chewing rice, holding the bowl and chopsticks, slightly distracted, she sighed, "Ah, the food in school is really more affordable. Eating a spicy pot outside costs several tens, how much is this al?"
"Oh, yours is eleven, mine is nine."
"Ah, students really have it good," Jiang Xinyi remarked, then pulled out a ten yuan bill and a one yuan coin from her bag.
"Here, you go. We agreed earlier, during this trial period, all our expenses would be split."
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