Qianzhi returned to school on Sunday night.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when she arrived at Peking University. Some students had self-study classes on Sunday nights. The teaching building along the academic corridors and up to the library were all brightly lit.

Compared with the slightly quiet campus residential area, the residential area across the street is very lively.

The dormitories of Shengjing University are not divided into male and female areas. According to the living conditions of graduates each year, freshmen are directly allocated to live in them at random.

However, although there is no deliberate separation, nor is it the type of mixed housing between men and women, if there are no accidents in each dormitory building, most people of the same gender in the same department and department live together.

Peking University is a century-old school, and the construction of the teaching buildings can be traced back to the last century. After the wash of time, the paint on the building walls has peeled off slightly, revealing the dark interior.

However, based on a century of academic rendering, the architectural style is very tasteful. Even the dormitory area is full of old red buildings.

Most of the girls' dormitories have dormitories for six people. By chance, when Qian Zhi came in, there were only four people in their dormitory.

The explanation given by the academic department at the beginning was that the number of people had just been allocated, and if there were not enough beds in other buildings in the future, people would be added to make up for it.

This statement has been made since the freshman year, but as a result, by the junior year, no one has moved in. They come and go, and their dormitory is in a league of its own.

The four of us are neither too much nor too little, just right, and we get along fairly well.

Qianzhi was not in a hurry to go back to the dormitory and stood downstairs waiting for someone.

The coldness of early winter was beginning to show, but it was not unbearable. She waited a little too long and sat down directly under the bench next to the camphor tree.

The camphor tree in the dormitory area is evergreen all year round. Now it has lost some of its branches, but it is still full of green leaves. Some of the branches are bent towards the sun, and they all reach up to the seat. Qianzhi put aside the leaves, and when she was bored, she simply took out her mobile phone.

Start refreshing information.

To be honest, this weekend, because of Song Qishen, she didn't have much time to touch her phone, and she only took the time to reply to messages.

On Saturday, Song Qishen spent the day with her, and Qian Zhi had meals at Song's house at noon and evening.

But on Sunday, he was not so free. He answered the phone and said he had something to do, so he only asked the driver to give her a ride on Sunday night.

As soon as Qian Zhi opened WeChat, the message from Song Qishen came in just in time -

[Arrived at school? If you have anything to do next, you can come to my brother. 】

Regarding this new future husband, Qian Zhi looked at the chat interface between the two and still found it strange.

The girl's slim and clean hands knocked on the screen, beat and knocked, and finally responded to

【o98k】

Since both of them are going to get married soon, they have to show their sincerity.

Once she decides, she will be serious about it.

"OK" is too unfamiliar and serious...but now I'm posting a cute little animated picture——

Does it seem too intimate again?

But if it's the kind of silly headshot emoticon in the dormitory group, Qianzhi doesn't think it's very good.

o98k is quite decent with a little bit of playfulness, it couldn’t be better.

As expected, Song Qishen responded quickly -

[What does garbled code mean?]

When Qian Zhi saw these words, Song Qishen's appearance when he said these words immediately flashed in her mind, her jaw tightened, and her delicate brows slightly raised.

There is a bit of decadence in his dignity, and he is quite human-like.

So this guy who looks like a dog doesn't even know a popular Internet slang.

I really overestimated him!

Qianzhi neatly clicked on the previous message to withdraw it, and sent another sentence——

【Oh, I see.】

Extremely cold and indifferent.

But Song Qishen didn't seem to notice it -

【good.】

Qian Zhi scratched her face and stared at that small word, almost making holes in her eyes.

Song Qishen really has a strong ability to adapt to himself.

"Qianzhi?"

"ah?"

A male voice rang in her ears, and Qian Zhi came back to her senses from the interaction on WeChat.

She raised her eyes and saw a tall, thin boy in front of her. He was the monitor of their class, Lin Xun.

"Have you been sitting here waiting?" Lin Xun's eyes first fell on the bench under the camphor tree, and then fell on the girl's porcelain face.

Seeing him asking this question, Qian Zhi stood up directly and said, "Monitor, I didn't wait long."

Lin Xun nodded, took out a thick stack of information and handed it to her.

"This is the design draft you saved from the last competition, as well as the certificate. The hospital asked me to give it to you."

Qianzhi University majors in design, and the School of Art at Shengjing University has deep attainments in this area. The school has produced many talents and leaders over the years, and is quite famous in the fashion circle.

At the beginning of my sophomore year, the majors were greatly divided, but the names of the majors themselves remained unchanged, and the class members did not change.

It's just that they are both in the design field, so their future further studies and training directions at the college will definitely be very different.

With her excellent results, Qian Zhi took the lead in choosing perfume design as a major in cooperation with the School of Chemical Engineering at Peking University, aiming to cultivate comprehensive talents in this area.

Main design in the early stage, assistant fragrance in the later stage, and concurrently taking professional courses in light engineering such as flavors and fragrances. It is extremely complex and specific, and the requirements for students are also extremely high. Therefore, not many people actually want to develop in this area.

This is also a new project of cooperation between Peking University and France in recent years. They communicate with each other and have policy support from the school.

But having said that, research and further studies in this area have just begun, and future development remains to be expected.

Qian Zhi took the information from Lin Xun and thanked her, "Thank you. I would also like to trouble you to go and lie down."

"Well, do you want to sign up for this year's new design competition?"

"Of course I do, I want to get more awards."

Qianzhi shook the pile of information in her hand. She still needed to use these international certificates to prove her strength.

Lin Xun glanced at her lightly and said, "Okay, I'll leave first."

After saying goodbye to Lin Xun, Qianzhi still didn't go back to the dormitory, and instead went to a small shop opposite the dormitory building.

This small shop sells some desserts and cookies. She has been here so many times that the owner even knows her.

"As usual, there are four portions of egg cake, two portions are matcha, and two are salted egg yolk, right?"

Qianzhi nodded, "Yes, boss, you remember it so clearly."

"It's not that I remember it so clearly on purpose, I just feel like you, a little girl, have quite a specific taste."

The boss smiled. If he remembered correctly, the most exaggerated thing about Qianzhi was that she came here five or six times a week, almost every day. Every time she ordered chicken cakes, even recommending new products to her could not change her mind.

Qian Zhi laughed along with her. She loved this smell, and the whole dormitory also liked it.

When she returned to the dormitory, the lights in the room were all on. When she opened the door, Qian Zhi realized that she was not the last to come back.

Shu He was reading a book with the light on, sitting neatly. Next to him, Tang Jiujiu was wearing headphones, chewing on an Apple and watching a tablet. If nothing unexpected happened, he was probably watching an idol drama.

When the two girls heard the door being pushed open, they turned to look over.

When Qian Zhi returned to the dormitory, she lost her reserve and closed the door neatly with her foot, "Isn't Pei Ying back yet?"

Tang Jiujiu took off his earphones, his doughy face puckered up while he was chewing an apple, and his voice was slurred, "If there are no accidents, she probably went to the library to block the boyfriend again today."

When she stopped talking, she paused, and then added, "It's funny, you won't be here this week. Our little Pei was very depressed when he returned to the dormitory the night before yesterday. I don't know if he was injected tonight."

The freshest chicken blood, dressed up and dressed up, went out."

Qian Zhi nodded clearly, put down the information in her hand, and divided the cake between the two of them.

Tang Jiujiu's doughy face immediately became energetic, and his eyes were shining, "Hello Zhizhi, it's been too painful for me and Shu to be alone today."

"Come on, it's still a world of two. With you here, the world is almost being squeezed into three people."

Shu He's face was expressionless, like a cold killer, and after finishing speaking like a machine gun bursting out, he gracefully closed the book he was reading just now -

Start eating the chicken cake.

Tang Jiujiu twitched the corner of his mouth and pounced directly, "I'll kill you!!"

When the two were making a fuss, the door of the dormitory was pushed open suddenly, saying that Cao Cao Cao Cao had arrived, and Pei Ying walked in with her face glowing red and her wavy hair looking unusual.

Tang Jiujiu raised his head and glanced at her, "Xiao Pei, let's go out and say goodbye. You have changed a little."

When Pei Ying saw Qian Zhi, she sat over and picked up her share of the cake without ceremony, "Why have I changed?"

"It's strange, your lipstick is gone. But that's not the strangest thing. How did you manage to lose only half of your lipstick?" Tang Jiujiu's eyes were like radar, scanning back and forth on Pei Ying's face.

"..........Am I happy?" Pei Ying held it in for a long time and could only say this.

Qian Zhi found an opening in time to interrupt.
To be continued...