When Qian Zhi saw this, she stopped for a moment.

Except for this piece of rice paper on the table, the rest are excerpts from poems, nothing special.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind.

Qian Zhi took the cell phone aside and took a photo of the piece of rice paper she just saw.

After a long moment of silence, she went to WeChat again to chat with Song Qishen.

Before he left in the morning, when she was half asleep, he told her something, similar to telling him when she woke up.

While waiting for Song Qishen's reply, Qian Zhi flipped through it casually, then tidied up the messy rice papers and pressed them gently with an inkstone.

It didn’t take long for the other side to reply quickly——

[Song Peacock: Are you awake? 】

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: Well, I just woke up. 】

[Song Kongque: Remember to go downstairs to eat something to cushion your stomach, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable easily. 】

She won't feel uncomfortable, she will only become more hungry.

Sometimes the biological clock is like this, and the schedule changes naturally. Qianzhi doesn't dare to say how healthy she is, but she has never had any problems.

She naturally ignored the topic, and before Song Qishen responded, she sent him the photo she had just taken.

Qian Zhi just waited, but after waiting for a long time, she still couldn't get his reply.

Huh--

What's going on with this peacock that it suddenly disconnected midway?

But there is also a possibility that he is busy again.

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: Are you there? 】

In fact, Qianzhi is not in a hurry. Anyway, she can wait no matter what.

but.

Song Qishen's silence was really long this time.

Just when Qianzhi wanted to put down her phone, the other end suddenly came online again.

【Song Peacock:?】

What does the question mark mean??

Qian Zhi found it funny.

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: You are still asking questions, it should be me who is asking you questions. 】

[Song Peacock: What do you want to ask?]

It was rare for Qian Zhi to do something bad, so he just fought back.

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: I’m not asking anything, I’m just asking if you have a signature other than your own name. 】

Song Qishen was obviously confused again.

【Song Peacock: How to say?】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: It’s the photo I just took for you, signed "Gardenia" eh.]

【Song Peacock:............】

Judging from his reaction, everything was unspoken.

Song Qishen obviously made some speculations on his own.

[Song Kongque: It’s not a new pen name either.]

【Qianqian loves Qianqian: Ha?】

[Song Peacock: Sliding Hands.]

【Qianqian loves Qianqian:............】

Even though he was not around, Qian Zhi could sense Song Qishen's expression at this moment.

His expression must be indifferent, his peach blossom eyes are narrowed, and he looks calm and calm.

but--

Song Qishen's hands are really slippery: )

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: Well, that’s a bit powerful. 】

[Qianqian loves Qianqian: "Shen" can skate into "Gardenia", that brother's skating skills are amazing~】

Song family.

Song Qishen frowned tightly as he looked at this sentence sent by Qian Zhi.

Anyone who saw this sentence sent by Qian Zhi would not think it was a compliment.

But now that she saw it, the cat's claws that could still show a small threat towards him were much better than before.

at this time.

The two actually had a tacit understanding.

The sun is rising in early summer, and the bright light leaks in from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The man stood against the light, and his slender figure was half as bright as gold.

Behind Song Qishen is a panoramic view overlooking the entire Yin City.

At this moment, he was particularly high-spirited.

Assistant Xia stood aside, looking at his boss who started to look away from me at some point. His slender fingertips followed the arms stretched forward and reached directly. The one placed on the desk shrank.

Peppa Pig’s tail was pinched hard.

Seeing this from the corner of his eye, Assistant Xia looked away again.

At the same time, the special assistant sighed silently in his heart.

Why............

Summer has clearly begun, but how does he feel that spring is coming again?

Qian Zhi stayed at Song's house for a while, then went home to get her luggage. She didn't even have time to go back to Nanyuan, so she went back to school.

The main reason was that she was delayed at home. If she returned to Nanyuan, she wouldn't have much time and would have to squeeze in to get it out. Furthermore, after returning from her studies, she still had many things and tasks to explain, so she couldn't delay.

Because the transfer of schools between the two countries requires a lot of documents, Qianzhi has to bring her files and study records to the old professors in the hospital. In addition, the evaluation given to her by the school in France also needs to be entered into the exchange system.

, counts as credit and part of the final grade.

Seriously speaking, because of the exchange experience and the premise of cooperation between the two schools, her grades in France can be transferred to Peking University in parallel.

In this way, Qianzhi won't have to be too hasty and nervous at the end of the term.

The semester in France has ended. Although students there do not have comprehensive tests such as final exams, the final ability assessment is similar to this.

To some extent, Qianzhi should have ended her final exams ahead of schedule.

But I still have to do it formally. It’s still a little early before the finals week at Beijing University.

Qian Zhi simply forgot about it.

As she just came back, Qianzhi's main purpose now is to send invitations to banquets to people in the courtyard.

Even if all the people in the courtyard were to go, they still wouldn't be able to fit into one floor of the Hua'an courtyard.

So she took everyone into consideration in the college.

In addition, she invited a few seniors who she met at the school anniversary because she was a class cadre on the literary and art committee. Most of them were from the International College. Then there was nothing else.

When Qianzhi returned to Beijing University, she took a look at the belongings of the other three people in the dormitory as she should.

After not seeing each other for so long, they were also excited and naturally accepted it all.

After the greetings were finished, Qian Zhi said, "I didn't hold a banquet when I received the certificate. The person in our family said he wanted you to be happy, so I thought about setting up a few tables in the hotel to entertain the people in the courtyard.

Please come over, what do you think?"

Afraid that the three of them wouldn't understand, Qian Zhi emphasized, "But there will be no shortage of people who are alone in our dormitory."

Tang Jiujiu really wanted to see the person Qian Zhi mentioned, and at this moment his curiosity aroused, "Of course, but which one comes first and which one comes last?"

Pei Ying raised her eyes, "Tang Dajiu, is this important?"

"This determines when we will meet. I still say the same thing, if your voice sounds good, your appearance will definitely be the same!"

Because Qian Zhi was taken away directly before, Tang Jiu Jiu secretly thought about countless harmonious little theaters in his mind, and he was already half-dead. No matter what, he would binge on such a pair.

Pei Ying wanted to retaliate, but before she could even hum, Tang Jiujiu pressed her head and suppressed her, "Look at Zhi Zhi, she is at a banquet and introduced alone. Look at you again, shit."

Not even a fart! Why didn’t I realize before that our little Comrade Pei is actually possessed by the paranoid desire of the domineering president!"

As he spoke, Tang Jiujiu lowered his voice and imitated it perfectly, "Man, you can only be mine. If you dare to look at anyone else, your legs will be broken."
To be continued...