Jiaochen

Chapter 45.4: He Missed Her (4)

Chapter 45.4: He Missed Her (4)

Ji Qingying was taken aback, and glanced at the time, "Isn't it time yet?"

She said, "Then you go eat, I'm going back to the classroom."

Fu Yanzhi whispered, "Okay, my phone is always on, and I'll tell you when I'm busy."

"Yeah."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Qingying went back to the classroom.

She cleaned up all her bad moods and went all out again.

She was busy here, but Fu Yanzhi was a little better.

When there was no accident, the duty was not tiring.

He stared at the phone for a long time, and looked sideways at the dinner on the side, losing his appetite.

Fu Yanzhi pondered for a moment and called his mother.

Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu were taking a walk. Looking at the caller, she raised her eyebrows, and told Fu Zheng, "Your son must want to ask me for help again."

Fu Zheng: ""

He chuckled and said "Probably something about his girlfriend."

In the memory of the two, Fu Yanzhi grew up so mature, and the number of times he asked them for help was rare.

Last time, it was for the game tickets.

Mother Fu shook her head and said in disgust, "A son with a girlfriend is like splashing water."

Fu Zheng: ""

While talking, Mother Fu answered the phone.

"Hello." She deliberately asked, "Fu Yanzhi, what can I do?"

Fu Yanzhi, "Mom."

Mother Fu chuckled and said, "What are you doing, it's okay if you call me."

She said, "Speak, don't delay my walk with your dad."

Fu Yanzhi was speechless, and asked in silence, "I listened before to Ye Zhenzhen. You seem to have accepted an invitation, right?"

Mother Fu snorted, "The design contest is over tomorrow, what's wrong?"

Fu Yanzhi paused and said in a low voice, "If it is not convenient can you bring another assistant. I'll go."

Mrs. Fu was speechless, " You?"

"Hmm."

Mother Fu raised her eyebrows in surprise, and looked at Fu Zheng, "Why? You don't need to rest tomorrow?"

This kind of training was not inconvenient. As long as the students' time was convenient, they could move freely after class.

"No."

Mother Fu: ""

Fu Yanzhi answered, "I'll just go over and take a look."#pleasereadthischapterat

Mother Fu didn't say a word.

She choked, speechless for a long time and finally said, "I see, you are still quite sticky with your girlfriend ah."

Fu Yanzhi did not refute.

Mother Fu also knew her son's character, he was not someone who was willing to explain more.

She pondered for a few seconds, then whispered, "Okay, tomorrow I will let my assistant pick you up in the hospital."

"Good."

Mother Fu said "Um, is there anything else?"

Fu Yanzhi paused slightly and whispered, "Mom, thanks."

" Mushy, hang up."

Fu Yanzhi looked at the phone being hung up with a smile.

The next morning.

The designer training side welcomed the president of San Qing Group.

Ji Qingying only found out in the classroom. Xu Bingying was sitting next to her, telling her the latest gossip.

"You know, the president of Sanqing is very good."

Ji Qingying took the drawing and lowered her head to think and asked, "Well, how do you say it?"

Xu Bingying said, "She is a female."

She continued, "But she rarely shows up, many things are handled by the vice president below. This time she came to encourage the new generation of designers to come."

Upon hearing this, Ji Qingying raised her eyebrows, expressing her thoughts clearly, "Oh."

She said, "That's kinda expected, I've read about it before. I think it says she's a design major too, right?"

"Yes."

The two of them were muttering in a small voice when they suddenly heard an exclamation

Ji Qingying raised her head subconsciously. After seeing the woman on the podium, she was stunned.

This person if she remembered correctly, she seemed to have seen her somewhere.

Ye Qing looked around, stopped her eyes for a moment, smiled and said, "Hello everyone, this is Ye Qing."

After introducing herself Ye Qing didn't waste much time and began to lecture.

What a designer had to do was not only to design the work out. It was also necessary to capture the current popular culture, even the culture of a company, but also to have some understanding in order to develop better.#pleasereadthischapterat

Ye Qing was a manager, but also a designer.

She was good at combining these together and informing these new generation designers what people needed and what they liked.

Because Ye Qing was in class, the classroom on this day was arranged in a very ordinary desk classroom.

Ji Qingying sat in the back row, carefully and intently looking at the big screen on the side of the podium, taking notes from time to time.

As she was writing, a shadow fell next to her.

She didn't care too much, thinking it was a late classmate.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from outside.

With the wind coming in, there was a faint floral fragrance. In the not-so-rich floral fragrance, she smelled a familiar smell.

Ji Qingying paused with the pen in her hand, and slowly looked to the side.

As soon as she turned her head, she crashed into a pair of long and narrowed eyes.

She was stunned, just staring at him in a daze. There was no response for a long time.

Fu Yanzhi looked at her sideways and knocked on her desk.

"Concentrate on class."

Ji Qingying's lips moved, and she couldn't speak a word for a long time.

She turned her head and looked at the podium. Ye Qing was still giving lectures.

Ji Qingying numbly took two lines of notes and turned her head again.

How could Fu Yanzhi be here?

A moment later, there was a piece of paper in front of her, on which was written first concentrate on the lecture.

Ji Qingying couldn't help but lower her head and write- Why are you here?

Fu Yanzhi: Well, I came to accompany you in class.

After the class was over, everyone packed up and left. Ji Qingying looked at the man next to her seriously and asked "Why did you suddenly come?"#pleasereadthischapterat

Fu Yanzhi looked down at her and chuckled, "Don't want me to come?"

Ji Qingying shook her head.

Fu Yanzhi reached out and rubbed her hair, "I told you last night."

"Huh?" Ji Qingying looked at him blankly.

He lowered his head and touched her lips, and asked in a low voice "Forgot?"

Ji Qingying blinked and immediately hooked his neck with her hands.

"No."

He said last night that he missed her.

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