"Let's stop drinking and go eat!"

Shi Xiangming saw that the other party did not sit down, and the words that came out of her mouth also went straight to her heart, to be precise, her stomach, she was also hungry.

So, she picked up her phone and said, "Okay, let's go eat." ”

Unlike other girls, Shi Xiangming rarely carries a bag, or now college girls have not developed the habit of carrying a bag when they go out.

In the era when payment is also convenient, as long as the makeup is not messy, the pocket of the clothes is enough.

"What do you want to eat?"

Shi Xiangming hadn't recovered from her embarrassment just now, she didn't expect that she was so easily captured by the other party's eyes.

Looking at it up close now, the other party's eyes are not as black as ink, but the brown pupils still exude a charming temperament. It was a feeling she couldn't explain herself, but she felt that there was a lot hidden in her eyes.

"Should I ask you?"

Shi Xiangming followed behind Mu Jingchi, and as soon as the other party paused, she almost hit the other party, "I don't know, I'm not picky about what I eat." ”

The other party stopped talking, but walked forward, turning his head and looking at both sides, as if looking for a hidden delicacy.

Shi Xiangming followed Mu Jingchi, the lights in this Wanda Plaza were more gorgeous than the sunset outside, and the lights sprinkled down and shone on Mu Jingchi's body, so that Shi Xiangming could see his skin texture from the side.

The expression on the white face was a little cold, which made the other party's skin look a little more cold and hard.

"Let's eat Japanese food!"

After tossing and turning, Shi Xiangming heard the other party's words, and realized that she had come to the third floor, and was standing in front of a 'Kyoto Kaiseki Restaurant'.

There was a waiter in a kimono in front of the door, and it was not clear whether it was an RB or a Huaxia person. If you look around, you can see the renovated RB tatami mats inside, and you can hear the melodious Japanese songs.

So, Shi Xiangming nodded.

Although she grew up in Yanjing, she didn't have many opportunities to eat Japanese food, and most of them were Japanese restaurants around the school, and some sushi or rice balls were Shi Xiangming's impression of Japanese food.

So, when Mu Jingchi handed her the menu, she waved her hand to refuse.

"It's better for you to order, I'm not familiar with Japanese food. ”

Shi Xiangming was not polite when she saw the other party, and talked with the waiter about Japanese food, and it was over after a while.

"Do you like RB?"

While waiting for the cooking, Shi Xiangming finally had a chance to open the conversation. Her perception of others does not come from their looks, but from conversation.

She believes that a person's knowledge and temperament are hidden in the conversation, and through the conversation between the two, they can get a glimpse of each other's personality.

More cognition comes from behavior.

Mu Jingchi poured a glass of water, handed it to Shi Xiangming, and then poured another cup for himself.

Before the water was drunk, the words had arrived, Mu Jingchi shook his head and responded: "No, it's just because of my major." ”

Shi Xiangming nodded, she was keenly aware of the word professional in Mu Jingchi's words, so the topic began.

"I heard my mother say that you are a doctoral student at Huaqing University, but I don't know what major you are?"

"My major is materials, which is a basic research discipline, but it is also a very important subject. ”

Shi Xiangming doesn't know much about science and engineering, although she wants to continue to talk about this topic, but she doesn't know anything about materials, and it's embarrassing to chat without talking at all.

Fortunately, she heard the other party's next words, "I know you're Chinese a foreign university, so you should be studying English, right?"

English is nothing, after all, it is the simplest language and the most widely spoken. Mu Jingchi was curious about what he learned as a second language.

Talking about the language she is good at, Shi Xiangming is also full of interest, and speaks with a light smile.

"The second foreign language is German. ”

Mu Jingchi's eyes rolled on Shi Xiangming's face, and his look of surprise flashed, "German is difficult, as far as I know, there are more second foreign languages Japanese, French, and Spanish, right?"

"Yes. Shi Xiangming nodded, "Many people think that French is romantic, Spanish is sexy and interesting, and Japanese is culturally similar, all belong to Asia, and there is also the popularity of otaku culture and anime." ”

"In comparison, the rigorous German is a bit dull. ”

The Japanese food was well prepared and served quickly, and the two chatted about language for a few minutes before being interrupted by the dishes.

Shi Xiangming couldn't help but have some good feelings for the boy in front of her, the other party had some understanding of language, and did not exaggerate himself or belittle the other party during the conversation, but was willing to be a listener.

"Do you have any hobbies?"

Shi Xiangming took the initiative, and while eating Japanese food, she spoke again and turned the topic in another direction.

Hobbies have touched on their own aspects of life, although the hobby itself is not noble and lowly, but it also has an impact, indicating the focus of life, which is also a kind of life attitude, cultivating one's own temperament.

"Create, huh?"

Mu Jingchi's words made Shi Xiangming's eyes light up, it was the kind of light that found like-minded people, "My hobby is also creation, and I am an online writer." ”

At this moment, he couldn't help Mu Jingchi, his head looked so natural, and he was so surprised, completely involuntarily.

In his previous life, Guy was also an online writer, but he was just an online writer who hit the streets.

How did the sub-profession of the system come about, that is, according to the past life and the present life, the singer of the present life and the writer of the previous life.

"Do you know about web writers?"

When it comes to the topic of online writers, Shi Xiangming is more excited than the previous language topics, showing that her love for online writers is not inferior to foreign languages.

"A little bit of it, a little bit of it. ”

I don't know why, Mu Jingchi's image of Zhuge Liang flashed in his mind, and he blurted out the word "Slightly Understood" to show his modesty.

For online writers, he doesn't just know a little, he is simply clear.

Although the novel is hitting the street, he has added a lot to the author group, chatting and filling water in the group every day, watching those boutique bosses pretending to be forced.

For him, who is on the street, the boutique is already a big man.

"What's the name of the book you're writing now, I'll search it out. ”

Hearing the other party's words, Shi Xiangming instantly thought of the book she was writing now, "Sweet Wife: The President Loves Me Again".

I can't help but tremble in my heart, I think this kind of book is very good when I write it myself, but if I read it to boys, it's another matter, it's too shameful.

Shi Xiangming hurriedly waved her hand, a little shy, "No, no." ”