It's a pity that from the beginning to the end of this drama, there is not a single mention of the name of the screenwriter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She didn't know that Jing Xi deliberately didn't let everyone say it, because she felt that she was just reflecting Tang Wan's story truthfully, and she didn't make any effort worthy of everyone's praise.

Chu Lin didn't think like this, she saw Jing Xi's progress in ballet from this incident, from being able to dance to acting, and now she understands it more deeply.

"Then try to write a few more scripts in the future, which will help you understand each movement of the ballet." Teacher Chu Lin gave encouragement and affirmation to her success this time.

Jing Xi nodded his head with a smile, but secretly complained in his heart, how can the script be so easy to write, this time it is because the subject matter is so good, it will have such a good effect.

On the first of September, the school opened.

At the entrance of the Peking University campus, it was much more lively than usual, and the freshmen of Peking University from all over the country, carrying their bags and full of beautiful visions for the future, walked into the campus of Peking University, and looked curiously at the important starting point of their lives.

Jing Xi walked into the bedroom where she had not stayed for a day, the bedroom was a bunk bed, a quadruple room, and her bed was an upper bunk by the window.

Her bed was covered with washbasins and chests, and a thick layer of dust.

There was no one in the bedroom, and Jing Xi didn't know who the things on the bed belonged to, so she took them down and placed them neatly on the ground in the middle of the room.

She went to the bathroom at the end of the hallway, picked up a basin of water, and began to clean.

When Jing Xi made the bed and her things, three girls came in the room, talking and laughing.

When they saw Jing Xi, they all didn't speak, and looked at Jing Xi curiously.

"Hello! My name is Jing Xi! Jing Xi smiled politely and greeted them.

"Are you a freshman?" A pointy-faced girl asked.

"No, I'm a sophomore in the Chinese department." Jing Xi said with a smile.

"Then why haven't we seen you?" A tomboy-looking girl next to her looked puzzled.

"I have something at home, so I took a year off from school." Jing Xi answered her patiently.

"I see!" The tomboy nodded, and a girl in a white shirt tugged at the corner of her coat and motioned with her eyes to look at the ground.

"I don't know whose stuff is on the bed? You are not here, so I will put it on the ground first. Jing Xi saw their small movements and explained with an apologetic smile.

The tomboy waved his hand, "It's okay, we originally took your bed, it's not right first!" ”

"By the way, I know your name, but you don't know a few of us! My name is Zhanju, she is Zhao Yufang, this is Song Qian. ”

Zhan Ju pointed to the two girls next to him and introduced Jing Xi with a big grin.

Zhao Yufang, who was wearing a white shirt, immediately retracted his hand and lowered his head when he heard Zhan Ju say his name.

Song Qian and Jing Xi, who had sharp faces, dealt with a smiling face so-so, and went to move their own things.

Zhan Ju didn't seem to notice their cold rejection of Jing Xi, and instead of tidying up her things together, he pulled Jing Xi and wanted to help her make her bed.

Jing Xi felt that she really wanted to help, so he pulled her and looked at the neatly made beds that had been made, and the neatly folded clothes in the cupboard.

Zhan Ju scratched his head, "Why don't I take you around the campus to familiarize yourself with the environment, and by the way, grandma, the class we are in, I forgot to ask, what class are you?" ”

"One class!" Jing Xi knew how many classes she had been assigned to last year, and before she came, she also called her homeroom teacher, Teacher Chen, to confirm.

"Teacher Chen in the first class is very strict, and usually no one is allowed to be late or absent from class in morning reading class and self-study class." Zhan Ju stuck out his tongue and said with a look of fear.

"What class are you on?" Jing Xi has a good impression of this hearty and enthusiastic girl.

"Fortunately, a few of us are in the third class, and Mr. Li turns a blind eye to us, as long as someone clicks it, he will let it go." Zhan Ju sympathized with Jing Xi and couldn't help but rejoice.

Jing Xi was amused by her expression, "The teacher is strict in order to learn things, isn't that good?" ”

"I know that, too! But I don't like this kind of thing that has many meanings in one word, and as soon as I enter the classroom, I get dizzy! Zhan Ju just returned his eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, his face was sad.

"Since you don't like it, why do you want to take the Chinese department?" Jing Xi was also curious about the reason why she chose the Chinese department, after all, she could see at a glance that she was a character who couldn't sit still.

"I don't want to, I originally said that it was the Air Force Military Academy, but who knew that my mother took advantage of my father's absence to secretly change my volunteer." Zhan Ju sat listlessly on the bed of Jing Xi's lower bunk like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Zhanju, how many times have I told you, don't sit on my bed." Song Qian, who had just sorted out her things, saw the battle move she had just sat down when she turned around, and immediately rushed over, grabbed her arm, and dragged her up.

Song Qian kept patting the bed with her hand, complaining vigorously about the battle moves, and finally took out a red checkered sheet from the bed and spread it on the side of the bed, before shouting fiercely to the battle moves: "You can sit!" Next time, don't wait for me to lay out the list, just sit on my bed, be careful that I pinch you! ”

She stretched out her finger and twisted it on Zhan Ju's arm, Jing Xi saw Zhan Ju's expression of not caring at all, and knew that Song Qian didn't really pinch her.

It's also a fun girl!

"Let's go to the cafeteria to get food!" Zhao Yufang stood in front of them with a white iron lunch box.

"I'm going to invite you out to dinner today! Celebrate our first meeting. Jing Xi suggested.

"Okay!" Zhan Ju jumped up happily, "I know there is a hot pot that makes the most delicious, let's go there!" ”

"I still eat hot pot, every time I finish eating, it tastes like a whole body." Song Qian pursed her lips, slightly disgusted, but she also stood up, looking like she was waiting for the battle to lead the way.

"Forget it, you can't just let you spend money as soon as you meet, you must know that it is not easy for your parents to make money, and the cost of going to school is also large, so you will have no money at the end of the month." Zhao Yufang lowered her head, her hand was playing with the handle of the lunch box back and forth, and said in a very soft voice.

"It's okay, I never spend my family's money." Jing Xi glanced at Zhao Yufang vaguely a few times, and said with a smile.

"Heck, why do you talk so much nonsense after a meal? Zhao Yufang, didn't you see what brand of clothes Jing Xi was wearing? Can a person who can wear clothes worth thousands of yuan not be able to afford to eat a meal of more than 100 yuan? Song Qian unceremoniously snatched a few words from Zhao Yufang, and her eyes were full of impatience. (To be continued.) )