Ran Zijin is discussing the thesis defense with his supervisor.

"For your dissertation, I guess the teacher in the defense team will ask you about your understanding of the definition of communicative pedagogy." The tutor was satisfied with Ran Zijin's paper, so he was willing to say a few more words.

"Hmm. That's the content of the content, can the format be adjusted after the most coarse adjustment? Ran Zijin asked the mentor modestly.

"I'm not busy printing, I haven't given the most refined format template yet." The tutor flipped through Ran Zijin's thesis, and then added, "I have never asked where you got these data, it is estimated that the defense will ask, you have to prepare in advance, and the attached information should be attached to the back of the thesis." ”

"I have a copy of the information." In order to write this paper, Ran Zijin spent a lot of time doing surveys, and then statistics, and really spent a lot of effort.

The tutor wanted to say something, but Ran Zijin's phone rang.

She was embarrassed to hang up, but the mentor said, "Take it." That's it for the paper, you are so serious, it is not a problem to get an excellent one. You have to work hard to find a job! ”

"Hmm. Thank you, thank you! Ran Zijin smiled and bowed, and walked away with his mobile phone and papers.

At this time, she was simply happy, and she couldn't tell that she was raised in an orphanage, nor could she see what sad things she had experienced.

"Hu Die, what's wrong?" Ran Zijin answered the phone before the bell rang, "I was just talking to my supervisor about my thesis." ”

"Zijin, Leng Muxuan still doesn't want to see me, what should I do?" Hu Dieurn said angrily, still wiping his tears, "I begged him so quietly." ”

Ran Zijin chuckled in her heart, the happiness on her face suddenly disappeared, she squeezed her mobile phone tightly, "Hu Die, where are you now?" I'm looking for you. ”

"I'm out of the cold house, I'm going home. If you're busy, you don't have to. ”

"I'm not busy." Ran Zijin exhaled, as if he had made a big decision, and said firmly, "Hu Die, we'll see you in the old place, I have something to tell you!" ”

After hanging up the phone, Ran Zijin went back to the dormitory to put his papers, took his wallet, and rushed to the 'Maggie Gift'.

She arrived earlier than Hu Die, asked for a glass of ice water and drank it slowly, thinking of what she was going to say to Hu Die for a while, her nervous palms were full of sweat.

"Zijin! What happened to you? Hu Die walked to Ran Zijin and sat down, she called her several times just now, but she didn't hear it.

Although she touched up her makeup, she could still see traces of crying.

Ran Zijin was panicked when he saw it, and he just wanted to cry when he was uncomfortable, "No." I was fascinated by the piano. She pointed to the white piano, "The maiden's prayer." My favorite tune. ”

Hu Die asked for coffee, pouted and began to complain, "Zijin, what kind of woman do you say Leng Muxuan likes?" Am I not good enough? Why does he hate me so much? ”

"I don't know." Ran Zijin lowered his head and looked at the tender white fingers that had become thinner and longer through the glass, but he didn't dare to look at the butterfly, "Do you like Leng Muxuan so much?" Do you know him? ”

"I don't know, but I like him, and I'll try to understand everything about him." Butterflies, like Ran Zijin, will not change what they believe.

"But......" Ran Zijin stopped talking.

"But what?" Butterfly was curious, Zijin hadn't hesitated so much to talk to her.