When Qin Kexin arrived at the venue, there were already three layers inside and three layers outside.

He underestimated the morning rush hour in Beijing, and he was stuck in traffic for more than 40 minutes after a 10-minute drive.

He had taken a seat in the last row of the conference room, by the doorway, as he had done the previous morning.

Subconsciously, he raised his head, wanting to pass over the human head on the third and outer three floors here, and see Bai Pujia's facial features clearly.

There are too many helpless people:

In addition to the staff, there are also some teachers hired from outside, and some representatives of the students' families, a family of three or even more, with the old and the young, came together, it was really lively!

Bai Pujia is presiding over the meeting, but her voice is always accidentally drowned out by the voices of people on the periphery, not to mention her little face surrounded by layers of people.

Such an active meeting was also so noisy that Qin Kexin was a little big. The meetings he has attended have always been orderly, either he is talking alone, everyone is listening, or he is listening to others say one after another, even if there is a whole discussion, it is also a large number of people in groups, at that time to summarize opinions, or few people to discuss together, he bowed his head and thought about his own, none of those voices will be high enough to annoy him.

There was no way, Qin Kexin, who had tried hard to get up a few times without success, not only gave up the idea of seeing some white pujia faces clearly, but also simply gave up the original idea of "come and listen carefully and learn more about the company's new projects".

Now that he thinks about his work, it is more difficult, so he simply gets up and goes out to take a breath.

He was already next to the back door, got up and took two steps into the hallway outside the conference room. He paced around and found that this large conference room was the only one, and the others were divided into large and small classrooms with frosted glass.

In each classroom, different themes such as literature, music, painting, and dance are set up, and the colors of the walls of the classrooms are different as the themes change, and the drawings pasted on the glass partitions are also different. The number of desks and chairs varies with the size of the classroom, and the shape of the table is either in a row or in a circle, with traces of movement, and it is thought that the placement changes according to the requirements of classroom teaching. There is also a piano in the music room, standing there quietly, as if waiting for people's fingers to touch it to create a beautiful tune.

He tried to find a classroom to sit in and sit alone, but found that they were all locked firmly.

He looked through the glass on the door of each classroom like a classroom tour, imagining that the children were teaching here, and the families in the community were receiving cultural edification here, and his heart suddenly swelled with emotion, and he couldn't help but have moist eyes, like a little boy sitting in the classroom, and also sitting at the simple desk in the bedroom at home, silently writing poems and calculating equations through the morning light outside the window. What a happy thing it would have been if there had been such an environment at that time, and that little boy could study in such an environment!

At this time, he didn't know that he was like a lonely crane, wandering outside these empty classrooms, with a serious and slightly melancholy expression, enough to attract the attention of those who saw him.

For example, the little girl at the front desk who stood outside the conference room to inspect the people entering and leaving.

As soon as he appeared in the hallway between the classrooms, she had already noticed him.

She noticed that he had been staring into the classroom, and looked at him with a smile, but he didn't react at all, not even noticing that there was anyone watching him.

The little girl at the front desk went back and forth twice in the next five minutes, tilted the tip of her nose, smiled with a standard smile showing eight teeth, and asked him very politely and patiently, if there was anything wrong, or if he felt any discomfort with this meeting, and if there was anything he needed help with?

Seeing that his actions would cause trouble to the others, he politely said no, turned around, and had no choice but to re-enter the large conference room, which was more lively than before.

Just as he was about to sit down, a short message from his sister Qin Ya arrived:

"Brother, did you go on a date with the white girl last night? How does it feel different from the other two? ”

"No date. In a meeting. You go to sleep. ”

He replied briefly, and was done with all that he had to say. If I want to say a few more words, his sister will not sleep with his innocent brother-in-law.

But the things about his personal problems mentioned in Qin Ya's text messages began to make him feel some invisible pressure again, and he couldn't help but feel a little impatient. To be honest, he didn't know what to do next.

Actually, it's not that his elders are worried that he doesn't need love and marriage, and it's not that he doesn't have feelings for girls.

He is just aware of some things in his heart, and I am afraid that it is not something that a random girl can walk into his heart, know and carry or dissolve.

He didn't know how to get a girl into his heart, or rather, how he was to judge what kind of girl was suitable for him to think about opening the door of his heart so that she could see his heart.

Therefore, he thought, don't hurt other girls, when the time comes, the girls think that they will be tortured by mental cold and violence when they enter marriage, and he can't stand it, it's better to be alone.

At least, when the heart is tormented, it is good to suffer alone, so that there will not be one more person to make him feel more guilty or add some trouble, if he has a child, this situation will definitely have an impact on the child, he does not want to be an irresponsible father, and he cannot bear a child's unhappy life.

But he can't say these unbelievable words to the elders in his family, otherwise, the sky will fall.

It was his cousin Qin Ya, who had grown up with him since childhood, and she didn't know anything about his innermost thoughts, she just thought that she had a cousin who was born extremely handsome, the more she didn't smile, the more flavorful she was, and she was born to love a person's freedom, be different, and make her proud.

In addition, almost all of his thoughts were given to his studies and later work and career, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to think about this difficult and difficult to grasp emotional matter.

As for what he said at the time, Li Zhenzhen from the Ministry of Information, another girl from the marketing and public relations department, what was it called, the name that I remembered quite clearly at the beginning, and the girl who couldn't remember people's names abruptly, it was okay, he used it as a shield early on.

The only person who presided over the meeting in front of him, Bai Pujia, had no bottom in his heart, and he pulled it on his back.

Therefore, in order to deal with the sudden waves that he thought would appear, he had already thought of a coping strategy on the plane back from the United States.

But I didn't expect that the old father, who came to pick him up in person after landing, was surprisingly calm about what kind of activities he wanted to arrange to help him with his lifelong event after he came back, and didn't say a word!

After he was incredulous, he now realized that the elders were going to push it like this. He smiled bitterly in his heart, and when he looked up, there was still a black crowd and a vague side face of Bai Pujia. His heart was at a loss.