Tang Wan looked at Jian Fangshu and explained the facts lightly: "I don't believe you don't know what Uncle Jian wants to do, Jane's didn't give Yihui Wenxiu any support, to put it bluntly, Yihui Wenxiu is just a shell branch of your Jane's." I don't need to see those cooperation projects to know, the terms must all be in favor of Jane's. ”

Jian Fangshu's fingertips trembled slightly, of course she had read those terms.

She knew exactly what Jian Congwei had in mind from the beginning.

Tang Wan stood up and sat down beside Jian Fangshu: "Shu Shu." I know it's hard for you to be caught in the middle, but do you want to listen to your dad like this all the time? ”

Jian Fangshu fell silent and did not speak.

Tang Wan said: "Since you came back, Uncle Jian has been hinting to the outside world that he will marry Lin Qingsong, and Yihui Wenxiu has also obtained a lot of contract orders for unknown reasons, do you think this is a good thing?" Sober up, Shu Shu, Lin Qingsong is not just playing with Ren Zixian, you should also see it. Have you ever wondered what role you're playing in this story? Is the upside-down junior or the haunted ex? ”

Tang Wan spoke very politely, she said directly: "You weren't like this before, in the past, in school, around us, everyone would wonder how Jian Fangshu fell in love with Lin Qingsong's stuffy gourd." When did you start to lose your pride? ”

Jian Fangshu fell silent, and only said after a while: "I have forgotten what I was like before. ”

Tang Wan gently held her hand: "Do you know? Lin Qingsong once told us how he liked you. ”

In fact, although Lin Qingsong and Jian Fangshu knew each other for a long time, their first contact was on a school trip in middle school, and Jian Fangshu helped Lin Qingsong choose a gift for Lin Xuedi.

And then because of this incident, the two of them smoothly turned into a nodding relationship.

Lin Qingsong is usually introverted and low-key, and usually walks with Tang Wan and Su Ye, so there are really not many people who can be called friends with him.

The first time the two had a formal intersection was at the school's anniversary performance.

Lin Qingsong was arranged to play the violin for a show, and Jian Fangshu was the solo dancer of that show.

After the school's anniversary, it is the year of their sprint for the college entrance examination, so this is also a gift from their alma mater, not only the students, but also the teachers.

Parents of school students were invited to participate, and even the Education Bureau sent leaders to inspect the school.

The principal felt that this was a good time to promote the school, so he contacted the media to conduct a photo interview.

The program arranged for Lin Qingsong and them as the finale performance naturally needs to be foolproof.

Lin Kaifeng has always disliked Lin Qingsong doing these useless work, so he naturally opposes it, so Lin Qingsong has no intention of letting Lin Kaifeng know.

And Zhu Jinglan shirked his busy work and didn't plan to come, Lin Qingsong accepted the result indifferently.

"Your parents aren't coming?" Jian Fangshu sat on the high platform in the auditorium and ate potato chips, "It's a pity." ”

Lin Qingsong rubbed his piano on the side: "What's the pity." ”

His tone was indifferent, Jian Fangshu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stuffed a piece of potato chip into his mouth: "What you said is the same as what my father said, and he also thinks it's useless." ”

Lin Qingsong didn't speak, and Jian Fangshu sighed: "My dad wants me to learn cultural relics restoration, and he said that the official will definitely support this industry in the future." ”

"Pretty good." Lin Qingsong said pertinently.

Jian Fangshu patted the residue on his hands, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands clean, and hummed softly: "What's good, what's good, facing those ugly and dirty cultural relics all day long, making yourself dusty, what's so good about this?" ”

"But your dad told you to learn it." Lin Qingsong did not evaluate whether the profession of cultural relics restoration is good or not.

Jian Fangshu stretched out his hands: "Yes, if he asks me to learn, I must be obedient?" ”

Lin Qingsong asked, "Then what do you want to learn?" ”

Jian Fangshu lifted her white wrist, and on it was a string of yellow diamond bracelets.

She took off the bracelet and pointed it at the sunlight, and the crystal clear bracelet reflected the light and cast a colorful light on the ground, like a rainbow.

"I wanted to go somewhere shinier, and I wanted to learn jewelry design," she says. I feel like I can design something even more sparkling. I don't want to listen to him. ”

Lin Qingsong looked at her bright smile and asked, "What do you want?" ”

Jian Fangshu smiled slyly: "My dad loves me the most, as long as I talk to him well, he will definitely be able to agree." ”

Lin Qingsong did not express any comments.

Later, I heard that Jian Fangshu and Jian Congwei had a very unpleasant quarrel, and Jian Congwei was very resolute on the issue of the university.

Although Jian Fangshu was as usual in the next few rehearsals, Lin Qingsong always felt that her smile was reluctant.

Later, he learned that Jian Fangshu ran away from home because of the problem of subdivision, and Jian Congwei didn't coax her as usual, but only lived with her at a friend's house.

Lin Qingsong doesn't care much about other people's affairs, but Jian Fangshu is a self-acquaintance, and he arbitrarily characterizes the relationship between the two as friends.

Because of Lin Qingsong's low-key and troubled personality, he always talks to him a lot.

The school's celebration was held as scheduled, no matter how awkward Jian Fangshu and Jian Congwei were, Jian Congwei still came.

He sat in the second row of the auditorium with a straight face, and in front of him was the vacant seat - in the middle of the first row was the seat reserved for Lin Qingsong's parents.

Just as Lin Qingsong expected, Lin Kaifeng never showed up from beginning to end.

"Is your dad really not coming?" Jian Fangshu quietly looked forward in the background.

She wore a dance dress with a swaying skirt, and the broken diamonds on her chest sparkled, like a little princess.

Lin Qingsong checked the violin again: "It's okay." ”

"I'm going to fight my dad to the end," Jian Fangshu pursed her lips, and suddenly a sly light flashed in her eyes, "Lin Qingsong, can you do me a favor." ”

Lin Qingsong raised his eyes: "I can't help you." ”

"You're thinking too much, I'm just trying to mess up this show." Jian Fangshu smiled like a little fox ready to play a prank.

In the end, Jian Fangshu didn't tell Lin Qingsong what she was going to do, but just raised her hand meaningfully and patted Lin Qingsong's shoulder: "I believe in you." ”

Lin Qingsong went on the stage with anxiety in his heart, this piece is a work he has practiced for half a month, and there is absolutely no reason for making mistakes.

The audience listened with bated breath, and everyone looked peaceful and appreciative.

The spotlight shone on his face, making him feel dizzy.

What does Jian Fangshu mean just now?

The sound of the violin is smooth, and with Jian Fangshu's dance, it is a grand audio-visual feast.

Lin Qingsong gently pulled the bowstring, and at the end of the section, the two-second pause was to let the audience relax, and Jian Fangshu's toes lightly touched the wooden floor.

As if sensing something, Lin Qingsong suddenly looked at Jian Fangshu, only to see the latter smiling lightly at him, his eyes full of expectation.