Don't bother, the real daughter, she is recommended to Qingbei Zhibo

The scene suddenly became a little quiet, and Yan Xin's words successfully calmed the fans.

Other waiting passengers who wanted to come over for dinner looked at each other and finally chose to take a detour to another place. They did not want to get involved in trouble.

Seeing that Ning Zhi had already taken out her cell phone and was about to call the police, the female star glanced at the journalists with bright eyes, gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger and said to Yan Xin in a soft voice: "I will compensate you for them."

"Wouldn't it have been easier if we had done this earlier?"

Yan Xin took Ning Zhi's mobile phone and called up the payment code. The female star took a deep breath and scanned the number 12, then turned around and left on her high heels without looking at them.

The assistant and several staff members also raised their legs and chased after them. They were all like quails and didn't dare to say anything. Not to mention the "candid photography" that they used as an excuse before, which had long been forgotten by them. went.

The remaining fans looked at each other. Some continued to chase their idols, while others stood still thoughtfully.

Yan Xin picked up her phone with a broken screen and sighed quietly. She didn't care about the money, but she did care about the things in the phone.

"Just go back to Sihua and ask him to help extract the things." Ning Zhi patted her shoulder, "Now we should line up and get ready to wait for the bus."

The high-speed train from Haizhou to Yanjing takes about four and a half hours. In order to pass the time, Yan Xin cached many variety shows in advance, but now that her mobile phone is dead, she has nothing to watch.

Ning Zhi gave her the tablet, "But I don't have games or TV shows on it."

"Then what do you have?"

"paper?"

Yan Xin pushed the tablet back directly, expressionless, "Thank you, no need."

"I'm just kidding you." Ning Zhi chuckled, reached out and opened one of the folders, and showed Yan Xin the games and drama-chasing software inside, "I also need to relax, okay."

Yan Xin took a look at the games, Sudoku and puzzles. Can this be called relaxation? ? Only the Xiaoxiaole at the back can be counted as one.

Cheng Shuang, who was sitting next to Yan Xin, also looked over. After seeing the icons on the screen clearly, his expression was similar to Yan Xin's.

"Maybe our brains are really different. Why would anyone use these games as relaxation?"

"Me" Ning Zhi pointed at herself.

"You are not like other people," Yan Xin and Cheng Shuang said in unison.

Ning Zhi was speechless, why are you saying this again? ?

Yan Xin returned the tablet to her, "Forget it, I don't want to use my brain."

"Then you can watch it with me." Cheng Shuang gave Yan Xin an earphone.

Ning Zhi couldn't help but look at Fu Qian, who was across the aisle from her. The latter had a smile in his eyes, and he had obviously seen everything that had just happened.

"It doesn't matter, I'm almost the same as you." Fu Qian coughed lightly.

"I do not believe."

Fu Qian handed her his phone directly, "You can take a look."

"password?"

"Guess?"

Looking at the phone in his hand, Ning Zhi turned on the screen. When he saw that the wallpaper was his, Ning Zhi's expression didn't change much. After all, he already knew it.

Fu Qian asked her to guess the password, which meant that the password must have something to do with her. Ning Zhi tried to enter her birthday, and the next second the screen changed and successfully jumped to the mobile phone desktop.

"Wait a minute." Ning Zhi pointed to Fu Qian's mobile phone desktop wallpaper, her eyes full of confusion, "Why did you change another photo that I haven't seen before?" "Maybe you can ask Yan Xin about this."

Ning Zhi turned around and poked Yan Xin, who was watching the variety show seriously. When she turned around, Ning Zhi showed Fu Qian's phone wallpaper, "Tell me, who took the photo?"

The slightly familiar photo made Yan Xin's eyes wander. She was the one who took the photo, and she sent it to Fu Qian, but she really thought that Fu Qianqian would use it as wallpaper.

In the photo, Ning Zhi tilts her head slightly and looks in the direction of the camera. She has a freshly made dumpling in her hand. Yan Xin wiped the flour on the tip of her nose and face.

"I remember this photo was taken on New Year's Day of my junior year, right?" Cheng Shuang asked aloud.

Yan Xin nodded, "Yes, we rented a house near the school to celebrate the festival together. It was you who suggested making dumplings. It was obviously the first time for all three of us except you to make dumplings, but only A Zhi's dumplings were good-looking. I I can’t even look at Xueting’s. Fortunately, I can still eat it.”

Fortunately, it was Yan Xin's last struggle to still be able to eat these five words.

Ning Zhi couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, "Maybe this is talent."

Yan Xin didn't answer, but asked her another question, "Fu Qian's mobile phone, lock screen and desktop wallpaper are all yours, what about yours? Come and have a look."

Because her tone was full of provocation, Ning Zhi clicked her tongue and took out her mobile phone.

Ning Zhi's lock screen wallpaper is a national flag she took herself. Her lock screen wallpaper has not changed since high school.

But after seeing Ning Zhi's mobile phone desktop wallpaper, Yan Xin let out a long "Oh~".

Ning Zhi's ears were slightly red, and she showed the phone desktop to the curious Fu Qian. The wallpaper was indeed his, but it was a photo of his abs that he took in the mirror when he was in college. It was not even on his phone.

Fu Qian touched his belly and looked at the photo again. Didn't this give him the motivation to keep fit?

Ning Zhi had forgotten the original intention of looking at Fu Qian's phone. After returning the phone to him, she put on her headphones and continued to look down at some of the information and data analysis sent to her by Ye Xinran in the past few days on her tablet.

Maybe it was because he slept a little late last night, but Ning Zhi fell asleep unknowingly after watching it for a long time.

Ning Zhi had a dream in which she saw a younger Fu Qian, but she did not remember the content of the dream and was very confused when she woke up.

Hearing Fu Qian calling him softly, Ning Zhi turned to look over, with confusion in her eyes.

He reached out to take the water glass handed over by Fu Qian and took a sip. Feeling that he was awake a lot, Ning Zhi asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"We're almost at the station, go back to school and go to sleep."

Ning Zhi's reflex arc is still a bit long now, so she waited for a while before nodding, indicating that she understood.

Because it was the terminal station, everyone in the car got off with their things. Ning Zhi staggered due to the squeeze and grabbed Fu Qian's arm to maintain his balance.

Fu Qian reached out and took her into his arms, "I'll take you out first."

Fu Qian had other things to do, so he didn't insist on sending Ning Zhi back to school. He just helped them take a taxi.

"Go back and have a good rest. If anything happens, call me," Fu Qian warned. Although he didn't feel reassured, he could only watch Ning Zhi get into the car and leave.

Ning Zhi was drowsy along the way, and Yan Xin and Cheng Shuang looked worried.

Is it really okay?

The car stopped at the north gate of Yan University. Yan Xin couldn't help but pull Ning Zhi, "Why don't you call Xinran to pick you up?"

Ning Zhi shook her head. Although she was still in a daze, she was not lost in Yan University.

"Don't worry, it's no problem."