a delicate flower

The etiquette teacher Xing Lu was in charge of contacting finally determined that there would be one and a half hours of free time from 07:30 to [-]:[-] on Friday night to provide guidance and training to the freshmen.

After Xing Lu confirmed the news, she sent a notice to the freshmen one day in advance. After all, it was the first formal training class, and the freshmen were full of enthusiasm, and the number of confirmed attendees exceeded the expected total.

The training venue is set in the activity room of the Ritual Model Department.The interior is spacious and bright, and there are mirror walls. The etiquette teacher is very satisfied with this.Cao Huaide went to the conference room to borrow a few chairs according to the etiquette teacher's request, and put together about [-] folding chairs and placed them in the activity room for the freshmen to use in class.

As soon as Zhuang Lin arrived, he sat in the corner and took out his mobile phone. The locked screen reminded him that he had unread group messages. He clicked out that his roommate was in the dormitory group and asked him to drink sugar water.

Zhuang Lin replied: No need, I have something to do in the club tonight, you go, don't wait for me.

As soon as Zhuang Lin replied to the message, he felt someone approaching beside him, and then heard a girl's sweet voice——

"Hi~ can I sit here?"

Zhuang Lin raised his head and saw Fang Chaotian standing in front of him with a sweet smile on his face.She has a pair of big watery eyes, with two clear eyes, when she looks at you eagerly, people can't bear to refuse.

Zhuang Lin pressed the power button of the phone and turned off the screen, his eyes fell on Fang Chaotian's face, with a smile on his lips.Just as Fang Chaotian subconsciously regarded his smile as a default, he heard Zhuang Lin say, "It's best not to."

"..."

Fang Chaotian probably didn't expect that his polite words would be refuted, the expression on his face was immediately stunned, and his smile was a little stiff.

The sudden embarrassment slowly sank along with the silence between the two, and the compressed space seemed to squeeze the air, as if to suffocate people in it.

Fortunately, Zhuang Lin spoke in time to break the suffocating silence——

Zhuang Lin explained: "In the past two days, some people in the department have criticized me. You'd better not get too close to me. I'm worried that it will hurt you."

As soon as Zhuang Lin entered the door, he heard someone gossiping, the voice was neither soft nor heavy, like whispering, but few people would whisper so blatantly.

There are even male taunts.

"Have you noticed that he is very close to the minister?"

"Who?"

"Our Minister Ellen~"

"Tsk tsk, that's not too bad."

"How do you feel that you made money?"

"Haha."

……

Zhuang Lin lowered his eyes and unconsciously rubbed the knuckles of his right hand.

After listening to Zhuang Lin's explanation, Fang Chaotian calmed down, shook his head, and said, "I've heard about that too... But, I think everyone can see your strengths. I mean... Your own conditions are already good enough, and the selection mechanism of the interview is the survival of the fittest, so you don't have to bear the burden..."

Fang Chaotian's voice was soft and soft, with a feeling of shyness, her eyes sometimes dodged, and sometimes shyly met Zhuang Lin's eyes.

With a smile on his face, Zhuang Lin listened quietly to Fang Chaotian's words, whether it was encouragement or sarcasm, he just felt that the girl purposely said this bluntly and not tactfully, which fit her personality very well.

When the eyes of the two met again, Fang Chaotian didn't avoid it in a hurry, but looked at Zhuang Lin with restraint and said, "You said just now, are you worried that I will get hurt if I get too close to you?"

A pause.

Fang Chaotian sat down next to Zhuang Lin, shyly mustered up his courage, and said, "I think you are a very gentle person..."

Zhuang Lin remained silent.

Fang Chaotian smiled, and then asked: "Did I guess right?"

She tilted her head slightly, and her inadvertent little movements revealed a cute naive look.

Zhuang Lin smiled at her, but did not answer.Xin said: No, you guessed wrong - I don't want to get too close to you, it's just because I don't want the senior to be overwhelmed.

Zhuang Lin stood up and said politely to her, "I'll go out first."

Fang Chaotian looked at Zhuang Lin's back, the smile on his face remained undiminished, as if he was too innocent to see that Zhuang Lin's actions were deliberately avoiding her.

·

Ailang came from the apartment and arrived at the activity room after seven o'clock. Fortunately, Cao Huaide was there to maintain order, and Xing Lu was downstairs to pick up the teacher.

Ailang walked into the activity room. The freshmen sat quietly in their seats. The scene was in good order, waiting for a leader to speak on stage.

It happened that the etiquette teacher hadn't arrived yet, so as soon as Ai Lang pushed the door in, he walked to the middle position, and while all the staff were present, he said, "Don't just sit and play with your mobile phone, everyone, let's chat."

The freshmen present were excited when they heard Ai Lang's words, only when Ai Lang wanted to talk about the mountains with them, but Ai Lang went on to say: "I heard about such a thing yesterday... It is said that someone in our department is questioning whether a certain classmate Participated in the interview, directly parachuted into the etiquette department, and replaced her "roommate's friend". Is there such a thing, huh? Have you heard of it?"

Ellen unhurriedly pulled out a chair and sat in the middle, his head facing the dome light, and for a moment, all the lights in the room seemed to be focused on him.He was full of smiles, his tone was flat, neither angry nor angry, the presence was shrouded in silence, people outside the situation did not make a sound, and those with a guilty conscience dared not make a sound.

Ai Lang narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "Everyone, don't be too restrained. I raised this question face to face. I just want to give those students who questioned a chance to ask questions. There is also that friend who was replaced by a certain friend." What about your roommate? You bring it up now and tell me who your 'friend of your roommate' is. If you really received a notification text message and were told to send the wrong message, I will go and cut Xing Lu first, and then rush to that A little classmate welcomes into the ceremony model department——

"Conversely, if you don't stand up and say it now, that classmate may really, really miss the opportunity to join the Ritual Model Department. Besides, if the news spreads today, don't you have to take it over? No It’s a big scapegoat for loyalty’."

Ailang said this very sincerely, and by the way, he helped others analyze the powerful relationship in it quite reasonable.

However, there was still no one in the audience.

half an hour.

Ai Lang's voice sounded again in the classroom: "By the way, there is the most inexplicable point. You can ask the eldest sister who took you to Sutuo at that time. She is also my immediate boss. You can ask her, Li Is the number of people selected for the model department so strict that it is not acceptable to have one more or one less?"

The higher-ups did not specify the exact number of people selected, so where do we start with the number of replacements?

When Ai Lang said this, the presence was even more quiet as a chicken. Those who didn't know the situation became afraid to talk nonsense, while those with a guilty conscience pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Until the end, the "relative" of the party who made a fuss about the vague concept of "roommate's friend" did not stand up to fight for the rights and interests of the party. This result was also expected by Ai Lang.

Ai Lang stood up, and his eyes fell on Zhuang Lin who was on the side. The two looked at each other. Zhuang Lin smiled at him as usual, his eyes were clear and free from impurities.

Xing Lu just walked in with the etiquette teacher at this time. Ai Lang looked away, and then greeted the teacher with a smile on his face.

As soon as the etiquette teacher who provided the training arrived, Ai Lang, the protagonist who had just stood under the "spotlight", also readily gave way.Ai Lang and Cao Huaide walked out of the activity room together. They stood in front of the automatic water dispenser, and the water spout was pouring water into Ai Lang's cup. He heard Cao Huaide next to him say: "What happened just now , why didn't you mention it to me in advance? I'll just talk about it, you don't have to come forward. "

Ailang raised his head, glanced at Cao Huaide, saw him frowning, and smiled slightly: "That's not possible, how can I let you sing bad faces every time."

Ailang squinted and smiled, but his words were half true and false.

Since Ai Lang learned about this matter yesterday, even when he was angry, he didn't directly clarify the truth in the wechat group of the club. Instead, he endured until today when all the members arrived at the scene and then spoke face-to-face, in order to ensure that everyone can hear To every word he said, instead of a new notice from all members of Aite that was submerged in the WeChat group.

Anger was the secondary reason. Ai Lang didn't want to "sit idly by", nor did he want to comfort Zhuang Lin to look away. He didn't even mention this matter in front of Zhuang Lin.

He thought about it and thought about it, holding back this bad thing until tonight, not only helping Zhuang Lin to prove his innocence, but also showing how much he attaches importance to Zhuang Lin - this is a credit to him, how can Cao Cao Wade does it for him.

Ailang's little calculation in his heart was crackling.

However, Cao Huaide smoothed his brows because of Ailang's words, pursed his lips, and said, "I don't care."

Don't care if others like it or hate it.

Cao Huaide was born with a mean face, thin lips, hooked nose, sharp eyes, serious expression, making people feel difficult to get close to, and the whole person looked a little cold and gloomy.

Cao Huaide also showed a stern look to the outside world as a matter of course—since he served as the deputy director of the Ministry of Rites and Models, he took the initiative to take over the role of the minister who was serious and demanding, and left the praiseworthy labels such as approachable and humorous. For AI Lang and Xing Lu.

In other words, there is always someone in the management team who is responsible for singing the red face, and someone has to be responsible for singing the bad face.Although the starting point of red face and white face is the common purpose of "mobilizing the enthusiasm of the subordinates", but red face is likable, but white face is hated by others.

"..."

Ai Lang turned off the switch of the blue water outlet, took another half cup of warm water, changed the subject directly, and asked, "By the way, the FDYG auto show is in the middle of the month, right? Is the quota full now?"

Cao Huaide suppressed the inappropriate warmth in his eyes, and asked instead: "How many seats do you want?"

Ai Lang picked up the cup and took a sip, tried the water temperature, and said: "Ten, half male and half male, just give that class of children a taste of sweetness."

The FDYG auto show is not a pheasant show outside the [-]th line. It is quite high-profile, and the treatment is good, so it should be used as bait.Moreover, his family likes to arrange two-two partners for exhibition models, and it is also possible for the old seniors to bring along a group of recruits.

Cao Huaide frowned slightly, but still nodded: "Then we have to make the new model cards first."

Xing Lu came out to pick up the water with the etiquette teacher's thermos cup. Seeing that Ai Lang and Cao Huaide were both there, she asked casually, "What are you talking about?"

Ai Lang didn't answer and asked instead: "Have the children's boots who majored in fashion design completed the mid-term assessment? Is there anyone in the Academy of Art who wants to find a model? I want to earn extra money."

Xing Lu looked disgusted and said, "Are you going to start selling children?"

Ai Lang squinted at her and smiled: "how can this be."

Ai Lang walked to the door of the activity room with a water glass in his hand, leaned against the door frame, and watched the etiquette teacher training new students through the glass door.The first lesson is still standing. All freshmen are required to stand against the mirror wall for 10 minutes, with their feet spread wide and shoulder width apart. At the same time, their shoulders, heels and buttocks should be close to the wall. ahead.

Ailang looked at the children being trained, and his eyes were always focused on one person. He was standing upright with a calm expression, as if it was normal.

Cao Huaide stood behind him and asked, "Aren't you going in?"

Ai Lang refused, shook his head and said: "Go, the etiquette teacher will catch one by one, and I will let you demonstrate to the younger students."

Cao Huaide: "..."

Hearing this, the tragic memory of being tortured by the etiquette teacher last year as a freshman was suddenly awakened.Cao Huaide also stopped beside Ai Lang.

Xing Lu saw the backs of Ai Lang and the two standing at the door, she couldn't help rolling her eyes, and said, "Get out of the way——"

AI Lang hurriedly pushed open the glass door for Xing Lu, and said to Xing Lu, "Thank you for your hard work."