Dressed as a cannon fodder substitute for a beautiful president

Qizheng got into the car only to hear Zhuang Muqing clarify the arrangements for tonight. She silently breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately it was not a big scene with many people.

"The original plan was to officially celebrate for you tomorrow, but Yun Shan said that according to domestic time, it should actually be tonight."

Qizheng smiled: "It's not so particular, I am very grateful for your kindness."

After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and yawned a little, Zhuang Muqing turned to her and asked, "Are you tired?"

"Last night, in order to catch up with homework, I only slept for three hours, but I was able to hold on."

Zhuang Muqing just received her master's degree last year. She graduated from a well-known design school in New York.Many people think that international students are hard, but those who have studied design know that the days of disorder, uncertainty and unexpected situations are full of their schooling career.

She shared her anti-fatigue experience with a smile: "It will be hard at first, but it will be fine after you get used to it. You can usually exercise more, and try to change the type of diet."

Qizheng loves Chinese food most of the time, she doesn't like French fries, burgers, or steak salad that much, which is really difficult.

"I basically eat cereal for breakfast now, which is not bad."

In order to save time, Qizheng chooses nutritious and convenient food for breakfast, but she actually prefers those hot noodles and rice noodles or small wontons.

But these are just unfamiliar and distant words to Zhuang Muqing who lives in the United States.She can understand what this kind of food is, and she can also taste what it is like to eat in the United States.

But she can't empathize with her, what is this kind of culture that has grown up with her since she was a child and is almost integrated into her life.

Zhuang Muqing didn't doubt that Qi Zheng would adapt to such a high-intensity study life sooner or later, and she didn't question Qi Zheng's adaptation speed as someone who had experienced it.She doesn't like to compare with others, she has the unique freedom and detachment of an artist, and spends most of her time immersed in the world of creation.

"Qizheng, what are your plans for the Christmas holiday?"

There is still some time before Christmas, but it is the same as in China. After New Year's Day, people start to look forward to the Spring Festival.

"I haven't thought about it. I might sleep well at home, or go to New York."

She has been in the U.S. for a few days, but it is mostly apartments, classrooms, and a few fixed activity routes in the library.

"My friends and I are going to Barbados. If you are interested, you can go together."

Most of Zhuang Muqing's friends are also from the art world. They can't be said to be gentle and gentle, but most of them are sincere and pure, and they are more comfortable to get along with.

Qizheng, however, showed a trace of resistance from the bottom of his heart, and shook his head in rejection: "I still prefer to stay at home."

Zhuang Muqing saw that she didn't seem embarrassed to be polite on purpose, so she didn't force her anymore.

Li Yunshan was already waiting for them, and the place was in a small local manor owned by the dealer.It is usually used for holiday celebrations, and Zhuang Muqing also likes to hold small salons here, so related services are readily available.

Qizheng got out of the car and realized that she seemed a little casual. As today's protagonist, she actually dressed like she went to a corner convenience store to buy milk.

Zhuang Muqing didn't care about this, seeing Qizheng still standing beside the car, she smiled and led her in: "Don't be nervous, they are all people you have met before."

Li Yunshan ran up to Qizheng, hugged her, and whispered, "Why are you walking so slowly, you're so moved that you can't walk?"

Qizheng smiled awkwardly, without denying it.

But in fact, she was thinking about another thing.

Entering the room, the living room has obviously been carefully arranged, not exaggerated but it shows the intention.When Zhuang Muqing's friends saw Qi Zheng coming, they stepped forward to hug and congratulate her, but no one questioned her outfit.

But Qizheng couldn't help but look at him secretly, even Li Yunshan was wearing a semi-formal suit.Only her, a shirt and a knitted sweater in the coat, a pair of jeans and sneakers.

Seeing her, Li Yunshan didn't seem very interested, and her reaction was indifferent, worrying that she was too tired.

"How about we go back early later?"

Qizheng glanced at the others, everyone was very happy, she couldn't let the fun down like this.

"It's okay, just eat something and you'll be fine."

Not only did she sleep less, she also ate less.

Li Yunshan spent most of her time chatting with Qi Zheng, and Zhuang Muqing's friends would also ask them about their studies, but most of them couldn't communicate in depth, because they were in different fields after all.

Zhuang Muqing became the bridge in the middle, taking care of both sides.

Qizheng sat on the single sofa next to her, watching all this silently, as if it was difficult to blend in.

Even though it was such a good environment and such a harmonious and relaxed atmosphere, she always felt like an outsider.

The cake is made according to the Chinese taste, and the proportion of cream is very low. The chef also prepared a lot of Chinese food, which should have been explained by Zhuang Muqing in advance.

"I want a bowl of longevity noodles for my birthday." Zhuang Muqing pointed to the small bowl of noodles that had just been served.

Qizheng thanked with a smile, and finished eating happily.

Everyone prepared presents, and Qizheng also made mental preparations in advance, but when she saw those packages that were worth a lot of money at first glance, she still felt a little thumped in her heart.

Keeping smiling, accepting hugs and kisses on her face, she held those beautiful gifts and said thank you with a smile.

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock and Qi Zheng's tired face, Zhuang Muqing proposed to end the party.

"I drank some alcohol and can't drive. Let the driver take you back, okay?"

Qizheng didn't want to bother her to drive the car herself, so she immediately agreed when she heard this.

The driver sent Li Yunshan back first, and then drove to the downstairs of the apartment not far away.Originally Zhuang Muqing planned to accompany them, but Qi Zheng forced her to stay there.

She walked towards the gate with the presents she received tonight, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the low-key and nothing special car.But she remembered the license plate, she had only seen it once before, but she just remembered it.

Qizheng slowed down, trying to see if there was anyone sitting in that car that he guessed.Before she could take a closer look, the car door was already open.

The moment Qizheng saw Shen Zhibing, Qizheng, who had been restless for several days, suddenly calmed down.Before the joy that surged up in an instant had time to show on his face, he was wrapped in a new wave of depression.

She pursed her lips and watched Shen Zhibing walking towards her with a blank expression.

Mr. Shen is holding her favorite H brand bag in his left hand, and a small box in his right hand, which is a bit funny.

"Qizheng, happy birthday."

Shen Zhibing stood in front of her, and the first thing he said was this.

The wind at night is chilly, and it makes people feel cold and hard when it blows across the cheeks.

Qizheng's heart and her eyes warmed up at the same time.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen."

Qizheng looked at her deeply, and only restrained herself after realizing that her gaze was too wanton.Shen Zhibing looked down at the presents in her arms, thinking that someone should celebrate her birthday for her.

But she specially compressed and adjusted this week's work, and flew here to celebrate her birthday, and she would not give up just because she was preempted.

It's just that this still made her somewhat uncomfortable, but the joy brought by seeing Qi Zheng was enough to offset these.

"I'm here to celebrate your birthday. I don't know... Is it convenient for you?"

Qizheng rested with her eyes closed on the road, and fell on Li Yunshan's shoulders twice.Now she is much less sleepy and doesn't seem to feel so tired.

"it is good."

It's still the same as when I came last time, but it's a little messier than before.The laptop on the desk, the scattered documents, and a faint smell of instant noodles.

"Sorry, I was a little rushed when I went out today, and I didn't have time to clean up."

Qi Zheng cleaned up the cup noodles that were still left on the dining table, made a cup of tea and handed it to Shen Zhibing.

"Eat instant noodles because of homework?"

Qizheng nodded, supported his waist and sighed softly: "The Business School of University B really deserves its reputation, and its fate is about to be given to it."

Shen Zhibing knew what this kind of hard work was like, she wanted to comfort Qizheng that she would just get used to it.But seeing her dark circles under her eyes and her slower reaction than before, she knew that she was indeed tired.

She put down the glass and suddenly became embarrassed.After entering the door, Qizheng put the small box in the kitchen.

"I have prepared a cake. If you don't mind, I will leave after eating."

It was not past twelve o'clock, but Shen Zhibing didn't tell her that she would be downstairs at eight o'clock.

Qizheng walked into the kitchen as she said, and opened the box.I thought there would be a more exquisite cake in such an exquisite package, at least better than the one made by the dealer's chef tonight.

Unexpectedly, it was such an unpretentious cake.

While she was still in a daze, Shen Zhibing also walked in.

This apartment is not big, and it is a little cramped for two people standing at the same time, let alone compared with the spacious kitchen of a suburban villa.

"I... am in a hurry, so I can't have too many decorations."

Shen Zhibing stood behind her, through her figure, he could vaguely see his work.

It was a bit difficult for her to speak, and she felt embarrassed.This is already the best level she can achieve after many times of practice. She wanted to add some decorations, but Yu Xinyan stopped her: "Old Shen, we can't be greedy for success, and we can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Your primary goal now is Make sure that no one will die from eating the cake, and Qi Zheng won't drive you away after eating it, OK?"

Of course Shen Zhibing was angry at being questioned about her abilities, but in terms of cooking skills, she really didn't have much confidence.Fortunately, her level did not degrade after the long-distance flight, which was similar to her appearance after practicing in Haicheng.

Qizheng has already seen that this cake must not be bought, after all, who would dare to open a shop to sell such a cake.

"Thank you Mr. Shen for your kindness, let's... Let's eat together."

Qizheng cut the cake into several pieces, put them on a plate, and handed it to Shen Zhibing.

Shen Zhibing has no appetite at all, she has eaten it many times.I thought I would be so tired that I would want to vomit, but I didn't expect to eat with Qi Zheng, and I ate most of it before I knew it.

"Save the rest for tomorrow. It's not easy to digest if you eat too much at night." Seeing that Qizheng didn't respond after eating, Shen Zhibing thought that the cake should taste okay.

Qizheng put the cake in the refrigerator, Shen Zhibing silently watched her finish everything, there was still silence between the two of them.

"I also prepared a birthday present, it's in my bag." Shen Zhibing turned back awkwardly and went back to the living room to rummage through the bag on the sofa.

Qizheng walked slowly to the door, leaning against the door frame, watching Shen Zhibing bend down, and took out a small box from his bag.She tucked her drooping hair behind her ears and smiled at the box.

Then she walked in front of Qizheng again: "I hope you will like it."

She chose for a long time, hoping that Qizheng would like it.

The author says:

Thank you for your watering, okay?

Mr. Shen's cake... Orz