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

Time flies by in the new year, and there are fewer and fewer people staying in the school. If they hadn't lived in a graduate dormitory, facing an empty dormitory every day would scare the faint of heart to death.

The aunts who delivered their lunch boxes reluctantly told them that they were going home for the New Year, and the wailings suddenly started one after another.

Standing behind everyone, Ning Zhi couldn't help but sigh. Will she have to go back to eating instant noodles every day?

Auntie sent away the lunch box reluctantly. They felt that today's lunch box was not tasty anymore.

Ye Xinran poked the rice twice with chopsticks and looked back at Ning Zhi, "What should I do? I don't think I can lose my lunch box."

"There's nothing we can do about it, this aunt is already the last to leave," Zhang Baichuan said helplessly next to her.

"It's okay to stay farther away."

"If it really doesn't work, I can only order takeout, but I think it's not as convenient as a packed lunch."

The others nodded in agreement, and even when ordering takeout, they still had to worry about what to eat. This aunt made clear arrangements for them every day, and they just had to wait to eat.

Maybe she was really worried that they would be hungry, so the lunch box aunt called Zhang Baichuan after she returned and introduced another lunch box business, but the price and distance of that business were not as cost-effective as this one.

As soon as he heard that there was something to eat, they were still worried about it. Zhang Baichuan immediately came over to contact them and placed the order without hesitation.

Ning Zhi could see that Gao Meng, who had never cared much about things other than experiments, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately chuckled and shook his head.

After solving the problem of eating, their anger suddenly became lighter. They were even in the mood to consider whether to hold a small Spring Festival party.

Most people agree. After all, they just commute between the laboratory and the dormitory every day. No matter how much they like to do experiments, it will be boring.

Ning Zhi didn't express any opinions, but when discussing what program each group would produce, she planned to leave in advance.

Whether the escape was successful or not, Ning Zhi was forced to sit back and looked at them helplessly, "Isn't this thing about one's own free will?"

"Would you like to see what your group's expressions are now?"

Ning Zhi turned around subconsciously. Except for Ye Xinran, everyone else looked like I'm not online.

"Then come Ye Xinran."

Zhang Baichuan couldn't help but complain, "You are really a social phobia team, five people with social phobia and one with social phobia."

Ning Zhi was stunned when he heard him talking about the "Social Terrorism Group". Although it was a bit strange, the name seemed to be quite consistent with the actual situation.

Ye Xinran clicked her tongue, "Since you all say that I have social phobia, how can I not show it to you? Let's wait and see."

Ning Zhi gave her a thumbs up, good job.

Although the other groups were not socially fearful, they were not much better in terms of performances. They pieced together ten programs in the end.

When they finished their heated discussion and were about to leave, they discovered that several professors were standing outside the classroom and looking at them with smiles.

An awkward atmosphere suddenly filled the entire classroom, and Ning Zhi wanted to find a crack in the floor to crawl in.

The professors were very interested and asked if they could invite them. Everyone looked at each other and Zhang Baichuan smiled and nodded, "If the professors can come, we will be very happy."

"Then it's settled. I'll help you apply for the small auditorium. When the time comes, we will hold a Spring Festival Gala belonging to our Xinghua class."

On the way to the experimental area, other students were still discussing the program. Ning Zhi couldn't help but tug Ye Xinran's sleeve, "Have you thought about what program you want to perform?"

"No," Ye Xinran said so confidently that everyone was stunned. But then Ye Xinran laughed, "Besides, I know a lot of things. When I was a child, I wanted to learn everything I saw. My parents supported me, but they also told me that once I have learned it, I should keep learning. I can't give up halfway."

"so?"

"So when I was in junior high school, I passed the ninth level of guzheng major, but I never learned it again. It's not difficult to pick it up now, don't worry."

After hearing her words, Ning Zhi and others looked at each other, a little uneasy. What should I do?

But when it came to musical instruments, Ning Zhi suddenly felt a little disappointed. She had actually learned it before, even longer than Ye Xinran, but she learned Guqin.

Thinking of the guqin that had been collecting dust at home since her second year of high school, Ning Zhi lowered her eyes. She did not have the courage like Ye Xinran to pick it up and play it again.

In the evening, Ye Xinran actually brought back a guzheng. She called and had someone specially deliver it to her.

"Come on, let me feel it."

Ning Zhi sat aside and looked at her with her chin propped up. It could be seen that Ye Xinran had not touched the guzheng for a long time, and her movements were a bit unfamiliar.

But after trying it several times, Ye Xinran gradually found the feeling and played a piece of music smoothly.

"Do you want to try it?"

Facing Ye Xinran's invitation, Mo Xiruo was very moved and ran over immediately.

Mo Xiruo was a pure novice player. He was played by Ye Xinran but could not find the feeling. In the end, someone came to complain.

"How come you guys play the guzheng so well that it sounds good and bad sometimes."

Mo Xiruo stuck out her tongue, but Ye Xinran clicked her tongue, "You still don't allow novice players to join the game?"

"It's okay, but it's a bit annoying."

After sending away the classmates who came to complain, Ye Xinran looked back at Ning Zhi, "Would you give it a try?"

Ning Zhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook her head, "I won't try it because I'm afraid they will complain again."

Ning Zhi felt that she had concealed her emotions very well, but Ye Xinran still saw that something was wrong. When she went to take a shower, Ye Xinran took Mo Xiruo and discussed in a low voice for a while, but no results came out of the discussion.

"My sister's mood seems to have been wrong since the afternoon."

Ye Xinran touched his chin, "So what is the reason?"

Mo Xiruo shook her head, she didn't know either.

Ning Zhi, who came out of the shower, didn't notice the slightly unnatural expressions of the two of them. She said hello and went back to the bedroom.

The two people who stayed in the small living room looked at each other, and Ye Xinran shrugged, "I'm going back first."

"it is good."

After sending Ye Xinran away, Mo Xiruo lingered in front of Ning Zhi's bedroom for a while, but still didn't dare to knock on the door, so she turned and went back to her bedroom.

Ning Zhi, who was lying on the bed, heard the footsteps disappear at the door and smiled helplessly. The little girl was still timid. If it were Yan Xin, she would have broken in by now.

She did have some emotional ups and downs because she thought about the guqin she had learned for so many years, but it was completely impossible for her to play it again.