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Chapter 9 Reasonable(1/2)

At noon, Yan’s BBQ at the east gate of Qindao University.

Chen Yan, Yu Qiaoqiao and Zhao Ying "gather together" again.

Invited by Chen Yan's sincere apology text message and phone call, Yu Qiaoqiao had no choice but to go out and have dinner with Chen Yan again.

Of course, eating was a trivial matter. She mainly wanted to know the whole story and return the gift to Chen Yan.

This time, Chen Yan didn't order barbecue, but some stir-fry dishes.

The cold dishes were served first. Chen Yan greeted Yu Qiaoqiao and Zhao Ying to eat and said sincerely, "Qiaoqiao. I'm really sorry."

Yu Qiaoqiao looked at Chen Yan with big eyes, blinked twice, and asked, "What is going on? Can you explain it more clearly."

Chen Yan sighed and said, "Actually... I have always wanted to be an actor. I have thought about it for many years and tried many times, but I have failed."

Zhao Ying picked up some peanuts and said without raising her head, "It's normal if you don't have any talent."

Chen Yan:...

Yu Qiaoqiao:....

Chen Yan ignored her and continued to write, coughing, and then said, "Yesterday, I went to audition for a production crew again, but... I still didn't get the role I wanted."

"I was also told by the casting director that I couldn't act at all and that I couldn't even liberate my nature."

"I was feeling depressed, so I called you and wanted to talk to you."

"In the end, who knows what I was doing when you asked me. As soon as my mind twitched, I said I wanted to chase you."

"Actually...those are all lines from the script for my role yesterday."

Yu Qiaoqiao's face had an expression of "Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Chen Yan, "Don't believe it. Think about it. Was my confession on the phone very stiff? Was the words difficult to pronounce? Did I forget the words? Because they were lines written in the script and I didn't memorize them."

Speaking of this, Chen Yan sighed deeply, "Later, after I was rejected by you, I felt that my career and love had been hit by a double blow. I also remembered that the director said that liberating one's nature means letting go of oneself in public and not caring.

The eyes of others."

"So out of anger, I arrived at the door of your dormitory this morning with a gift, ready to confess my love in public."

"Actually, I regretted it after I came here. I felt like I was too much of a toy. I was obviously angry at the director, but I ended up here to 'retaliate' against you. So I hurriedly gave you the things and ran away.

"

"After I went back, I realized that I was wrong. So after thinking about it, I decided to make it clear to you so as not to cause any trouble to you."

Yu Qiaoqiao recalled Chen Yan's behavior in the past two days, and she felt inexplicably... as if there was a little bit of explanation?

Some details are indeed correct...?

Are you crazy?

Do you believe this?

Yu Qiaoqiao blinked.

She felt that when she faced Chen Yan, her brain seemed to be a lot slower.

She shook her head, and then began to ask, "Then you failed the audition, why did you call me?"

Chen Yan said without hesitation, "I met you the day before yesterday and I feel quite destined. It's very relaxing to be with you."

Yu Qiaoqiao, "Then why do you invite me to dinner every morning and noon?"

Chen Yan said, "That's really boring. I want to find a meal companion."

Yu Qiaoqiao frowned, "Then why did you buy six tickets to confess?"

Chen Yan, "Doing a good job as a best friend will help the development of love."

Yu Qiaoqiao glanced at Zhao Ying who was holding peanuts with her head down...

Chen Yan coughed and said, "Are my answers reasonable?"

Before Yu Qiaoqiao could say anything, Zhao Ying, who was holding peanuts aside, said without raising her head, "That's reasonable."

Yu Qiaoqiao looked at Zhao Ying angrily and decided not to play with Zhao Ying again.

Zhao Ying had already said so, and Yu Qiaoqiao could not say anything more. She could only believe Chen Yan's lies.

After a while, the food was served and the three of them started eating.

During the meal, Yu Qiaoqiao whispered, "You can take away the flowers and tickets later."

Chen Yan waved his hands and said, "No. I'll treat this as a gift to you."

Yu Qiaoqiao shook his head, "That won't work. I can't take your things for free."

Chen Yan said, "This is not for nothing. I am giving you compensation for causing trouble to you."

"This is what you deserve."

"Moreover." He paused and said, "I also plan to invite you and your roommate to have a meal together on the weekend to express my apology for this morning."

Hearing what Chen Yan said, Yu Qiaoqiao looked at Chen Yan in surprise, "Ah? You want to invite me to dinner?"

Chen Yan nodded with a matter-of-fact expression, "Yes. Did I cause you trouble?"

Yu Qiaoqiao thought of the strange looks from her classmates today and nodded.

Chen Yan said, "Then did I also cause trouble for your roommate?"

Yu Qiaoqiao nodded again as she thought of her roommate who had been chatting excitedly all morning without even attending class.

Chen Yan said, "Isn't this wrong? Then of course I will treat you to dinner and apologize!"

After speaking, Chen Yan looked at Zhao Ying and asked, "Am I reasonable?"

Zhao Ying, who was still picking up peanuts, replied again without raising her head, "That's reasonable!"

Yu Qiaoqiao opened and closed her mouth several times, wanting to say something, but she still didn't know what to say.

Is it reasonable?

Unreasonable?

Why do I always feel weird...

Is there something wrong?

After dinner and parting ways, Yu Qiaoqiao still refused to give up. She took out the movie tickets and buffet coupons and wanted to return them to Chen Yan.

But when Chen Yan saw those tickets, he felt like he was seeing a hot yam and refused to accept them.

And with a bunch of words like,

"You give it to me, and I can't even watch it separately."

"I gave it all to you, there's no reason to take it back."

"It expires today, don't waste it. If you don't want it, give it to your roommate. If it doesn't work, throw it away."

The absurd reasoning forcibly stopped Yu Qiaoqiao's return behavior.

Even in the end, the conversation got too urgent. Chen Yan simply said, "I don't care. I'll trouble you to deal with these tickets. I'll treat you to dinner next time." Then, he ran away in a hurry.

Yu Qiaoqiao and Zhao Ying were left on the side of the road again...

Looking at Chen Yan's fleeing figure, Zhao Ying asked curiously, "Qiaoqiao, do you think he put poison on these tickets?"

Yu Qiaoqiao looked at the money in her hand that was still not returned, and looked confused, "I don't know..."

On the way back to school, both Yu Qiaoqiao and Zhao Ying were a little silent.

Zhao Ying was thinking about Chen Yan. She felt that Chen Yan seemed very interesting, as if he was hiding some secret.

Yu Qiaoqiao was thinking about Chen Yan's invitation to dinner.

Without Chen Yan fooling around, Yu Qiaoqiao's IQ regained the high ground.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

I came out this time to return the things to Chen Yan. Why didn't I return the things and ate another meal?

Not only did you have one meal, but you also had to take the whole dormitory to have another meal...?

This is too strange!

I received flowers, a dozen tickets, and a thank you meal from the other party...

How weird is this to think...!

Could it be that you have been tricked?

Should I talk to Chen Yan again to see what went wrong?

...........

Back in the dormitory, before Yu Qiaoqiao could say anything, Zhao Ying told Chen Yan that he would invite the entire dormitory to have a buffet and watch a movie together tonight, and that he would also treat everyone to dinner on the weekend.

The dormitory suddenly became a sea of ​​joy.

Seeing the happy expressions of her roommates and the voices of "Thank you Qiaoqiao." "Qiaoqiao, your friend is so good." "Qiaoqiao, Mu~", Yu Qiaoqiao was a little embarrassed at first, but gradually she became more and more embarrassed.
To be continued...
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