Ren Jingxue, who returned home to the villa, felt empty in her heart. She thought of her friend Xueqian asking about Yan Xuwen and Tang Diewan's feelings and opinions on dating together in Keelung Ocean Plaza.
She was not particularly sad, but regretted that she and Xu Wen couldn't even be friends.
Doesn't she feel it?
"Girl, what are you thinking about in a daze?" Seeing Jingxue listless, Mama Gu took the initiative to ask her. "It's dinner time, come have a hot plate of pasta and sugar-free orange juice."
"I'm hungry, maybe after I'm full, my brain will become very flexible." When she followed Mama Gu to the dining table, Ren Jingxue's eyes lit up: "Today's dinner is so rich!"
"This is what the young master Shaofei explained. Today he will work overtime at the company and will not come back to have dinner with you and Miss Diewan." Mama Gu said briefly.
When Mama Gu walked out of the restaurant, Ren Jingxue's eyes dimmed, her smile faded, and she seemed to be talking to herself: "I'm not coming back! It's rare that I wrote another modern poem!" She lowered her head.
She really wanted to be able to see Papa Tang every day. Seeing his smile, her heart that was prone to panic would gradually become calm.
Tonight is another sleepless night.
...
Soon Chunyu Elementary School will be on winter vacation. Recently, Ren Jingxue often sends text messages to her friend Du Xueqian to discuss how to spend the winter vacation?
First of all, they have to deal with the cultural concert held before the winter vacation, and they will not officially go on winter vacation until the fun is over.
Recently, Ren Jingxue was busy practicing playing the theme song of The Little Mermaid.
The recitation of modern poetry decided to chant Xu Zhimo's Farewell to Cambridge.
The living conditions have also changed drastically following the publication of her modern poems in the monthly magazine of Peach Blossom Poetry Society.
Originally, she could only be regarded as a passerby, but she became a figure in the upper class social circle.
Recently, she and Tang's father attended the dinner party of Tang's family, and heard such conversations and whispers from time to time.
"A commoner girl turned into a genius poet."
"From a commoner to a princess! In the future, she will become the bride of the Yan family."
"How old are you?" Someone asked.
"Ten years old, after this year's birthday, I will become an eleven-year-old little five girl." It sounded like a lady whispering.
Ren Jingxue suddenly discovered that the number of subscribers to her Bahamut Hut had exceeded a thousand.
Her followers on Pathfinder's blog also surged by 500.
She blinked her eyes, pinched her left cheek with her left hand, and was dumbfounded on the spot. She was just a primary school girl, and an orphan girl who was dependent on others, and she actually became a famous person on the Internet.
"It's great! Not every elementary school girl can be as lucky as Xiaoxue!" As Jingxue's friend, Du Xueqian looked at this matter very optimistically, and the two girls were having a church love feast.
When they were about to wash the dishes and chopsticks, Ren Jingxue felt that the eyes of the brothers and sisters in the church seemed to stay on her for a long time before slowly leaving.
"I said Xiaoxue! Sure enough, you weren't listening." Seeing Jingxue's dazed look, Du Xueqian stroked her forehead with her left hand, and shouted in surrender: "It's not easy to be a poet. There are often literary exchanges and entertainments to participate in. way to stay out of it."
"En." Ren Jingxue responded, quietly eating rice noodles and fish balls.
It's not that she doesn't understand this point, it's just that when she saw Papa Tang proud of her success, she felt a more indescribable sense of satisfaction than winning the first place.
"By the way, what kind of clothes should poets wear to the party? Xiaoxue, have you figured it out yet?" Du Xueqian smiled softly, drinking the black tea she made herself.
"Huh? A party for poets?" Ren Jingxue was stunned on the spot, why didn't she know what party the poet who wrote poetry would attend?
"You!" Du Xueqian was really convinced by Jingxue's confused personality for a while.
Soon Ren Jingxue came back to her senses and asked Maji's friend Du Xueqian about the poet's party.
Because she wants to show the best side of her adoptive father, she is a poetess!
Du Xueqian saw Jingxue's thoughtful expression, and suddenly she was very worried that Jingxue would have feelings for her adoptive father beyond reason and respect. She was afraid that Jingxue would get hurt.
"Xiaoxue, do you respect your adoptive father?" She asked tentatively.
"Well. He is my father." Ren Jingxue smiled like a flower, drinking hot soup.
Speaking of the poet's party, she couldn't wait to participate in it.
"Xiaoxue..."