Chapter 153 Seeing a dragon in the field, it is good to see the adults

Ning Chunyan stared at him with an extremely serious expression.

"You just said it smells good, what kind of smell do you mean?"

Seeing that Ning Chunyan's thoughts were drifting more and more out of the sky, Wang Zixu hurriedly pulled her back.

"Don't be too ridiculous. She and I are just roommates."

"Oh."

Ning Chunyan thought about it, then came to his senses: "You are outrageous. How can you buy a house and live together with someone of the opposite sex? Won't this create some sparks sooner or later?"

"Ah? I don't think it's a big deal."

"Of course you think it's nothing, you're taking advantage. A certain kingdom of God has been encroaching on its neighbor's territory for decades. Has it ever said anything? It ran to the international arena to cry because it was beaten by its neighbor. This is called taking advantage of others and acting cute."

Ning Chunyan had never lived with anyone before. The literary and artistic works she had read had shaped her imagination of the subject of "cohabitation", which was full of accidental exposure, mishaps, and long-term love. Therefore, the blushing feeling was particularly difficult for her to accept.

Wang Zixu stretched out his hands to stop her from talking: "Stop, your perspective on this matter is completely different from the facts."

"So what is the actual situation?"

"The fact is, when I just graduated from college, didn't I stay in Tianjin for half a year? I just found a job and started working there."

"Hmm? What does this have to do with anything?"

"Just hear me out."

"Okay, continue."

"At that time, I lived in a house that someone else had converted. A commercial house was divided into eight rooms. Each room was only a little bigger than a palm and only big enough to fit a bed. More than a dozen people, both men and women, lived in it.

"There are only two toilets in the whole house, one with a shower and one without, so you can only relieve yourself. After 8 o'clock every night, you have to carry your own basin to grab the toilet. Men and women line up together. Through the translucent glass, you can see the vague outlines of people inside, but of course you can't see anything clearly.

"There is a balcony at the front door, and everyone's clothes are hung there to dry, even underwear. When you go out, purple, pink, and flesh-colored bras and panties are dangling above your head, dripping with water. Sometimes when the wind is strong, they get on your face."

After that, Wang Zixu paused for a long time and said, "Does this count as living together?"

Ning Chunyan hesitated and said, "No... count it, right?"

"When Ye Lan and I were roommates, we had even less interactions than this. We rarely saw each other. We were all in our own rooms, and even the bathroom and balcony were separate. If it wasn't by chance, we often didn't run into each other for a whole day. We were all adults, and we were very careful about what was appropriate."

After Wang Zixu finished speaking, Ning Chunyan actually felt a little convinced. She still felt uncomfortable, but she didn't know where.

"Were your living conditions so poor before?"

Wang Zixu laughed at himself and said, "Isn't it the same for all the fresh graduates of this generation who go to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou? My conditions are pretty good, but most people can only live in the basement."

"That's not the case with me."

"You are different."

Ning Chunyan showed a disgusted expression: "It's not right to dry your underwear outside, right? What if you run into a pervert like that?"

"If you don't dry them outside, there's nowhere else to dry them. The room is only the size of a palm and there's not even a window. If you dry them inside, they'll give off a bad smell. If you don't want to walk around in smelly underwear, you can only dry them outside. This is what happens when you have no money. Being respectable is a luxury."

“…Forget it, let’s drive.”

The two arrived at Wang Zixu's house, thank God Ye Lan was not there. As soon as she entered the house, Ning Chunyan became alert and rushed into the house, her nose jumping like a dog (no one knew what she was trying to smell), searching everywhere.

"What are you doing?"

Ning Chunyan didn't answer either. After walking around the rooms, he came back with a frown on his face, but didn't say anything.

The house was so empty that there wasn't even a TV in the living room. Naturally, there were no signs of shared living, so Ning Chunyan certainly couldn't find any strong evidence.

Wang Zixu went to his room and searched in the box. He finally pulled out a wrinkled suit from the bottom of the box and held it up to show Ning Chunyan:

"That's it."

Ning Chunyan immediately shook his head after reading it: "No, this is too student-like. You will be laughed at if you wear it in that kind of occasion."

Wang Zixu put down his clothes and asked: "People in that kind of situation can be so superficial and mean?"

"People are superficial and mean. Even if they don't laugh at you outwardly, they will laugh at you in their hearts."

Wang Zixu threw his clothes on the bed: "Other people are hell, and staring at them is slavery."

Ning Chunyan suddenly opened his wardrobe: "Now is not the time to worry about slavery or not. You have no money and no status, so of course you have to care about other people's eyes. When you become the chief editor of the industry's top magazine, no one will care if you wear shorts. Not caring about other people's eyes is the right of the superiors. Do you have a white shirt? What about a tie?"

Ning Chunyan easily exposed the petty capitalist nature of Sartre's views with one sentence. Wang Zixu was not very convinced, but had to admit it. Ning Chunyan's philosophy of life is harmonious, self-satisfied and down-to-earth. He helped her look through the closet.

Ning Chunyan said: "I suddenly feel that this is a bit like..."

"like what?"

"nothing."

"Click, creak." The door outside the room opened.

Wang Zixu was still thinking that this room was good in every way except that the security door was a low-end one installed by the developer. It made a loud noise every time it was opened and closed, which was really annoying. Then he realized that Ye Lan had returned.

He hurried out. Ye Lan was squatting at the door changing shoes. Seeing Wang Zixu, he immediately said:

"You're home? How was your morning seminar?"

Wang Zixu rubbed his hands on the hem of his clothes: "It's okay. I have an event tonight, so I'll come back to change clothes."

"Why are you so serious? Are you going to meet an important person?"

"That's it."

Wang Zixu couldn't rub the sweat off his palms. He wanted Ning Chunyan to come out and say hello to Ye Lan, but he felt a little awkward if he took the initiative. But Ning Chunyan had been sitting in the room, as if he had made up his mind, and didn't say a word or come out.

"Do you have formal clothes? Do you want me to help you match them?" Ye Lan walked over.

"no, I'm fine……"

Ye Lan smiled mischievously: "With your straight male taste, can you match clothes well? The windbreaker you wore last time was pretty good, but the only formal wear you have is the kind of suit that fresh graduates would wear, right?"

When Wang Zixu heard "that windbreaker", he broke out in a cold sweat. "That windbreaker" was the little prince's windbreaker. If Ye Lan had said the three words "little prince", everything would have been over. Fortunately, she didn't say it.

He simply said openly: "Ning Chunyan is here, she is helping me put on my clothes."

"Ning Chunyan?"

Ye Lan's face suddenly changed color. She walked to the door and saw Ning Chunyan standing in the room, holding a shirt in his hand. He greeted her awkwardly:

"Hi."

"What are you..."

"He and I will attend the dinner tonight as representatives of our magazine." Ning Chunyan spoke quickly.

"Is that so?" Ye Lan relaxed a little.

"Of course, otherwise why would I help him put on his clothes? I'm not related to him."

"That's true. A loser like him should just stay like that. Who is he dressing so nicely for?"

"Yeah, as long as you can do the work."

"Hahaha……"

"Hehehe..."

The two women laughed easily and reached a settlement. Only Wang Zixu felt a little humiliated for some reason. After laughing, Ning Chunyan lowered her hands in frustration and said, "The key problem is that he is too frustrated. There is nothing in his wardrobe that he is qualified to wear out."

Ye Lan said: "Boys in science and engineering are like this, very straight. The programmers in our company are like this too, they wear the same set of clothes to conquer the world, T-shirts in summer and windbreakers in winter, and they never look energetic."

Ning Chunyan said: "Then we can only buy it now."

Ye Lan said, "Okay, okay, I'll go buy it for you. I know a shop that sells ready-made suits."

Ning Chunyan said, "No need? Aren't you working in the afternoon?"

"Oh, it's okay. I'm not busy at work."

So the situation became that Ning Chunyan and Ye Lan took Wang Zixu to buy clothes.

Ye Lan did not lie, she really knew a shop that sold ready-made suits. It was on the first floor of Galaxy City at the intersection of Xuanhe Road. By passing through a narrow path, one could reach the largest A-grade goods distribution center in Donghai. Standing on the second floor of the warehouse, one could overlook Nanjing University and Huali University.

Although most of the goods here are A-grade, there are also some flea markets. Since it is close to two university campuses, many students come here to shop in search of bargains, and the goods are a mix of all kinds.

In such a place, Wang Zixu, who was flanked by two beauties on his left and right, stood out. As he walked along, he noticed that several people secretly turned back to look at him.

Once they got to the store, the two girls took care of everything from choosing clothes to bargaining. Ning Chunyan had unique taste and chose the right clothes, while Ye Lan had a sharp tongue and an imposing aura. The combination of the two created an effect of 1+1>2, which resulted in Wang Zixu being unable to get a word in throughout the whole process and could only stand aside and act as a model.

After some discussion, the two women stuffed a total of four or five sets of clothes, from jackets to trousers to ties, shirts, belts, and vests, all into his arms and asked him to try them on.

Suits focus on the shape, binding the muscles like armor, so that the waist, back and chest appear straight. As a result, the casual prince felt uncomfortable after putting on the clothes.

But when he walked out of the fitting room, he could clearly see that Ning Chunyan and Ye Lan's eyes were as bright as stars. The two pairs of eyes stared at him up and down for a long time, making him a little nervous.

"Can you guys say something?"

"Not bad, very good." Ye Lan spoke first, nodding his head, "He looks like a decent person."

Ning Chunyan brushed the peaked collar on his chest and said, "It looks like the real deal. If you take him out to meet some important people today, you will be qualified enough and won't be outdone by others."

Ye Lan asked: "Who are you meeting?"

Ning Chunyan didn't answer, but pointed at Wang Zixu and said, "You can only wear this when you come to work at the magazine in the future."

Wang Zixu said, "Please spare me."

Ye Lan rolled her eyes. She also wanted to establish such a rule.

It's a pity that she can't control him now.

Wang Zixu turned around and looked in the mirror. He was over 1.8 meters tall and had a good physical condition due to long-term exercise. He looked very different in formal clothes. He also looked like he was five or six years younger after going out and basking in the sun.

The owner of the clothing store came over and helped Wang Zixu adjust his tie with a motherly look on her face, saying:

"He's so handsome. This suit really suits him. He's tall, so it fits him perfectly. Which one of you is he from..."

Ning Chunyan said: "Friends."

"Boy friend?"

Ning Chunyan said with a dark face: "Either a boyfriend or a friend."

The lady boss said very intelligently: "Your friend looks so handsome in this, he will definitely be very popular."

Ye Lan said, "Boss, can you give me a discount?"

The lady boss immediately showed an embarrassed expression: "Oh, our store sells everything at cost price, so we don't make much money."

The next moment was to test their eloquence and emotional intelligence. Ye Lan and Ning Chunyan bargained for a while, and finally Wang Zixu went to pay. He got the whole set for 2800, which was much cheaper than he thought.

When Wang Zixu walked out of the store, he was still wearing the same suit, but the tag had been cut off. Ning Chunyan told him not to change it, as he couldn't wash it today anyway.

The car was parked in the underground garage of Galaxy City, so Ning Chunyan had to go through the first floor of Galaxy City. When he reached the escalator, Ning Chunyan suddenly stopped.

Not far away, a girl with a more conspicuous style of clothing than Wang Zixu came over from the opposite side. Seeing Ning Chunyan, she stretched out her hand and greeted with a formal smile:

"Sister Xiaochun, congratulations!"

Ning Chunyan waved his hand awkwardly: "Xiao Mengyin, why are you here?"

This question inexplicably stained Xiao Mengyin's cheeks with a bit of red, but it quickly disappeared. She avoided the question and said:
"Congratulations on the great success of your magazine's first issue! I'm so envious of you being able to attend Teacher Shi Tonghe's dinner party. I haven't even had the chance to go once."

Ning Chunyan became nervous: "Who told you that I'm going to attend Shi Tonghe's dinner party?"

Xiao Mengyin pursed her lips and smiled: "Of course he is my little brother."

"Shi Shuqiu?"

Ning Chunyan understood and said, "Your little brother really told you everything."

Xiao Mengyin said: "My little brother praised you a lot, saying that you are so beautiful and you can turn everyone upside down when you dress up casually."

Ning Chunyan didn't believe it: "You didn't make it up, did you? He never said that to my face, so how could he praise him behind his back?"

Xiao Mengyin said: "Really, he really said that. I am so jealous."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and saw Wang Zixu and Ye Lan. Wang Zixu was tall, and she raised her head with some effort to see his face clearly, and asked, "Is this the boyfriend you found?"

Ning Chunyan's face darkened again: "This is the editor-in-charge of my magazine. Have you forgotten?"

Xiao Mengyin nodded: "Oh, no wonder it looks so familiar."

Wang Zixu wanted to say that she looked familiar because they had played the game of throwing eggs together and won. But he thought she must have forgotten, so he didn't bother to mention it.

If he mentioned it, he would definitely be able to build a relationship with her and leave an impression on her, but he was too lazy to mention it.

"If you have a chance, please get me an autograph from Teacher Shi Tonghe. I'm leaving."

At this time, on the second floor of Galaxy City, a group of students from the Nanjing University Student Union walked up the gangway.

Lu Qingxuan had sharp eyes. She tilted her head and immediately came to the railing and whispered:
"Editor-in-Chief Ning!"

A boy nearby came over to protect him: "Be gentle, be careful not to fall."

"How did you fall down here with the railing?"

"Who knows if the railings are strong?"

Several girls nearby started to make a noise: "Xiao Chu Nan, you are so eager to protect this girl!"

The boy blushed and started arguing. These voices did not reach Lu Qingxuan's ears. She was thinking about whether to say hello to Ning Chunyan, and suddenly she caught a glimpse of Wang Zixu beside her.

"Is that Wang Zixu? Why is he dressed like that?"

Next, she watched a man and two women go down to the underground floor and frowned.

"What are they doing?"

Wang Zixu was not nervous at first, but after Xiao Mengyin exaggerated it, he suddenly became nervous.

Only then did he realize that he was about to have dinner with a mountain of literature.

A year ago, he would never have thought that in just one year, he would be able to go from being penniless to sitting at Shi Tonghe's desk in person. Even half a year ago, he would never have thought of this.

He remembered the Qian hexagram he had drawn at the beginning.

Qian Gua Jiu Er, seeing a dragon in the field, it is beneficial to see a great man.

(End of this chapter)

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