The owner of the motorcycle also seemed to realize that he had hit something. He slowed down, turned the motorcycle around, and stopped by the roadside to look at the rearview mirror that had been knocked off.
The one riding the motorcycle was a tall and sturdy man. He walked over to the two with lazy steps, pulled up the windshield of his helmet, and looked at them, "How much for compensation? I'll pay."
As the man spoke, he took out his phone from his pocket with an attitude of not caring about money at all, extremely arrogant.
It also made Xu Kai extremely angry.
"It's not about money or not. I just bought a new car and parked it by the roadside properly. You smashed it. Shouldn't you apologize first?" Xu Kai said angrily.
The man nodded, "Indeed it was my fault. But I am willing to compensate you more money! What do you think?"
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With 60,000 yuan in compensation money, Xu Kai drove Song Jixing back to the company happily.
All the way, Xu Kai was in a good mood, even humming a tune.
The car was newly purchased and insured. The damaged headlight could be compensated by the insurance company. So the 60,000 yuan became a windfall.
Getting a windfall so easily put Xu Kai in a good mood.
"Did you see those announcements? Are there any that you particularly like? Director Zhang's TV series will take some time before it starts broadcasting. Why not take another announcement to fill the time in between?" While waiting at the red light, Xu Kai asked.
Song Jixing thought for a while about the period of time in between and declined, "No! I still have to go to the graduation thesis defense."
"Oh yes, you are graduating!" Xu Kai suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "You are still so young!"
Song Jixing didn't dare to agree to this.
She just looked young. The rest had nothing to do with the word “young” at all.
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Song Jixing was very well prepared, which made her thesis defense process very relaxing. After she came down from the stage, some teachers even asked to take pictures with Song Jixing as souvenirs.
Song Jixing accepted them all, and some students even came over.
Song Jixing stayed there for a while before the younger schoolmates let her go.
"Sister Song Jixing! I wish you smooth sailing in the future and great success!"
"Sister Song Jixing, congratulations on your graduation!"
Among these common blessings, there were also some strange ones. For example, "Sister Song Jixing! The Star & Dust duo must be the best!"
"Sister! You must cooperate more with Junior Brother!"
Even though Song Jixing was an old spinster, she also knew that the popular way of chasing stars in recent years was through shipping couples.
The Star & Dust duo referred to her and her junior fellow student Feng Juechen. This was hard not to guess.
Song Jixing just smiled without saying much. She also left her blessings to these younger schoolmates, "I hope you study hard and become pillars of society in the future."
After finishing her defense, Song Jixing also made time to take graduation photos.
Now, she really had to say goodbye to her college life.
In this world, apart from the orphanage, the place where she had lived the longest was this university.
However, because she often had to rush to film announcements, Song Jixing did not live on campus.
She used to live in the company dormitory before, then moved out to rent a house, and later, lived in the house she bought.
With nostalgia for the past, Song Jixing took a stroll around the school.
When she walked to the department building where she usually had classes, a boy walked out hurriedly from the door with files in a leather envelope.
After seeing Song Jixing, he greeted her, "Song Jixing, long time no see! I heard you have become a big star! You are about to leave school. There is a classmate gathering in our class. Let's get together and have a meal. Are you coming?"
Song Jixing struggled in her memory to recall the person in front of her from her memories of over a hundred years.
As a senior student she hadn't seen her classmates for a long time since she didn't need to take classes.
Even though she had just taken graduation photos with them, she had already forgotten this person's name. But he seemed to be the class leader or something similar.
"When is it?" Song Jixing asked.
"Tomorrow afternoon." The man said briskly.
"Sorry, I'm busy tomorrow afternoon, I can't make it." Song Jixing said. She had a costume fitting at the filming location tomorrow.
"Then when do you have time? I'll discuss with our classmates again. It's rare for our class to have a big star..." The man gradually drifted the topic.
Song Jixing thought about it and reported a time next week.
"Okay, I'll contact you again then!" The man said and then left.
Song Jixing looked at her phone contacts, where only a few people were saved. It didn't seem to match up with her current classmates at all. How would they contact her?
Never mind.
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Song Jixing's costume fitting was very successful. She tried on dozens of costumes and was able to demonstrate a variety of style and charm in all of them.
The screenwriter and director had a hard time deciding for a while, and finally chose two luxurious ones based on Song Jixing's own suggestion.
Song Jixing painted sharp sword-like eyebrows, chose a chivalrous posture holding a long sword, and let a wind machine blow open her clothes and fine hair.
Snap, the final costume photo was taken.
"Good, not bad! It looks great! It has the arrogance of a young master who looks down on everything." Zhang Shuangcheng commented on Song Jixing's photo.
Then he immediately devoted himself to other work, reviewing other crew members in his crew.
In contrast to Song Jixing's decisive male second lead, the male lead had not been decided yet. Fortunately, there was still enough time.
After taking promotional photos, Song Jixing received scripts for herself, thick stacks that she needed to take home and read carefully.
As she read, it came time for the classmate gathering.
Starting from Monday, Song Jixing had been wondering when she would receive a text message or call from her classmates to join them for dinner.
Even if they didn't have her number, they could always ask the counselor.
However, when Song Jixing got off work that Monday evening, she still hadn't received anything.
The next morning, there was an unexpected guest at Lan Ying Company.
Song Jixing looked at the gossiping staff by the elevator. She walked straight towards her office.
Passing rows of office desks, Song Jixing saw the person sitting in the corner.
It was Sang Xueqing, yawning.
"Morning!" Song Jixing greeted actively.
Upon hearing Song Jixing's voice, Sang Xueqing shuddered and immediately stood up from the bench. She bowed to Song Jixing at a full ninety degree angle and said, "Good morning!"
"Hmm!"
After the greeting, Song Jixing continued walking forward.
As for why Sang Xueqing was here, she figured Sang Xueqing might have her own reasons that Song Jixing shouldn't inquire about.
"What time do you finish work?" Sang Xueqing called out.
Song Jixing stopped in her tracks, "5pm."
"Do you have time after work then?"
"No."
Hearing this, Sang Xueqing's face suddenly blushed, "Aren't you attending the classmate gathering?"
Classmate gathering?
Song Jixing turned around to look at Sang Xueqing and examined her carefully.
Was Sang Xueqing from their class too?
