Rong Xue nodded.
Jian Ping looked at Ji Qingying, who was silent, "Did you directly open a studio after graduation?"
Ji Qingying answered, "Yes."
With this, Jian Ping naturally followed his curiosity to ask more, "It's rare for a fresh graduate like you to open a studio. Why didn't you go for work in s company?"
Ji Qingying held the chopsticks in her hand and said nothing.
A designer on the opposite side heard this and also joined in, "This is true, Qingying, I wanted to ask you before. You should have good grades in school. Why didn't you go to those famous design companies after graduation?"
According to common sense.
Ninety-nine percent of people will join a company after graduation, if a person wants to be famous, and wants to develop their skills more and more.
Comparatively speaking, a company could apprehend the designer competition's places and resources, which will give you more opportunities for exposure.
In addition, many competitions had conditions or limitations. It was only amiable for a designer who worked alone.
Ji Qingying looked down and stared at the food that had made her salivate, and suddenly lost her appetite.
She took the cup on her side and drank to moisten her throat. She calmly said, "I yearn for freedom."
Jian Ping and another designer were stunned. Just as they were about to talk, Ji Qingying suddenly stood up.
There was no smile in her eyes and she replied without any emotion in her voice, "It suddenly occurred to me that there is still something I need to do. Teachers, you all please take your time and eat slowly, I'll go ahead and work."
After that, she didn't wait for anyone to react, and for the first time, she left the scene impolitely.
Just then, Fu Yanzhi came over from the other side, but before he could raise his eyes, Ji Qingying had already passed by him.
Rong Xue was following after her.
When she saw Fu Yanzhi, she didn't stop. After two steps forward, Rong Xue suddenly turned around.
"Doctor Fu, have you eaten yet?"
Fu Yanzhi looked back at her.
Looking at his indifferent eyes, Rong Xue stammered while speaking, "Can...can I ask you a favor?"
"Say it."
Although Fu Yanzhi was cold, he still behaved with a gentlemanly demeanor one would expect of him.
Rong Xue pointed out, "Can you bring this lunch from me to sister Qingying?"
She explained in a panic, "I don't want to trouble you either, I want to deliver it myself, but I know sister Qingying will definitely not eat it."
Fu Yanzhi heard the extraneous meaning.
Before he nodded, Rong Xue whispered, "Sister Qingying likes you, she won't bear to refuse you and send you off. "
"......"
Fu Yanzhi pretended not to hear the last sentence, and said calmly, "Give it to me."
Hearing this, Rong Xue said excitedly, "Thank you, Doctor Fu."
Knock! Knock!
A knock rang on the door, but Ji Qingying answered without lifting her head, "Rong Xue, I'm not hungry,"
With a "squeak", the door was pushed open.
Ji Qingying knitted her brows. She looked up and wanted to reprimand the person. However, after seeing the person appear in the doorway she swallowed back her words.
"Why are you here?"
Fu Yanzhi calmly said, "Your assistant asked for a favor."
Ji Qingying saw the deluxe lunch box in his hand, she said "Oh" and whispered, "She is clever."
"......"
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her, "Eating?"
Ji Qingying stared at his indifferent face for a while and asked curiously, "Fu Yanzhi, when will you have other emotions?"
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows.
Ji Qingying explained, "Happiness, anger, sadness, and joy are the four most basic, these emotions you don't seem to have."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
Her words did not sound like a compliment this time.
When Ji Qingying saw that he was silent, she wanted to change the topic, but heard the person next to her ask, "Then what are you now?