Chapter 224 "Warm Snow"

After a whole day of interviews, which lasted nearly 10 hours, Zhou Rui felt exhausted, not to mention Mou Zhongyi. The old man couldn't even stand up straight.

In the first round of interviews, more than half of the 20 people were eliminated. The remaining ones may have a closed meeting for two-way selection.

Wu Huamin supported Mou Zhongyi and sent his teacher home. Zhou Rui moved his neck and his spine was crackling.

Han Ziyin walked in and saw Zhou Rui's appearance and asked with concern: "Are you tired?"

Zhou Rui smiled indifferently. With his physical fitness, he just needed to move around.

"I'm fine, but you've been busy outside all day. You've worked hard."

Zhou Rui was interviewing inside, and Han Ziyin was not idle either. She guided and organized the interviewees and ran around.

The two were separated by a door, but they were both tired.

Han Ziyin shook her head and sat next to Zhou Rui. Her long legs stretched forward, relaxing her leg muscles, and her arms also stretched forward.

The whole person formed a C shape, and he could not help but let out a slight moan, which Zhou Rui found interesting.

Han Ziyin was always cold and emotionless in front of everyone, but she would show some special little actions in front of Zhou Rui.

Zhou Rui waited for her to finish stretching before saying, "Let's go and have dinner together."

The two of them had a quick meal at the back door, which was the 24-hour braised beef noodles. Not to mention, although the store was a bit broken, the taste was still good, especially on a cold winter night, eating a bowl of hot soup noodles made the whole person feel comfortable.

After dinner, Zhou Rui was about to get up, and Han Ziyin suddenly said, "Do you have time tomorrow?"

Zhou Rui, who had completed all the exams in advance, could actually allocate every day freely if the school did not summon him for something special.

So Zhou Rui replied directly, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Han Ziyin took out two long strips of cards from her small bag and placed them on the table, with a very light voice.

"Dad gave me two tickets for a play. He said he would go with me, but he seems to have something urgent to do tomorrow, so he wants to invite you to go."

Han Ziyin kept staring at the empty bowl while speaking, hiding the panic in her eyes.

Zhou Rui was stunned and picked up the ticket. The name of the play on it was "Warm Snow".

I couldn't tell what it was, and I had never heard of it.

In my heart, I didn't have much feeling about this kind of activity, but Han Ziyin spoke up.

Zhou Rui pondered for a moment, looking at Han Ziyin with her head down, and didn't hesitate for too long.

"Okay, let me see, at 6 o'clock in the evening, Shanghai Grand Theater, then let's go together?"

Han Ziyin nodded suddenly, relieved, but then shook her head and said softly: "Can I start from home and meet outside the theater."

"Of course, it's nothing."

At the door of the braised beef noodle shop, Zhou Rui prepared to send Han Ziyin back to the dormitory as usual.

Han Ziyin originally refused and said, "You are tired too, go back and rest."

A battery car sped past behind her, and Zhou Rui pulled her sleeve to help her avoid it.

"It's good for digestion after dinner, let's go."

He knew that this girl was afraid of the dark, and there were not many street lights on the campus at night. In the past, he was the one who sent her back when she finished the experiment late.

The girl said no, but she wanted it.

She said no, but she really wanted it.

Is she a waste of learning?

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The next afternoon, Zhou Rui closed his book and looked at the sky outside the window.

It was cloudy and gloomy, and it was hard to tell what time it was.

The experience points of "subject-related entry tasks" are now easy for him. In a few days, the progress of three new tasks that started almost from scratch has been close to 30%.

The system is giving away more and more for free, but Zhou Rui likes it.

Conservatively estimated, he may get three more [subject entries] before the New Year.

However, after this round of tasks, he was ready to change his taste. He had been working hard on [Subject Entries] for several months. It happened that he was going back to Qinghe County for the New Year. He didn't have much time to study, so he could do some other tasks.

The magic of the system is not limited to scientific research.

Throwing the books aside, Zhou Rui took a bath.

After all, it was his first time to watch a drama, so he still wanted to clean himself up.

After changing into a lively outfit, Zhou Rui directly called a car and headed towards the "Shanghai Grand Theater".

On the way, he sent a text message to Han Ziyin: "I'm already on the way. See you at Gate No. 1."

The reply from the other side was quick: "Okay, I'm on the way too."

Zhou Rui remembered that he had bought a car, so he called the salesperson. The salesperson said that it might arrive in the next two days, so Zhou Rui should be ready to pick up the car at any time.

As long as it doesn't delay his return to Qinghe, it's fine. This year's Spring Festival is relatively early. January 25th is New Year's Eve, and the winter vacation is even earlier, so there are only a few days left.

Zhou Rui has been away for a while, and he really wants to go back to Qinghe to take a look.

I wonder if Huang Dewei has developed a leadership aura, and whether Lu Xubo's repeat grade is going well?

After Zhou Rui got off the car, he headed towards Gate 1. At this time, there were people gathered at the door, and they all seemed to be people watching the drama.

From a distance, Zhou Rui saw Han Ziyin at a glance. There was no other reason, she was too outstanding.

This tall girl seemed to have some heels today. She was wearing a white woolen coat, with long hair draped over her shoulders, holding a handbag in both hands. Her cold and arrogant face seemed to be a perfect match for this cold winter night. Countless passers-by passed by and couldn't help but look back.

Han Ziyin seemed to be in a daze, looking at the traffic not far away. She was not sure which direction Zhou Rui would come from.

He exhaled a breath of white air, trying to warm his scallion-white fingers, but the cold wind took away more of his temperature.

Seeing Zhou Rui waving his hand and walking over, the ice on his cold face melted, and he also waved his hand.

Zhou Rui: "You're earlier than me."

Han Ziyin shook her head: "I just arrived."

The two walked into the theater, the temperature of the air conditioner rose immediately, and people felt much more comfortable.

"Warm Snow" is in Hall 3, and there is already a queue at the door.

After the two checked their tickets and entered, Zhou Rui looked at the drama hall, which was a bit like the auditorium in his mind, with rows of red seats densely packed, and there were seats on the second floor.

The ticket in Han Ziyin's hand seemed to be a VIP seat, in the middle of the fifth row with the best distance.

There was a three-page introduction on the seat, and Zhou Rui flipped it open and took a casual look.

Not surprisingly, it was a play involving love, hatred, and vengeance.

Well, maybe all dramas in the world are like this, unless they are pure comedies or red dramas.

In the list of actors, there was actually a male actor named Guo whom Zhou Rui could recognize. He was still doing well in the film and television industry and had many representative works. He was an actor that Zhou Rui liked in his previous life.

The lights in the hall gradually dimmed, and a person walked to the center of the stage and talked about some precautions, such as not making loud noises and not taking photos.

Zhou Rui tilted his head, feeling quite fresh.

After that person went down, the drama was about to officially begin.

All the lights went out.

During this break between scenes, the entire hall fell into darkness.

A somewhat cold little hand secretly reached out to Zhou Rui's big hand.

Zhou Rui turned his head and looked, but couldn't see Han Ziyin's expression clearly.

I guess this girl is afraid of the dark again.

He patted her hand slightly, signaling Han Ziyin not to be nervous.

It's been a few days since I held her hand, and the feeling is still the same. I guess this girl didn't expect to be afraid of watching a drama in the dark.

But this time, Han Ziyin responded to him in an uncharacteristic way.

Without warning, she intertwined her fingers with his.

Every gap between Zhou Rui's fingers was filled with smoothness and coldness.