Chapter 121 The atmosphere is awkward
"Hey, my name is Ning Xi, you can call me Aning." The speaker was a man standing stiffly next to the sofa. He was wearing a white shirt and jeans, with a well-behaved messy hair, and he blushed easily when he spoke.
He is the type that is easy to tease.
Ning Xi has a handsome appearance and looks very well-behaved. Ning Baicha's gaze lingered on him for a while, and he felt like committing a crime.
Very nice.
"Aning is very well behaved, she doesn't look like she's thirty years old." Xue Zixuan said quietly.
Ning Baicha nodded to him: "What a coincidence, we both have the last name Ning."
……
What a cold joke.
Everyone's expressions froze for a moment.
Only Ning Xi's face became redder and redder, even his ears turned red, and he stuttered even more when he spoke.
"Yes... yes... indeed... what a coincidence." He suddenly covered his face with his hands, "I'm going to go out and calm down."
Then he ran out the back door.
Ning Baicha looked confused: "What happened to him?"
"He's shy, right?" Xiaodou was also quite surprised. "He seems to be a typical I person, but he's too typical."
"What is Ning Xi's MBTI?"
"intj?"
Ning Baicha: "What is MBTI?"
She really has no knowledge in this area.
"It's a personality test, and you didn't even know it? Have you never taken a personality test?" Xiaodou's eyes sparkled.
Ning Baicha nodded: "Yes, I haven't done it."
"I don't know either." said another girl weakly.
Xiaodou: "Sister Baicha, this is Sister Xunqing, a designer."
"Hello." Xun Qing looked very calm and generous, but when she spoke, she showed a little lack of confidence. However, she was also a very gentle person.
Ning Baicha: "Hello."
"My name is An Ke, and I'm a cartoonist." This time it was a muscular man who spoke.
Ning Baicha's eyes widened: "You? Cartoonist?"
"It breaks the stereotype, doesn't it?" An Ke laughed. His smile was particularly bright and sunny, making people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze.
Ning Baicha nodded vigorously: "Sorry, I always thought... cartoonists are all nerdy and weak."
"Like Ning Xi?" An Ke, "You can guess what Ning Xi does for a living. We just talked about him before you came in. It felt really incredible."
"He...a writer?" Ning Baicha thought about it seriously.
Anko shook his head: "No."
"Screenwriter? Cartoonist? Or...engineer?" Ning Baicha mentioned several jobs in one breath.
"Sister Baicha, neither of them." Xue Zixuan leaned over slightly and got close to Ning Baicha's ear. His breath almost sprayed on her earlobe, making Ning Baicha feel itchy.
Ning Baicha was somewhat helpless: "Then I can't guess, is there any other job that is more suitable for people with social anxiety?"
The barrage of comments also floated across the sky densely.
[Hahahaha, after watching the indoor live broadcast, I didn’t expect Ning Xi’s job! ]
[Me too, I feel that Ning Xi's personality is too different from his job. It's impossible to guess that Ning Xi does that kind of job.]
"Let me remind you, this is not a job for people with social phobia." Xiaodou cleared his throat and looked at Ning Baicha playfully.
Ning Baicha racked his brains: "Sales? But it doesn't seem like it. But besides this, what other jobs can you have?"
"Okay, let me reveal the answer." Xue Zixuan stood beside Ning Baicha in a lazy posture. From the back, it seemed as if he was half-covering her. "Actually, she is the wedding host."
"Wedding...wedding host?" Ning Baicha hadn't thought of this. "I almost guessed the actor, but he turned out to be the wedding host."
At this time, Ning Xi had already come in from the back door. His cheeks were still red and the tips of his ears were pink. He looked very cute and easy to bully.
"Work and life are separate." Ning Xi said very elegantly, "the two usually do not affect each other."
"But personality should also affect work, right?"
"It does have some impact, but I think since it's work, I have to do every job well!" Ning Xi's eyes were shining when he talked about his work.
It was ignited for no apparent reason.
[Wow, I just searched it and it seems that Ning Xi is in two completely different states on stage and off stage.]
【Really. 】
"Come on, come on, sit down first and have a drink of water." An Ke organized everyone to sit down.
Everyone then headed towards the sofa.
At this moment, something made a sound at the door, followed by an electronic mechanical sound.
"There are new people to the hottest, there are new people to the hottest."
A very cheerful voice.
Xiaodou was still the most active one. She opened the door and said to the newcomer very actively: "Hello, I am..."
The sound was stuck.
"Hello, I'm Ning Baixuan. My sister is here, right? She didn't even wait for me." Ning Baixuan's voice rang out.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little weird.
Xue Zixuan sat on the single sofa, looking a little lazy.
Ning Baicha poured himself a glass of water.
"Yes, Sister Baicha has arrived, Xuanxuan, you are so beautiful too." Xiaodou took the suitcase from Ning Baixuan.
Ning Baixuan threw it to Xiaodou without thinking, and walked past her into the door.
Xiaodou didn't expect her suitcase to be so heavy and almost fell down. She carried her suitcase and followed Ning Baixuan with a grunt.
"Hello, everyone." Ning Baixuan walked in and greeted everyone.
Everyone stood up again.
Only Ning Baicha was pouring water, while Xue Zixuan took out his mobile phone to check messages.
Xiaodou entered the door with great difficulty. Seeing this, Anke hurried forward, took the suitcase from Xiaodou's hand, and put it together with everyone else's suitcases.
"Ms. Ning's suitcase is quite heavy."
"I'm sorry." Ning Baixuan smiled sweetly, her voice even sweeter than Xiaodou's, even a little too coquettish, "Girls just have to carry a little more things when they go out. Sorry to bother you."
An Ke raised an eyebrow: "They are both girls, but Xiaodou's suitcase is much lighter, and Teacher Baicha's suitcase is not that heavy either. It seems that professional idols are different from others."
There was a hint of tension in these words, and Ning Baixuan pretended not to understand.
"Thank you, brother. What's your name?"
"Anke." Anke said without any expression.
Ning Baixuan thanked her again, then sat next to Ning Baicha and hugged her arm: "Sister, why didn't you inform me before you left? I had to chase you on the road for a long time."
"You didn't tell me either. I thought with your personality, you would have left long ago." Ning Baicha responded with a smile.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. Xiaodou shook his hands and sat down on the sofa opposite the two of them.