After the defense, her heart was so noisy that Jian Anran even wanted to put earplugs in her left and right atria.
She had no intention of continuing to sit in the classroom and watch the results reports of other students. She picked up her things and walked out of the classroom with Ning Beibei.
"I'm going to the bathroom." As soon as she reached the stairs, Ning Beibei stuffed her bag into Jian Anran's hand.
I stood at the stairs and waited for a long time. There was a long queue for the restroom after class.
It took a long time for Ning Beibei to get in, but before she could get in line, Jian Anran walked a few steps away and stood in front of the window at the end of the corridor.
"Have you finished your defense, junior high school girl?" A familiar voice came to her ears, and Jian Anran couldn't help but feel a chill on her neck.
Looking back, it turned out to be Xiangyi.
"What a coincidence, senior, are you here to listen to the second debate?" Jian Anran said without looking at her, focusing on the trees in the distance.
Under the sunlight, the shadows of the trees sway. In October, this is the last lush moment of this tree in the next few months.
"I came here specifically to listen to the report of the junior high school girl. I want to see the final results of the junior high school girl." Xiangyi said.
Jian Anran suddenly turned around. Xiangyi behind him did not expect it and was obviously frightened by Jian Anran's sudden move.
"Senior," Jian Anran said, "can I ask senior something?"
Just when she saw that the person in front of her wanted to speak, Jian Anran continued talking to herself.
This sentence was just her opening statement. From the beginning, she never wanted to give the other party any chance to agree or refuse.
"Senior sister targets me again and again, is it because of Wen Siheng?"
Unexpectedly, Jian Anran took the initiative and Xiangyi was shocked to the point of being speechless.
He was almost the only trump card in his hand, and when Jian Anran took the initiative to reveal it, Xiangyi was stunned for a while, thinking about how to answer.
"Is it because of Su Yiqi?" Jian Anran added.
Xiangyi's somewhat brown pupils trembled for a moment, then looked away.
Jian Anran's words seemed to her like the devil's whisper. When did she know about it? Who else also knew about it?
Xiangyi didn't dare to think further, but the only foreseeable result was that his secret would be made public.
Thinking of this, Xiangyi clenched his fists subconsciously, and the fingertips wrapped in his palms trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Xiangyi had always thought that he had perfectly hidden secrets in his heart, but Xiangyi never expected that the fragility and low self-esteem in his heart, and the last layer that he dared not let others discover, would be exposed to the sun like this.
Frightened, helpless, panicked.
When all the negative emotions suddenly gather in his heart, Xiangyi's first reaction is to escape.
But escaping is a disguised admission. Xiangyi is still unwilling to admit defeat, unwilling to let himself become someone else's gossip, unwilling to let himself become the abandoned son of his uncle.
This is also the last fig leaf for an uncle in a high position, the last line of shame he regards as shame.
If this layer of secrets is revealed in the end, can Xiangyi still treat her uncle as usual, and can she always stand behind her?
She has no confidence at all.
Trying hard to dodge the hot and determined eyes from the other side, Xiangyi lowered his head, not daring to face the strong wind.
"Since senior sister also has things that she doesn't want others to know, let's give in to each other and don't make the other party too sad. Senior sister should also agree, right?" The corners of her lips raised slightly, and Jian Anran's smile grew stronger.
At this moment, even Jian Anran felt a little scary.
"You...have nothing to do with it?" Xiangyi said in a panic.
"Do you think you will be any better off than me if the matter between you and Professor Wen is revealed?"
Just as Jian Anran was about to speak, she was interrupted by Xiangyi: "Don't think too highly of yourself. How do you think your methods are nobler than mine?"
I had long known that Xiangyi was aware of their relationship, and finally heard these words coming out of her mouth.
Far from the panic and anxiety she imagined, Jian Anran even felt a little relaxed.
I felt relieved. It would be far more effective for everyone to put things out in the open than to hide behind and attack secretly.
"What can I do?" Jian Anran couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Ignoring it, Xiangyi took a few steps, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he turned back and cast a disdainful side glance.
"What else can the student do to hold on to the teacher?"
"Next work!"
She said the last sentence in a breathy voice, but her voice was very clear and Jian Anran could hear it clearly.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to explain, Jian Anran's lips opened and closed, but no sound seemed to come out of her throat.
A sense of laziness suddenly took over her whole body, and she didn't even want to explain.
If Xiangyi had such preconceived and extreme assumptions about their relationship, she couldn't explain it clearly in a few sentences.
Even if you want to explain yourself, you may not be able to listen even if you are trying to get into trouble.
She shook her head helplessly. Jian Anran originally wanted to walk away by herself, but she met Professor Zhang who had just walked out of the classroom.
Although he did not teach any professional courses, Professor Zhang happened to have no classes. At the strong invitation of several other teachers, he came to the classroom to observe the second debate.
Occasionally, he will be cued by his old colleagues and asked to give some guiding opinions.
"I've asked all the questions I want to ask, so I won't disturb senior sister. Goodbye, senior sister." Jian Anran looked at Xiangyi aside.
The other party was stunned at first, then turned back following Jian Anran's gaze, and his eyes instantly intersected with Professor Zhang's.
"Hello, professor." Xiangyi smiled reluctantly and nodded in greeting.
Turning around, she glanced at Jian Anran's face, her eyes complex, as if she had a lot more to say.
Finally, I remembered again that Professor Zhang was behind me, so I gave up and said a few polite words before turning around and leaving.
"The plan has been revised well. In addition to the things mentioned before, I found that you have also made a lot of changes and considered it very comprehensively." Professor Zhang was not stingy with his praise at all.
Jian Anran smiled and thanked him, and also politely said that Professor Zhang was the one who helped.
"Well, to tell you the truth, I was entrusted by the dean." When Professor Zhang laughed, the slightly protruding flesh on his chin trembled.
"Dean?" Jian Anran was a little confused.
"Yes," Professor Zhang explained, "When the dean asked me to help you with your suggestions for revision, I was still puzzled at first!"
"How come you suddenly asked me to give guidance to my classmates? And as you know, I am not a teacher of professional courses."
"But when I saw your picture today, I thought maybe the dean also saw your potential."
"It's indeed a good seedling. It's just a little bit off. Just a little push and you'll be on your way."
At first, she was still thinking about why the dean suddenly asked Professor Zhang to change her drawings. Listening to Professor Zhang's words of praise, Jian Anran smiled sheepishly.
Professor Zhang seemed to want to continue talking, but a classmate came from behind and called him away, and he finally stopped talking.
"You have done a good job, please continue to work hard, and feel free to contact me if you have any questions."
