Chapter 73 The Female Classmate of the Person in Charge
Chapter 73 The female classmate in charge
Author: Sugar Fried Rice Noodles
Chapter 73 The female classmate in charge
Her first reaction was to refuse.
However, when Jian Anran turned around, she saw Xiangyi's frowning expression, and Teacher Bian next to her looked at her expectantly. The two of them were waiting for her answer.
There was really no reason to refuse. Looking at the half-finished document on the screen, she could only smile reluctantly.
"No problem. Please give me the specific location and the contact information of the deputy dean. I will contact the deputy dean when I get to the administration building."
Although the Department of Architecture building is quite far away from the Administration Building, campus buses don't seem to be passing here at this time. Jian Anran thought about going downstairs to grab a shared bicycle, and she would probably be back and forth to the Administration Building soon.
"Fortunately, I have you. Thank you so much, junior sister." Xiangyi said disgusting words in a sweet voice while handing the cowhide bag on his seat to Jian Anran's hand.
"I have sent the address and phone number to your WeChat account." Xiangyi said, picking up the phone and shaking it in front of her.
After the confirmation message had been received, Jian Anran took the document bag and immediately went downstairs.
Sure enough, if a person is unlucky, he will choke even if he drinks cold water.
There was usually a row of green and orange shared bicycles, but when Jian Anran went downstairs, there was no one left.
It is now the time after class, and the crowd of people who have finished class have already ridden their bikes away. Only when it is close to class time can anyone return their bikes.
Jian Anran sighed deeply, wondering if she should call back and ask her grandma to help her find a talisman to avoid villains.
It took almost forty minutes to walk back and forth to the administration building. Even though it was already autumn, Jian Anran returned to the office sweating profusely.
As soon as the office door opened, Xiangyi and Teacher Bian's laughter greeted them again.
Nearly an hour passed, and they no longer knew what they were talking about from the exhibition content to the next.
I could only vaguely hear Teacher Bian talking about what jobs her brothers and sisters were doing.
After Song Qi sighed several times, he took out the headphones from his black backpack and put them on his ears.
Mi Yingying has copied the data to her hard drive, picked up her laptop and sat in the atrium by the door to work.
Jian Anran was challenged to the limit of her patience again and again, until Xiangyi said again, "Oh, I may be a little too late for that part of the analysis diagram. How about you help me draw it together, my junior sister."
Patience finally broke, Jian Anran turned around, forced out a smile and said: "I still have a lot of plans and models on hand to complete. If it's too late to finish, it's better to ask my senior sister to arrange the time from the beginning.
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The two people who were chatting and laughing a second ago had smiles frozen on their faces at the same time.
Even Song Qi, who was wearing headphones, could feel that the atmosphere in the office suddenly became awkward, so he secretly took off one of his headphones to listen to the movement.
Xiangyi was stunned for a moment, then nodded awkwardly.
"It's true that I didn't arrange it well."
Teacher Bian's face immediately turned gloomy, her red lips parted slightly, and she said with a hint of ridicule: "This little classmate has such a straightforward personality."
Suppressing the anger rising in her heart, Jian Anran nodded without saying anything, turned her head back to the screen and continued the work at hand.
While Xiangyi was sending the angry Teacher Bian out, Mi Yingying came back with the computer in her arms and gossiped: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"What are you angry about, Teacher Bian?"
After explaining the whole story to Mi Yingying, she laughed loudly: "You deserve it!"
"Just now I saw their noses were so angry that I almost couldn't hold back my laughter."
Then she immediately comforted Jian Anran, and after confirming that she was okay, she moved the computer back to her seat.
"Eh? Has Teacher Wen not been here yet today?" Mi Yingying suddenly asked.
Shaking her head guiltily, Jian Anran said weakly: "It seems so."
Before going out this morning, Wen Siheng specifically told her that he was going to Ludao City for a meeting and would have to attend it for three days in a row before coming back.
Xiangyi didn't show up in the office again for a long time after sending Teacher Bian back. Jian Anran looked up at her empty seat, sighed, then lowered her head and continued working.
The atrium of the mid-term architecture department building was no longer bustling with chatter as usual. It was empty at this time, with only a few tables for eating and resting.
Xiangyi held up the phone and flipped through the address book for a while, finally selected a contact, tapped the screen and dialed the number.
"Hello?" she said softly, "I don't know if I'm disturbing the teacher. I'm Xiangyi."
After waiting for a reply from the person on the other end of the phone, she laughed.
"Teacher Bian came to the office. I introduced her the complete content of our concept in detail. She liked it very much, but she felt that the title was a bit lacking. I hope we can revise a few more versions for her..."
After filtering out the short stories about the parents, Xiangyi recounted the content of their conversation to Wen Siheng in detail, and finally did not forget to report on the progress of his work.
"I have completed the analysis drawing. As long as other students complete the floor plan, we can enter the next stage..."
After receiving a positive reply from the person on the other end of the phone, Xiangyi hung up the phone with a smile.
In the office next to me, the teachers passing by could not help but nod and praise: "This female classmate is really responsible. When the teacher is on a business trip, she never forgets to report the progress to the teacher."
The design of the exhibition part was completed quickly. Before the official installation of the exhibition, Wen Siheng took them to the exhibition hall as soon as he came back.
Originally, the old professor's exhibition was planned to be held in the school, but considering that in addition to students, there are also invited guests from all walks of life, the exhibition needs to be open for a long time.
Finally, they selected a gallery in the city center and borrowed their exhibition hall to display the old professor's works.
While holding the drawings, they looked at the empty venue, and the sound of conversation echoed in the empty space.
Suddenly, Wen Siheng turned around and asked, "By the way, have you contacted Xiangyi?"
Mi Yingying, who was standing behind him, shook her head and said, "Her mobile phone was turned off and she couldn't be contacted."
"Classmate Xiangyi has been under a lot of pressure recently," Teacher Bian said suddenly, "She is dealing with several projects at the same time."
"I can't find anyone to help me, so I can only take all the tasks on myself." As she spoke, she glanced at Jian Anran.
"I heard that Xiangyi's recent thesis was sent back for rewriting. How can she cope with so much work?"
Wen Siheng smiled politely and replied: "The workload assigned to everyone is the same. Maybe Xiangyi has not yet adapted to the life of a graduate student."
"Don't say that," Teacher Bian frowned and shook his head, "I once had a student who dropped out of school in a fit of anger after being asked to revise his paper several times."
"Bang-dang--there was a violent noise suddenly, which startled everyone.
Everyone turned around and found Jian Anran sitting on a pile of easels.
