When there is nothing you can do, the best solution is to ask your superiors for instructions.
Jian Anran knows that forcing herself to take on tasks she cannot bear will only make the problem more complicated.
There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then a deep and powerful voice came: "I understand."
Wen Siheng paused, thought for a moment and then said: "I will rush back right now. You first bring the drawings and computer to the site."
Jian Anran couldn't help but ask: "You want to come back?"
Only then did she suddenly realize that Teacher Bian was standing there with her hands on her hips, waiting for her reply. Jane Anran subconsciously walked a distance away.
After making sure that the distance was far enough for the other party to not hear the conversation on her phone, Jian Anran turned her back.
"Don't you have a meeting tomorrow morning?"
"It's enough." The voice on the other end of the phone replied.
At the moment when she was as tired as straw and about to collapse when the wind blew, she suddenly felt a little relieved.
It seemed like there was always someone behind her.
Jian Anran took a deep breath.
She raised her head, looked at Teacher Bian, and walked forward.
"How do you professors plan to take responsibility? You are the only undergraduate student who has delayed the start of the project. Can you take the responsibility?" Teacher Bian looked at the girl in front of him and raised his chin.
The arrogant tone made Jian Anran completely angry. This plan has been carried out for less than half a month so far.
In just two weeks, Mr. Bian's ideas repeatedly jumped and wavered, and he interfered with their design ideas many times, which led to the construction company's strike.
Jian Anran thought back to all the courses she had taken since college. The professors gave them one class after another to teach them how to conceive and design.
From the sketching, gouache, and watercolor in the early stage to lay a solid foundation for art, to the subsequent structure and color composition, we help them accumulate the foundation of design step by step.
But no one taught them how to get along with Party A.
Before applying for this major, Jian Anran always thought that in the future she would only become a designer who helped people complete their ideas, and she would deal most with her own computer and the paintbrush in her hand.
Unexpectedly, I taught her a lesson before she graduated.
It turns out that the most difficult thing is Party A who jumps repeatedly and does whatever he wants.
"I am now..." Jian Anran took a step closer and turned up the volume.
Teacher Bian and his wife have been teaching at Luoyang University for decades, and no one has ever dared to conflict with them head-on. Even some teachers in the school were their students.
I never expected that a little girl who is usually as well-behaved as a sheep would get angry sometimes.
The other person's nose trembled slightly, as if he was frightened by the sudden anger.
"Go to the scene right away. Teacher, please come back. Leave the rest to us." Jian Anran forced a forced smile at Teacher Bian.
Teacher Bian didn't dare to say anything else. He just said "hum" and turned away.
[Jane: Are you free now? The construction company at Teacher Bian's place is on temporary strike and will start tomorrow. I'm on my way there now [crying]]
After unlocking the phone screen, Jian Anran looked at the empty group chat interface, without any reply for a long time.
"That's right, who would want to work overtime?" She lowered her head and murmured.
She originally thought she was completely mentally prepared, but when she arrived at the exhibition hall, she truly realized how bad the situation was.
I thought that on the basis of the original construction of the previous version, I only need to make slight adjustments according to the changes in the next version.
I don’t know if the construction party has been deeply grudged for half a month and did not forget to deliberately destroy the original layout before withdrawing.
Fortunately, due to the ongoing construction, the paintings have not had time to be displayed and have been stored in the warehouse, thus minimizing losses as much as possible.
Looking around, the easels in the exhibition hall were scattered all over the floor, the walls were painted with different shades of marks, and there were countless scratches on the floor. Black marks appeared in the center of the exhibition hall.
Not to mention the decoration materials scattered all over the floor.
After watching the scene, Jian Anran's first thought was: How about dropping out of school?
If you drop out of school, you probably won’t have to take responsibility, right?
She took out her phone again and started looking through her address book.
She has always felt that she pursues work-life balance to a certain extent. We are all students, and she understands that every student is unwilling to answer calls or respond to messages after get off work or get out of class.
Time was running out, Jian Anran thought for a while and finally made the call.
What was even more disappointing than hearing the phone shut down was that the beep on the other end of the phone kept ringing for a long time and no one answered.
I hung up on Mi Yingying and called Song Qi, but the result was the same.
Not to mention Xiangyi, she has disappeared for a long time.
After hanging up the phone, Jian Anran sighed deeply, then turned off the mute on her phone, turned up the ringtone volume, and placed it in the center of the exhibition hall.
After sorting through the materials listed on the drawing, fortunately, everything was still there and the builder was not so unethical as to take everything away.
Always being prepared to not finish the work before it starts, she prioritizes the next work.
List the things that have to be done first, and put the less important things at the end.
Pulling up her sleeves, she spread the drawings on the ground.
A person's strength is really weak, and Jian Anran gradually becomes impatient.
Cut the drawings along the middle line and lay them flat on the ground one by one, so that you can more intuitively see the content on each drawing.
My neck and waist hurt to the point of numbness. When I looked up, it was completely dark outside. Looking through the window, even the lights on the street were dimmed by half.
She was very worried that someone was contacting her and she didn't hear the sound of her cell phone. It had been placed in the middle of the exhibition hall for several hours and never rang.
The partitions used to divide the areas were placed in the warehouse, and no matter how hard she pulled them, they would not budge.
Jian Anran collapsed on the ground along the big cardboard boxes, a little on the verge of crying.
"Dong dong dong——" There was a sound of footsteps outside the warehouse.
It's so late, who else will be in the exhibition hall?
Could it be that Wen Siheng finally came back?
I looked up with my left hand and saw that the pointer on the watch pointed to ten o'clock.
"Is anyone there?" A female voice came from outside.
After straightening her messy hair, Jane Anran stood up, patted the dust on her pants and walked out.
I saw more than ten people standing in the middle of the huge exhibition hall. They were tightly locked in a group and carefully explored the surroundings with their eyes.
"You are?"
Jian Anran, who suddenly appeared in the dark, met the eyes of one of the girls, and was obviously shocked when she saw the other girl.
Her whole body trembled, and she also scared the boy next to her.
