Jian Anran has never posted much to people in Moments. She attributes this situation to the fact that she herself is a person with a strong desire to share.
She is keen to share every detail of her life with her closest friends about everything that happens in her life, from things as big as going to school and finding a job to as small as the price of the soy milk she bought today has increased by 50 cents.
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After sharing with her close friends, things like posting to Moments were naturally not within her scope of consideration. After all, people who didn't chat were not much different from strangers to her. Jian Anran didn't want to change her life
The thought of being exposed to the scrutiny of others.
Therefore, in Jian Anran's circle of friends, in addition to sharing photos of occasional travels, there is also a very low probability of sudden emotional copywriting.
When Chen Gong asked her who was in the photo on Moments, Jian Anran didn't immediately remember what she had posted on Moments recently.
After all, most of her friends just post what comes to mind, and even she herself can't figure out any rules.
It’s just this so-called thirst for knowledge that makes Jian Anran feel a little disgusted——
The first thing she asked about was her salary and who was in the group photo with her friends. It felt like she was trying to get to the bottom of her. From these few words, Jian Anran knew that Chen Gong might not have anything to do with her in the future.
Lots of contacts.
[Jane: I have an offended question, what is the approximate salary level for designers in our department?]
Not very confident, Jian Anran thought about it and added:
【Jane: I want to have a goal to strive for】
Using offending questions to offend others is the cruelest thing Jian Anran can imagine.
Chen Gong doesn’t seem to be very taboo about such questions:
[Gong Chen: I got 15 Ws in my first year~]
Although it was unclear when Chen Gong's first year was, when the price was announced, Jian Anran felt inexplicably relieved.
She has seen too many architects who work overtime every day and earn only three to four thousand a month. In the declining environment of this industry, the survival of architects is very problematic. Jian Anran even wavered for a time whether she should persist in this job.
The idea of a row of hard work.
When Ning Beibei saw that a certain senior student had a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, she once commented sharply: I originally wanted to work in the construction industry until I die, but I didn't expect that this industry wants me to die right now.
Except for a very small number of students who were transferred, those who had the courage to choose architecture at the beginning had some admiration and love for this industry.
After all, it takes five years to study for a bachelor's degree. Some students whose families are relatively poor are in urgent need of social work to make money. The debuff of one more year will basically not be included in their consideration.
There are also long hours of overtime work, drawings, multi-faceted communication and reporting, not to mention the expensive drawing printing and model fees for each lesson——
To sum up, engaging in this industry requires enthusiasm and money, as well as a trace of basic aesthetic qualities. It is not unreasonable for many architecture students to claim that they are art students in engineering.
Seeing that Mr. Chen could get an annual salary of 150,000 yuan in Valin, Jian Anran breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, hard work can still be rewarded.
After all, working overtime for a long time is not as good as the annual salary of hundreds of thousands from the big Internet companies seen in the news, but at least it can still have a little surplus on the basis of satisfying life, and Jian Anran is very satisfied.
[Gong Chen: So, is the circle of friends your friend?] The topic has returned to the original starting point.
What Moments made him so curious? Jian Anran clicked on her profile picture, and as soon as she clicked on the Moments, she saw photos of her camping trip a while ago.
Sunset, seaside beach, campfire dinner, and campervan parked on the beach.
Because her circle of friends has been visible for half a year, anyone who clicks on this travel blog from nearly half a year ago can see it if they are her WeChat friends.
The last photo in Jiutu Moments is a photo of her, Ning Beibei, Shen Huainan and Chu Chen.
There is a feeling that it has just passed not long ago, but the beautiful memories have been so long ago that Jian Anran is a little blurry.
It was as if she could no longer recall the feeling of this memory without opening her circle of friends. Nothing had happened at home at that time, or it might have happened, but she didn't know anything.
Being able to travel without distractions and chatting and laughing freely with friends is a life that I can never go back to.
Jian Anran even suddenly found herself suffering from guilt syndrome about spending money.
As long as she doesn't spend her money wisely and buys an extra drink, the image of her mother's hands turning white from being soaked in disinfectant will appear in her mind, and she will think of the way her ex-sexual brother slept huddled on the sofa bed in the rental house.
Obviously all the tragedies were not caused by her, and she was also the victim of this story, but every time Jian Anran made a purchase, her mind kept spinning like a revolving lantern.
[Gong Chen: Hi? Are you still here?]
No reply was seen, so Chen Gong suddenly sent another sentence.
The table where they have afternoon tea is not far away. In fact, whether Jian Anran is looking at them or they are looking at Jian Anran, they can see each other clearly.
From Chen Gong's perspective, it was nothing more than Jian Anran staring at the computer screen in a daze, but not answering the question he wanted to know most. Naturally, he began to make many guesses in his mind, but before waiting for the answer, Chen Gong still didn't dare to be too cautious.
Don’t make any conclusions early.
【Jane:Yes】
[Chen Gong: Which sentence is the answer? Which sentence is it still? Or is it the friend's sentence?] He couldn't wait to know the answer.
【Jane: Friend's sentence】
[Gong Chen: What kind of friend?]
Inexplicable.
She stared at the screen and cursed quietly.
【Jane: Male, alive】
Probably because he didn't expect Jian Anran to answer like this, Chen Gong first replied "Hahahaha", and finally sent an emoticon to try to cover up the embarrassment in the chat box.
The afternoon tea time is not over yet, and the chatter in the office seems to have reached a climax in an instant.
Each person's voice was so low that it was difficult to hear any of the words, but the combined voices were so loud that Jian Anran couldn't help but look up and glance ahead.
The group of people seemed to have glanced at her, and suddenly a girl she had never seen before waved to her, "Jian, why don't you come over and have afternoon tea together?"
Someone next to me immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, what a waste if you don't eat? Come over and join us!"
Jian Anran just smiled and waved her hands, "I ate too much at lunch, so I won't eat any more today."
She bent down, trying to block the view of the crowd and herself from the monitor.
Suddenly, the light above her head seemed to be blocked, and the keyboard that Jane placed on the table went black. She looked up and realized that Sister A was suddenly standing next to her out of nowhere.