When I wake up the next day, the house is still empty. At this time, the disadvantages of a house that is too large become apparent.
If you are alone, you will be surrounded by a huge feeling of loneliness with nowhere to escape.
After simply baking a few slices of toast, Jane Anran hurriedly changed her clothes and went out. They were the first group to report today, and she couldn't be late.
It was only 7:15 and already a long queue had begun to form at the subway station. Jian Anran watched two crowded subway cars pass by. When she got to the third car, she finally made up her mind.
Even though the carriage was packed to the brim, Jian Anran still managed to squeeze in shamelessly with the help of the eldest sister at the back.
After passing several major stops, half of the people in the carriage were already empty. Although there were a few empty seats, there were still two stops to go before the school. Jian Anran thought for a while and decided to stand by the door.
When she walked into the classroom, Ning Beibei had just arrived at the door.
Walking down the lecture theater, she finally found a seat in the middle rows. This seat was just right for someone like her, who wasn't too active, but wasn't the kind of classmate in the back row who would doze off during class. After finding a suitable seat and arriving at the classroom before class, Jane's new day started smoothly. Before the storm hit, everything was calm, but soon, they faced the first challenge of the day. p>
Ning Beibei's USB flash drive showed that there was a virus. As soon as it was inserted into the school's computer that had three anti-virus software installed at the same time, colorful pop-up windows popped up in the lower right corner.
In the end, she was forced to remove the USB flash drive.
Because some of the information was not completed until yesterday by Ning Beibei, and she was the one to finish it. The ppt in Jian Anran’s USB flash drive was not the latest version.
"What should I do?" Ning Beibei was very anxious, with a blush on her face.
The teacher of this section of Architectural Physics is an extremely serious and highly respected old professor. He has a very low tolerance for such low-level mistakes and hates others delaying his teaching progress.
I glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, 7:50.
There were still ten minutes left before class started. I looked up at the classroom. Since the architectural physics teacher believed that electronic products would distract students, no electronic products were allowed in the classroom. No students in Jian Anran's sight had brought computers. "I'll go to the office upstairs and copy the ppt." Jian Anran said and walked out the door.
"Does your computer upstairs have storage?" Ning Beibei asked. She was working at a very fast pace last night, challenging the limits of life, and finally stayed up at 4:30 to finish her part.
"Thanks for some modern technology." Jian Anran said, took her USB flash drive and disappeared outside the door.
When Ning Beibei sent the file to the group, Jian Anran had already fallen asleep, but suddenly she thought that WeChat could also display records as long as it was opened on another computer.
With a sense of luck, Jian Anran still waited for the elevator for a while.
After the elevator door opened, as expected, it was packed inside. As soon as Jian Anran's left foot stepped on the elevator, there was a beeping sound.
She apologized embarrassedly to the people inside, hurriedly exited the elevator, turned around and ran towards the stairwell.
The lecture theater is on the first floor, and the office is on the seventh floor. For her who doesn’t usually exercise much, this is a physical challenge.
When she climbed to the seventh floor, her vision began to darken, and she arrived at the office door out of breath.
Through the glass on the door, it was pitch black inside.
Graduate students work at nine o'clock, and everyone can usually go there. During this time, there are only a few cleaning ladies in the atrium chatting with mops on the seventh floor.
She reached into her bag and rummaged through it, and her hands even trembled slightly when she took out the keys.
Only five minutes left.
Eagerly waiting for the computer to start up slowly, she felt for the first time that the computer started up very slowly.
I scanned the QR code to log in to WeChat, and the circle of waiting for the computer to synchronize data with WeChat seemed to go around forever.
After finally successfully logging into WeChat, messages popped up one by one. Jian Anran opened the file transfer assistant, downloaded the ppt, and copied it to the folder on the USB drive.
Three minutes.
She rushed out the door, held on to the railing with one hand and quickly went downstairs. She hurried to the lecture theater when the bell had not yet rang.
Ning Beibei saw Jian Anran appearing outside the door, stood up and walked forward quickly, took the USB flash drive from her hand and inserted it into the computer.
They waited nervously for the anti-virus software to scan, and when they saw the green check mark that appeared, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
When the teacher walked into the classroom, he took a careful look at the screen and found that the PPT had been opened, and Ning Beibei and Jian Anran were standing in front of the computer, waiting.
The teacher nodded with satisfaction and stretched out his hand to indicate that they could start.
The teacher did not plan to give questions for the mid-term exam of architectural physics this time. He asked everyone to work in two-person groups to jointly explain a certain knowledge point that they have learned or not learned this semester.
Jian Anran and her team chose architectural acoustics, taking reverberation time as the introduction point, and analyzed several cases of sound quality design in halls for music appreciation.
The entry point is quite satisfactory, and the content described is basically in line with the direction of the teaching tasks. But the advantage is that Ning Beibei finished the ppt in less than four hours. He has a deep memory, and his proficiency in the ppt content made the old professor on the side express his admiration frequently.
Nod.
When she finished speaking, she stepped down from the stage and walked around to the teacher's side. After taking a peek at the grades on the list in the teacher's hand, Jian Anran gave a thumbs up to Ning Beibei.
89 points.
The grade point of their school is on a 4-point scale, with a full score of 90. This score is equivalent to the highest evaluation a teacher can give.
After having lunch with Ning Beibei, there is no class in the afternoon, so Jian Anran plans to go back to the office to help draw pictures.
Ning Beibei chose an elective course, and the two parted ways at the entrance of the cafeteria, making an appointment to have dinner together after class in the afternoon.
After the preliminary research, their competition project officially entered the design stage. Song Qi was responsible for the calculation of indicators and how to achieve the greatest economic benefits within this scope.
Mi Yingying and Xiangyi were responsible for elaborating the remaining specific drawings step by step, while Jian Anran would go back to the office to help them with their work whenever she had time, draw a few pictures, and pull and pull the model blocks to see the overall effect.
Time is tight and the tasks are heavy. All you can hear in the office is the rapid clicks of the mouse and keyboard.
"Eh? Why hasn't Teacher Wen come to school these two days?" Xiangyi said suddenly.
The office suddenly became quiet, and no one responded to her.
"Maybe I'm busy." Mi Yingying said after a while.
"That's right," Xiangyi looked at Jian Anran, "My old classmate is back. If I don't receive warm hospitality, how can I have time to go to the office every day?"
"Senior Xiangyi." Jian Anran stood up suddenly with an expressionless face, and Xiangyi was slightly stunned.
