Seeing the situation getting out of control, Song Qi immediately realized that something was wrong.
He quickly stood up and grabbed Mi Yingying, whispering in her ear and not knowing what he said.
After calming down a little, Mi Yingying and Song Qi walked outside the door together.
Walking to the corner of the stairs, Song Qi made sure that no one was around before lowering his head and saying a few words to Mi Yingying.
Contrary to expectations, Mi Yingying's mood not only did not ease, but on the contrary, she became even more angry. Like a wild beast about to go berserk, she rushed directly to the office.
Jian Anran happened to appear in the atrium at this time. No matter how hard she dodges her eyes, Mi Yingying will never let go of the only opportunity to defend her rights.
"We only have one quota in our studio. An Ran, do you think I am qualified to apply?" Mi Yingying asked directly.
"Ah..." When asked, Jian Anran hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.
As soon as she sat down, she heard a quarrel coming from the end of the corridor. It turned out to be Mi Yingying and Song Qi?
She didn't know the reason for their quarrel, but Jian Anran could clearly see that it was definitely not easy for her to express her stance on this matter.
No matter what she says, it will definitely offend another person.
"Tell me, do you also want to please the dean's niece? Are you rushing to flatter her?" Mi Yingying looked at Song Qi rudely and said.
"No..." Song Qi was obviously stunned, grabbed Mi Yingying's wrist, and motioned for her to lower her voice.
"You're still afraid of people saying it, are you feeling guilty?" Mi Yingying's voice did not weaken at all.
Shaking off Song Qi's hand, Mi Yingying held Jian Anran tightly.
"Junior sister, you come to judge. Since this semester, when has my workload not been heavier than Xiangyi?"
"When was it that she couldn't finish the painting, I didn't stay up late to clean up the mess for her?"
"How come all the good things happened to her alone? Who are we? The screws that add to her resume?"
"Do you want to dedicate yourself so much?" Mi Yingying said the last sentence specifically looking at Song Qi.
After talking just now, Jian Anran finally understood that they were quarreling over the scholarship.
Yesterday, I heard Ning Beibei mention the strange selection method for graduate scholarships.
This method will definitely inevitably avoid the selection of some parallel imports. Regarding this matter, Ning Beibei went to the dormitory next door to eat melon, and everyone complained together for a long time.
It is said that the dean objected several times, but the scholarship provider, as a major party, insisted on going his own way despite everyone's objections.
In the end, it took the dean's repeated efforts to reluctantly allow undergraduates to use their grade point rankings to award scholarships.
"Are you going to avenge your personal vendetta? Do you have to bring some personal emotions into your vote?" Mi Yingying asked Song Qi.
Seeing the other person lowering his eyes and becoming silent for a moment, Song Qi did not speak again.
"So An Ran, you are also a member of our studio. You were not here when we voted. Now that you are back, you can come and vote together."
"That's not good..." Jian Anran immediately declined.
She definitely doesn't want to be responsible for such a thankless thing.
"After all, I'm just an assistant who works twice a week, and I'm still an undergraduate. It's my turn to give advice." Looking at Mi Yingying's angry look, Jian Anran's voice became weaker and weaker.
Ignoring Jian Anran's words, Mi Yingying pulled her towards the office.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Xiangyi peeling an apple calmly, looking at her phone and leisurely scrolling through videos.
"Oops? Yingying, are you back?"
Unwilling to pay attention to her, Mi Yingying took Jian Anran and walked towards the window. The remaining piece of paper was still on the table.
Like a machine gun, Xiangyi looked at Mi Yingying and ignored her, choosing which pot to open and which pot to pick up. She said angrily: "Oh, don't take the scholarship thing too seriously."
"We can't deny our abilities just because of this small setback. We have just started school and don't have much time. We can just work harder at the end of the semester."
Something seemed to be stuck in her throat, and Mi Yingying couldn't speak for a while.
Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Jian Anran quickly took her hand and gently patted Mi Yingying's back, trying to calm her down.
Once again, Jian Anran still didn't understand. These words were obviously unnecessary to say. She didn't understand why Xiangyi had to make trouble with others?
Obviously, as a beneficiary, she kept silent for a few days. Mi Yingying has always been a big-hearted person, and the matter passed quickly.
"That's enough, every day..."
Mi Yingying sneered, loosened her grip on Jian Anran, and crumpled the white paper on the table into a ball with her other hand.
"Why is Yingying so angry?" Xiangyi refused to stop and said more and more proudly, "I am doing this for your own good and sincerely giving you advice..."
"Wha—" The paper ball flew past Jian Anran's nose and landed heavily on Xiang Yi's table.
"Yeah!" Xiangyi pretended to be shocked, "It was almost! Yingying, please don't litter."
"Your mouth has really never been quiet. Aren't you tired every day?" Mi Yingying said, walking towards Xiangyi.
"Senior, calm down." She reached out and grabbed Mi Yingying, but Jian Anran was thrown away by her forcefully.
Mi Yingying instantly reached out and grabbed Xiangyi's hair.
Not expecting this unexpected move at all, Xiangyi's hands subconsciously wanted to catch her, and the apple he took a bite rolled to the ground.
Mi Yingying's emotions have reached the critical point, she is burning with anger, and her rationality is instantly swept away.
Since enrolling in school, Xiangyi has been showing off her superiority in the office all the time.
She "accidentally" revealed to everyone that her uncle was the deputy prime minister, and "accidentally" mentioned to everyone that her mother had opened a company.
No one among the graduate students in the Department of Architecture does not know that there is a real daughter in Wen Siheng’s studio.
The other person's family situation has nothing to do with the others, but it happens to be a good thing. He shirks it one way and another, and puts the responsibility on other students.
After putting up with her for more than two months, no matter how good-tempered Mi Yingying was, she happened to encounter unfair treatment and suffered an emotional breakdown. She couldn't control it so much.
Raising her right hand, Mi Yingying was ready to slap Xiangyi hard.
Seeing that the other party was serious, Xiangyi began to flinch a little, stretched out his hands and tried hard to push Mi Yingying out.
It's a pity that she is petite and her strength is proportional to her height.
I couldn't bear how tall Mi Yingying was, and saw that her hand was about to fall on his face.
He shook it with all his strength, broke away a little from Mi Yingying's hand, turned his body sideways, and hid to the side.
"Clang!" With a sound, he stepped on the apple on the ground.
