Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 73

Her first reaction was to say no.

However, when Jian Anran turned her head, she saw Xiangyi's frowning expression, and Teacher Bian next to her was looking at her expectantly, and the two of them waited for her reply in unison.

There was really no reason to refuse. Looking at the half-finished document on the screen, she could only forcefully smile.

"No problem, senior sister, please give me the specific location and the contact information of the vice president. I will contact the vice president when I arrive at the administration building."

Although the building of the Department of Architecture is some distance away from the administrative building, and the campus bus does not seem to be passing by at this time, Jian Anran is thinking of going downstairs to sweep a shared bicycle, and will probably go back and forth to the administrative building soon.

"Fortunately, I have you, thank you so much, junior." Xiangyi said something nasty in a sweet voice, while handing the cowhide bag on her seat to Jian Anran.

"I sent both the address and phone number to your WeChat." Xiangyi said, picking up the phone and shaking it in front of her.

After confirming that the message had been received, Jane Anran immediately went downstairs with the document bag in hand.

Sure enough, if people are unlucky, they will choke if they drink cold water.

There is usually a whole row of green and orange shared bicycles, but when Jian Anran went downstairs, there was none of them.

It was the end of get out of class time, and the crowd had already ridden all their bikes away, and only when it was close to the time of class could someone ride back the bike.

Jian Anran sighed deeply, thinking whether she should call back and ask her grandma to help her find a talisman to avoid villains.

Walking back and forth to the administrative building for about four to ten minutes, it was already autumn, but Jian Anran returned to the office sweating profusely. .

As soon as the office door opened, Xiangyi and Mr. Bian laughed again.

Nearly an hour has passed, and they no longer know what to talk about from the exhibition content.

I only vaguely heard Teacher Bian talking about what work her brothers and sisters were doing.

After Song Qi sighed a few times, he took out the earphones from his black backpack and put them on his ears.

And Mi Yingying has already copied the data to her own 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 time and time again, until Xiangyi said again, "Oh, my part analysis diagram may be a little too late, why don't you, Xuemei, help me to draw it together."

Patience finally broke, Jian Anran turned around, forced a smile and said: "I still have a lot of floor plans and models to complete, if it is too late to complete, it is better to ask the senior sister to arrange the time from the beginning .”

The two who were talking and laughing a second ago, their smiles froze on their faces at the same time.

Even Song Qi, who was wearing earphones, could feel the awkward atmosphere in the office, and secretly took off one earphone to listen to the movement.

Xiangyi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in embarrassment.

"It's true that I didn't arrange it well."

Teacher Bian's face immediately became gloomy, his red lips were slightly parted, and the corner of his mouth was sarcastically said: "This little student is really straightforward."

Suppressing the anger welling up in her heart, Jian Anran nodded her head without speaking, and turned her head back to the screen to continue the work at hand.

While Xiangyi sent the angry Teacher Bian out, Mi Yingying came back with her computer in her arms to gossip: "What's wrong?"

"What is Teacher Bian angry about?"

After explaining the ins and outs to Mi Yingying, she first burst out laughing: "You deserve it!"

"I just saw that their noses were crooked with anger, and I almost couldn't hold back my laughter just now."

Then she immediately comforted Jane Anran, and after confirming that she was fine, she carried the computer back to her seat.

"Eh? Didn't Teacher Wen come here today?" Mi Yingying asked suddenly.

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 have a meeting in Ludao City, and he would not be able to return until three days in a row.

After Xiangyi sent Teacher Bian back, she didn't show up in the office for a long time. Jian Anran looked up at her empty seat, sighed, and buried her head to continue working.

The atrium of the architecture department building in the mid-term, no more chatter than usual, 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 to dial the number.

"Hello?" She said softly, "I don't know if I've disturbed the teacher. I'm Xiangyi."

After waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to reply, she laughed.

"Teacher Bian has come to the office. I introduced the complete content of our concept to her in detail. She likes it very much, but thinks that the title is a bit inappropriate. I hope we can revise a few more versions for her..."

Screening out the short parts of 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 already completed the analysis diagram, as long as other students complete the floor plan, we can enter the next stage..."

After getting an affirmative answer from the other side of the phone, Xiangyi hung up the phone with a smile.

The teachers passing by in the next office couldn't help but nodded and praised: "This female classmate is really responsible, and the teacher never forgets to report the progress to the teacher when he is on a business trip."

The design of the exhibition part was completed very quickly. Before the official exhibition was set up, 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 besides the students, there were also invited guests from all walks of life, the exhibition needed to be open for a long time.

In the end, they selected a gallery in the city center and borrowed their exhibition hall to display the works of the old professor.

While holding the blueprints, they compared the empty field, and the sound of conversation echoed in the empty space.

Suddenly, Wen Siheng turned around and asked, "By the way, have you contacted Xiangyi yet?"

Mi Yingying, who was standing behind him, immediately shook her head, "Her phone is off, so I can't get in touch."

"Student Xiangyi has been under a lot of pressure recently," Teacher Bian said suddenly, "She is dealing with several projects at the same time."

"It is said that I can't find anyone to help, so I can only take all the tasks on myself." She glanced at Jian Anran while talking.

"I heard that Xiangyi's thesis that she started recently was sent back and rewritten. How could she cope with so much work?"

Wen Siheng smiled politely, and replied: "Everyone's workload is the same when assigned to a task. It may be that Xiangyi has not yet adapted to the life of a graduate student."

"Don't say it," Mr. Bian frowned and shook his head, "I had a student before, who dropped out of school in a fit of anger after being asked to correct his thesis a few times."

"Bang Dang—a loud bang suddenly sounded, which startled everyone.

Everyone turned around and found Jane Anran sitting on a pile of easels.

(End of this chapter)