Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 78 The Sheep's Counterattack

When there is nothing you can do, the best solution is to ask your superiors for instructions.

Jian Anran knew that forcibly undertaking tasks that she was unable to undertake would 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 see."

Wen Siheng paused, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll hurry back right now. You should bring the blueprints and computer to the scene first."

Jian Anran couldn't help asking: "You want to come back?"

Only when she suddenly realized that Teacher Bian was standing aside with her hands on her hips waiting for her reply, Jian Anran subconsciously walked a distance to the side.

After making sure that the distance was far enough that the other party could not hear the conversation on her phone, Jian Anran turned her back.

"Don't you have a meeting tomorrow morning?"

"In time." The voice on the other end of the phone replied.

At the moment when she was so tired that she was like straw and was about to fall when the wind blew, she suddenly felt a little relieved.

There seemed to be someone behind her all the time.

Jane Anran took a deep breath.

She raised her head, looked at Teacher Bian, and walked forward.

"How do you professors plan to be responsible? You are an undergraduate student, can you take responsibility for the delay in the development?" Teacher Bian looked at the girl in front of him and raised his chin.

The arrogant tone made Jane Anran completely angry. The plan has been carried out for less than half a month so far.

In just two weeks, Mr. Bian's thoughts repeatedly jumped and vacillated, and he intervened in their design ideas many times, which led to the construction party's strike.

Jane Anran recalled all the courses she had taken since college, and the professors opened one after another for them, teaching them how to conceive and design.

From sketching, gouache and watercolor in the early stage to laying a solid foundation for art, to the structure and color composition in the later stage, we help them accumulate the foundation of design step by step.

But no one taught them how to get along with Party A.

Before filling out this major, Jian Anran always thought that she would only become a designer who helped people realize their ideas in the future, and that she would deal most with her computer and the paintbrush in her hand.

I didn't expect to teach her a lesson before graduation.

It turns out that the most difficult thing is Party A who repeatedly jumps and does whatever he wants.

"I'm now..." Jane Anran took a step closer and turned up the volume.

Teacher Bian and his wife have been teaching at Luo University for decades, and no one has ever dared to confront them head-on. Even some teachers in the school were their students.

I didn't expect that the little girl who is usually as well-behaved as a sheep would also get angry sometimes.

The other party's nose trembled slightly, as if frightened by the sudden anger.

"Go to the scene right away, please come back, teacher, and leave the rest to us." Jian Anran forced a forced smile at Teacher Bian.

Teacher Bian didn't dare to say anything more, just "hummed" and turned away.

[Jane: Are you free now?Teacher Bian’s construction team went on strike temporarily, and tomorrow’s start is imminent, and I’m on my way 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 that she was fully prepared psychologically, but when she arrived at the exhibition hall, she really realized how bad the situation was.

I thought that on the basis of the original construction of the previous version, it only needs to be slightly adjusted according to the changes in the next version.

I don't know if it's because the construction party has accumulated a lot of grievances for half a month, and they didn't forget to deliberately destroy the original layout before withdrawing.

Fortunately, due to the ongoing construction, the paintings have not been displayed in time, and have been stored in the warehouse to minimize the loss as much as possible.

Looking around, the easels in the exhibition hall were scattered all over the place, 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 place.

After watching the scene, Jane Anran's first thought was: Why don't I drop out of school?
If you drop out of school, you don't have to be responsible for it, right?

Taking out her phone again, she began to rummage through her address book.

She has always felt that she is pursuing work-life balance (work-life balance) to a certain extent. We are all students, and she understands that every student is unwilling to answer the phone or reply to the message after get off work or get out of class.

Time was running out, Jian Anran thought about it, and finally made a call.

What is more depressing than hearing the shutdown directly is that the beep on the other end of the phone rang for a long time, and no one answered.

Hanging up on Mi Yingying's and dialing Song Qi's, the result was the same.

Not to mention Xiangyi, she had disappeared for a long time.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Anran sighed deeply, then turned off the mute of the phone, turned up the volume of the ringtone and placed it in the center of the exhibition hall.

After sorting out the materials on the list on the drawing, fortunately, everything is still there, and the construction party is not so wicked as to take everything away.

Always make plans before the development is too late, and she prioritizes the next work.

List the things that have to be done first, and put the relatively minor things last.

Lifting up her sleeves, she spread out 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 on the ground one by one, so that you can see the content of each drawing more intuitively.

Neck and lower back were so painful that they were numb. When I looked up, it was already dark outside. Looking through the window, even the lights on the street were dimmed by half.

She was very worried that someone contacted her and she didn't hear the sound of the mobile phone, which had been sitting in the middle of the exhibition hall for several hours and never rang.

The partition used to divide the area is placed in the warehouse, no matter how hard she pulls it, it will not move.

Jian Anran slumped on the ground along the big cardboard boxes, feeling like 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 rushed back?

Looking up with his left hand, the pointer on the watch pointed to ten o'clock.

"Is anyone there?" A female voice came from outside.

After straightening her messy hair, Jian Anran stood up, patted the ashes on her trousers 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, carefully looking around with their eyes.

"You are?"

Jian Anran, who suddenly appeared in the dark, met the eyes of one of the girls, and was obviously taken aback by seeing the other girl.

The whole body trembled, and by the way, it also scared the boy next to her.

(End of this chapter)