Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 88 Design to Structure

Looking along the line of sight, the small room separated by glass is used as a reception room here.

Clutching the canvas bag in one hand, Jian Anran walked into the reception room uneasily under the doubtful eyes of other students in the office.

In the middle of the reception room was a glass coffee table with a set of tea sets on it. Surrounding the coffee table were three black veteran-style sofas. Jane Anran sat down on the single sofa at the very edge.

From time to time there was the rustling of documents outside, and the voice of conversation mixed inside, Professor Zhang's voice was particularly prominent among them, and he seemed to disagree with the other party.

I carefully reviewed my performance in class during the recent period, whether it was in class or homework after class.

Jian Anran couldn't figure out what was wrong with her, and she still didn't understand why Professor Zhang suddenly called her to the office.

"Okay, that's the problem at the moment, you go back and change it first, and we'll find a time next week to take a look."

After Professor Zhang outside the door finished speaking, he only heard the sound of a chair being pushed away. Professor Zhang went straight into the reception room and closed the glass door without closing it completely, leaving a little concealment.

Seeing the person in front of him biting his lips involuntarily, and unconsciously rubbing the corner of his clothes with his fingers on his legs, Professor Zhang smiled knowingly.

"Relax, it's not a bad thing." He said, turning around and fetching two disposable paper cups from the table behind.

Picking up the kettle on the table and filling two glasses of water, one cup was pushed in front of Jane Anran.

"Thank you." She took the paper cup carefully.

Professor Zhang's hands and fingers intertwined, his elbows rested on his knees, and his body leaned forward slightly while sitting on the sofa.

"It's like this. I went to see your mid-term homework that day, and I saw your work at a glance after getting started. It was very eye-catching."

Hearing this sentence, Jian Anran just smiled embarrassedly, not knowing what to say.

"Personally, I appreciate your work," Professor Zhang continued, "Although there are some deficiencies, the overall degree of completion is very high."

Unable to hold back "Huh?" for a while, Jian Anran still didn't understand why Professor Zhang suddenly called her to the office.

Professor Zhang is the teacher of mechanics, and has always only provided help for the structure of their works, generally speaking, he does not care about the content of their designs.

"But I heard the students next to me mention that your work is the only one in your group that needs a second defense."

Professor Zhang mentioned this matter again, and Jian Anran's eyelids drooped immediately, it seems that the whole department has indeed known about this matter.

"I took a look at the level of other students. According to my standards, this small deficiency in your work cannot be disputed."

"But since it's already a done deal, I have some suggestions for revision. If you don't mind, we can discuss it together."

The brain crashed for a moment, and Jian Anran blurted out and asked, "Why?"

Realizing that she was a little too reckless and direct, she immediately blushed and apologized embarrassingly.

Professor Zhang smiled, "You have made great progress recently, and I also know about your grades last semester."

"I really appreciate that you are willing to work hard on your studies. Isn't there still an application for that scholarship? Isn't it worthwhile to lose points in professional courses?"

Noticing Jian Anran's hesitation, Professor Zhang said again: "Do you have any doubts?"

"Professor... aren't you a teacher of mechanics?" Jian Anran asked in a weak voice without confidence.

The person on the other side immediately laughed, his voice was bold and clear, and the flesh on his chin trembled slightly.

"My undergraduate degree is in structure, and my postgraduate degree is architecture. When I came to Los Angeles to apply for a job, I was left with a structural post." Professor Zhang sighed with some regret.

"Oh" Jian Anran suddenly realized, "So it turns out."

"Did you bring homework?" Professor Zhang asked.

Hastily took out the computer from the bag, Jian Anran opened the computer while saying: "Here."

The other party took it, put her laptop on her lap, and slid her fingers on the touchpad a few times.

"You..." Professor Zhang hesitated to speak.

Almost as a conditioned reflex, Jian Anran stood up "swish", her hands were respectfully placed in front of her body, and she took advantage of the opportunity to stand behind Professor Zhang, looking at her work in his hands.

"Actually, it's not only a streamline problem, but the structure here may not work well either." Professor Zhang drew an area with his fingers.

"There is no way to make such a beam in this place, which means that the structure here is actually invalid, and you can't support such a large span..."

On the basis of the architectural design, Professor Zhang also raided her on several structural issues.

It was slightly bright when I went out today, and autumn had already begun in October, so Jian Anran specially put on a short-sleeved shirt in the morning.

In the series of questions that were almost impossible to answer, his forehead was slightly stained with sweat or cold sweat.

Just as she reached out to wipe her forehead secretly, Professor Zhang turned her head and caught her.

"Am I usually this scary in class?" Professor Zhang smiled.

"The same goes for Zhou Yun who just came to hand in her homework. Her hands were shaking when she handed in her homework."

Jian Anran smiled and said in a low voice: "It's hard to deny."

From design issues to structural issues, Professor Zhang sorted out the logic of Jian Anran's works from the beginning to the end.

Before he finally came out, he did not forget to say: "If you have any questions, feel free to contact me."

After closing the office door, Jian Anran, who was facing away from the inside, still couldn't calm down the previous nervousness.She was shocked by Professor Zhang's sudden friendliness, and couldn't recover from it for a long time.

Unlike the way to come, Jian Anran felt that the pace of leaving was obviously much lighter, and the sun outside seemed to be a little brighter, and she even wanted to hum along with her pace.

There were not many people in the department building in the morning, and most of the students still had to go to class, and the corridors in the office were even quieter.

During the day, there are occasional bosses, and the cleaning lady dare not chat in the atrium. Through the hollow glass on the roof, the sunlight shines directly on the small table on the red brick in the atrium.

The canvas bag full of things hurt Jane Anran's shoulders. She put the bag on the table and sat down.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at the familiar office, and the blue [703] on the silver label was particularly eye-catching.

Although she had already asked for an emergency leave in the educational affairs system today, but driven by curiosity, Jian Anran still wanted to go in and take a look.

After trying to find an excuse for a long time, when someone asked, she just said that she forgot to take the document.

Taking a deep breath at the door, mustering up her courage, she finally decided to reach out and press the doorknob.

(End of this chapter)