Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

After the defense, Jian Anran was so noisy that she even wanted to plug earplugs in the left and right atria.

She had no intention of continuing to sit in the classroom and watch the results reports of other students, so she took her things and walked out of the classroom with Ning Beibei.

"I'm going to the bathroom." As soon as she reached the stairs, Ning Beibei stuffed her bag into Jian Anran's hand.

Standing at the stairs and waiting for a long time, there was a long queue for the bathroom after class.

It took a long time for Ning Beibei to enter, but before she could line up, Jian Anran walked a few steps away and stood in front of the window at the end of the corridor.

"Is the school girl finished defending?" The familiar voice came to her ears, and Jian Anran couldn't help feeling a chill in her neck.

Looking back, it was true that Xiangyi was right.

"Senior, what a coincidence, come to listen to the second debate?" Jian Anran said, without looking at her, her gaze was on the tree in the distance.

The sun is shining, the shadows are swaying, and in October, this is the last time the tree will flourish for the next few months.

"I came here specially to listen to the junior girl's report, and I want to see the final results of the junior girl." Xiangyi said.

Jian Anran turned her head suddenly, Xiangyi behind her didn't expect it, and was obviously frightened by Jian Anran's sudden move.

"Senior sister," Jane Anran said, "Can I ask senior sister something?"

Just when she saw that the person in front of her wanted to talk, Jian Anran continued talking on her own.

This sentence was just her opening remarks. From the beginning, she didn't want to give the other party any chance to agree or refuse.

"Is it because of Wen Siheng that senior sister targets me again and again?"

Unexpectedly, Jian Anran took the initiative to attack, Xiangyi was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

It was almost the only hole card in his hand, and Jian Anran took the initiative to show it like this. Xiangyi was stunned for a while, trying to figure out how to answer.

"Is it because of Su Yiqi?" Jian Anran added.

Xiangyi's somewhat brown pupils trembled, and then they turned away.

In her opinion, what Jian Anran said was almost the whisper of the devil. When did she know it?Anyone else know too?

Xiangyi didn't dare to think about it any further, but the only thing that could be foreseen was the result of her secret being made public.

Thinking of this, Xiangyi subconsciously clenched her fists, and the fingertips wrapped in her palms trembled uncontrollably.

She always thought that she kept the secret perfectly in her heart, but Xiangyi never expected that her inner fragility and inferiority complex, and the last layer she dared not let others discover, would be exposed to the sun like this.

Fear, helplessness, panic.

When all the negative emotions gathered in his heart, Xiangyi's first reaction was to escape.

But escaping is an admission in disguise. Xiangyi is still unwilling to admit defeat, unwilling to let herself be the talk of others after dinner, unwilling to let herself become an abandoned son of her uncle.

This is also the uncle in a high position, the last fig leaf, the last bottom line he regards as shame.

If the last layer of secrets is also revealed, can Xiangyi still treat her uncle as usual, and can she still stand behind her forever?
She has no confidence at all.

Trying to dodge the hot and determined eyes on the other side, Xiangyi lowered her head, not daring to face the strong wind.

"Since the senior sister also has something that she doesn't want others to know, let's give in to each other and don't make the other party too sad. The senior sister should also agree?" The corners of Jian Anran's lips curled up slightly, and Jian Anran's smile became stronger.

At this moment, even Jian Anran felt a little scary.

"You... don't you have a handle?" Xiangyi panicked.

"Do you think that if the matter between you and Professor Wen is revealed, how will you live better than me?"

Just as Jian Anran was about to speak, she was interrupted by Xiangyi: "Don't think too highly of yourself, do you think your means are more noble than mine?"

He had known for a long time that Xiangyi was aware of their relationship, and finally heard these words come out of her mouth.

Far from the panic and anxiety as imagined, Jian Anran even felt a little relaxed.

Feeling relieved, it will be far more convincing for everyone to put things out on the bright side than to hide behind and attack secretly.

"What means?" Jian Anran couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Ignoring it, Xiangyi took a few steps away, as if suddenly thinking of something, she turned her head again and cast a contemptuous sideways glance.

"Students hold on to the teacher, what else can they do?"

"Damn it!"

She said the last sentence in a breathy voice, but her voice was very clear, and Jian Anran could hear it clearly.

Just about to explain, Jian Anran's lips opened and closed, but no sound seemed to come out of her throat.

A sense of laziness suddenly took over her body, and she didn't even want to explain.

If Xiangyi has such preconceived and extreme guesses about their relationship, it's not something she can explain clearly in a sentence or two.

Even if she wanted to explain, she might not be able to listen to Xiangyi's stubborn appearance.

She shook her head helplessly. Jian Anran originally wanted to walk away by herself, but she ran into Professor Zhang who had just walked out of the classroom.

Although he didn't take a professional class, Professor Zhang just didn't have a class. Under the strong invitation of several other teachers, he came to the classroom to attend the second debate.

Occasionally, he would be cueed by his old colleagues and asked him to give some guiding opinions.

"I've finished asking all the questions I want to ask, so I won't bother senior sister. Goodbye senior sister." Jian Anran looked at Xiangyi who was on the side.

The other party was stunned first, then turned back following Jian Anran's gaze, and his gaze met Professor Zhang instantly.

"Hello, Professor." Xiangyi smiled reluctantly, and nodded in greeting.

Looking back, she cast a glance at Jian Anran's face with complicated eyes, as if she still had a lot to say.

Finally, he remembered that Professor Zhang was behind him, so he gave up, turned around and left after a few polite words.

"The plan is well revised. In addition to the places mentioned before, I found that you have made a lot of revisions, and you have considered it comprehensively." Professor Zhang is not stingy with his praise.

Jian Anran thanked her with a smile, and said politely that it was Professor Zhang who helped her.

"Where is it, to tell you the truth, I was entrusted by the dean." When Professor Zhang laughed, the flesh protruding from his chin twitched slightly.

"Dean?" Jian Anran was a little puzzled.

"Yes," Professor Zhang explained, "At first, when the dean asked me to come up with suggestions for revisions, I was still puzzled!"

"How nice, suddenly asked me to guide my classmates, and you also know that I am not a teacher of professional courses."

"But seeing your picture today, I think the dean may have seen your potential."

"It's really a good seedling, but it's just a little bit short, just give it a little push, and you'll be on the way."

At first, she was still pondering why the dean would suddenly ask Professor Zhang to change the picture for her. Hearing Professor Zhang's praise flow like a flood, Jian Anran smiled a little embarrassedly.

Professor Zhang looked at it and wanted to continue talking, only to see a classmate calling him away from behind, and he finally stopped the continuous flow of words.

"You've done a good job, keep working hard, and feel free to contact me if you have any questions."