Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

[Jane: What group photo? 】

Jian Anran has never posted much about people in Moments. She attributed this situation to: she herself is a person with a strong desire to share.

Everything that happens in life, from things as big as going to school and getting a job, to the price of the soy milk I bought today has increased by [-] cents, she is keen to share every detail of her life with her closest friends .

After close friends share, such things as posting in the circle of friends are naturally out of her scope of consideration. After all, people who don't chat are not much different from strangers to her. Jian Anran didn't want to put her life Thoughts exposed to the scrutiny of others.

Therefore, in Jian Anran's circle of friends, apart from sharing photos of occasional outings, there is a very low probability of sudden emotional copywriting.

When Chen Gong asked her who was in the group photo in her Moments, Jian Anran didn't immediately remember what she had posted in Moments recently.

After all, most of her Moments are posted as soon as she thinks of them, and she can't even figure out any rules.

It's just that this so-called thirst for knowledge that breaks the casserole and asks the end makes Jian Anran a little disgusted——

When I first came up, I asked her salary, who was in the group photo in the circle of friends, and it felt like there was a tendency to investigate her to the bottom. From these few words, Jian Anran knew that Chen Gong might not have much to do with her in the future. Lots of contacts.

[Jane: Offensively, I would like to ask, what is the salary level of the designers in our department? 】

Not very confident, Jian Anran added another sentence after thinking about it:
【Jane: I want to have a goal to strive for】

Offending others with questions that offend others is already the most ruthless approach Jane Anran can imagine.

Chen Gong doesn't seem to be very shy about such questions:
[Chen Gong: I got 15 W in the first year~]

Although it is not clear which year Chen Gong's first year was, when the price was mentioned, Jian Anran felt inexplicably relieved.

She has seen too many architects who work overtime every day and pay a monthly salary of only three or four thousand. Under the general environment of this industry, the survival of architects is very problematic. Even Jian Anran once wavered whether she should stick to this job or not. A line of hard work ideas.

When Ning Beibei saw a certain senior with a monthly salary of [-], she made a sharp comment: I originally wanted to work in the construction industry until I died, but I didn't expect this industry to want me to die now.

Except for the very few students who were transferred, those who had the courage to choose architecture at the beginning had a little bit of longing and love for this industry.

After all, it takes five years to study for an undergraduate degree. Like some students whose families are relatively poor, they urgently need to work in social work to earn money. The debuff of studying for an extra year is basically not included in their consideration.

There are also long hours of overtime, drawing, multi-faceted communication, and reporting, not to mention the costly cost of printing drawings and models for each class——

To sum up, it is not unreasonable for many architecture students to claim that they are art students in engineering.

Seeing that Chen Gong can get an annual salary of 15 in Valin, Jian Anran was relieved.

Fortunately, the dedication can still pay off.

After all, working overtime for a long time is not as good as the annual salary of hundreds of thousands of Internet companies seen in the news, but at least there is still some surplus on the basis of satisfying life, and Jian Anran is very satisfied.

[Chen Gong: So, is Moments your friend? ] The topic returned to the original starting point.

What circle of friends made him so curious?Jian Anran clicked on her profile picture, and just clicked on her Moments, and saw a picture of her going camping a while ago.

Afterglow of the setting sun, seaside beach, bonfire dinner, and a camper van parked on the beach.

Because her circle of friends has been visible for half a year, so this travel plog from nearly half a year ago can be seen by clicking on it as long as she is a WeChat friend.

The last photo in Jiutu's circle of friends is a group photo of her, Ning Beibei, Shen Huainan and Chu Chen.

There is a kind of obvious that it hasn't been long, but the good memory has been so long that Jane Anran is a little fuzzy.

It's as if she didn't open the circle of friends, and she can no longer remember the feeling of this memory. At that time, nothing happened at home, or it happened, but she didn't know anything.

Being able to travel without distractions, and being able to chat and laugh freely with friends, this kind of life seems to be never going back.

Jian Anran even suddenly found herself suffering from guilt over spending money.

As long as she didn't spend the money recklessly, buying an extra drink would remind her of the way her mother's hands were soaked white by the disinfectant, and the way her wayward brother slept on the sofa bed in the rented house.

It is obvious that she was not responsible for all the tragedies, and she is also the victim of this story, but every time Jian Anran consumes, her mind keeps spinning like a revolving lantern.

[Chen Gong: Hi?still there? 】

After seeing no reply, Chen Gong suddenly sent another sentence.

The table where they had afternoon tea was not far away. In fact, whether it was Jane Anran looking at them or they were looking at Jane Anran, they could see each other clearly.

From Chen Gong's point of view, it was nothing more than Jian Anran staring at the computer screen in a daze, but he still didn't answer the question he wanted to know the most.Naturally, a lot of guesses started in his mind, but before he got an answer, Chen Gong still didn't dare to make any conclusions too early.

[Jane: Yes]

[Chen Gong: Which sentence did you answer?Where is it?Or a friend? ] He couldn't wait to know the answer.

【Jane: That sentence from a friend】

[Chen Gong: What kind of friend? 】

baffling.

She stared at the screen and cursed in a low voice.

【Jane: male, alive】

Probably because he didn't expect Jian Anran to answer like this, Chen Gong replied with "hahahaha" first, and finally sent an emoji to try to cover up the embarrassment in the chat box.

The afternoon tea time was still not over, and the chatter in the office seemed to reach a climax in an instant.

Everyone's voices were so low that they couldn't hear any of them clearly, but the combined voice of the conversation was very loud, and Jian Anran couldn't help but look up and look forward.

The group of people seemed to have also glanced at her, and suddenly a girl who had never seen her before waved her hand, "Can't classmate Jian come over to have afternoon tea together?"

Immediately someone next to him echoed: "Yes, yes, what a waste if you don't eat? Come and join us!"

Jian Anran just smiled and waved her hands, "I ate too much at noon, so let's not eat today."

She bent down, trying to let the monitor block the view of the crowd and herself.

Suddenly the light above her head seemed to be blocked, and Jian Anran's keyboard on the table was blacked out. When she looked up, she realized that it was Sister A who suddenly stood beside her.