My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Ning Li went upstairs with Shen Zhijin.

601. Yanqiu has arrived.

Tang Yi joked:

"Younger martial sister, it's a little late today!"

As usual, Ning Li came very early. This is the first time to click here.

Ning Li opened the chair next to him, sat down and took out the computer.

Hearing the speech, she smiled and said in a low voice:

"Well, I answered the phone temporarily and came up a little late."

Shen Zhijin glanced at her.

At this time, Ning Li's eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and her lips were filled with a smile. It seemed that she really just answered a very ordinary phone call.

If she hadn't heard it, I'm afraid no one would know what trouble she was facing.

He asked:

"Tang Yi, how much have you written your paper?"

Suddenly by the boss cue, Tang Yi immediately regained consciousness and sat up straight subconsciously.

"I've written more than half of it, and there are still the last two groups of experiments. It's almost done when I'm finished."

Shen Zhijin nodded.

"Give you two weeks."

Tang Yi jumped from the corners of his eyes, and still hardened his head.

"... OK."

Shen Zhijin sat down and turned over the information handed over by Yanqiu.

"Yanqiu, today starts with you."

.......

A group meeting lasted all morning.

As soon as Shen Zhijin left his front foot, Tang Yi let out a wail.

"Two weeks! The boss doesn't want my paper, it's my life! "

He is just a Boyi baby. Why should he bear so much pressure!?

Fu happily patted him on the shoulder every year.

"Be content, boss. At least you have a preparation time. If you ask today like vice president Zhou, you'll have it tomorrow - tut."

Tang Yi looked up at him:

"The boss said he would post this article in the astronomic journal."

Fu moved every year, and immediately slowly withdrew his hand.

"... when I didn't say."

Shen Zhijin, who also sends papers, has the highest requirements from the Institute of physics.

For a core journal of this level, as long as others publish two articles during their doctoral period, it is enough to meet the graduation standard.

But here in Shen Zhijin, it's just the beginning.

There's nothing more sour than being with a top Daniel mentor in the industry.

Yan Qiu said:

"Didn't you send you the minutes of the last meeting? The boss seems to have mentioned a few words about your experiment. You can look for it. Maybe you can hurry up. "

Tang Yitan is on the chair.

"Elder martial brother, do you think I didn't think of that? But you didn't remember it! I've looked back and forth several times and couldn't find it! "

Yan Qiu was stunned: "huh? Didn't I remember? That -- "

"Elder martial brother, I just remember that part. If you need it, I can send you an email."

Ning Li suddenly said.

Several people looked at her together, looking strange.

Fu Nian asked, "younger martial sister, didn't you remember anything that day?"

He still remembers what he was tired with that day. He typed with both hands all the time and hardly stopped.

Ning Li, however, hasn't done anything since she turned on the computer at the beginning of the meeting.

Now she said - did she remember?

Ning Li nodded: "I wrote down a part of it. Later, I modified it a little on the meeting minutes of the senior brother."

She said, tapping her fingers on the keyboard a few times and looking at Tang Yi again.

"I sent the mail. Elder martial brother Tang Yi, you can't go down."

Tang Yi looked at his computer and found that there was an email.

He opened his eyes slowly.

After a while, he turned his neck rigidly.

"... younger martial sister, did you write it all down!?"

She didn't do anything that day!

This - all in mind!?

Is she a living printer!?

Yanqiu and Fu were curious every year. They also came together and were surprised after reading it.

For a long time, Fu sighed:

"Forget it, Xianfan is different. I'd better think about what to eat at noon. "

Yanqiu and Tang Yi nodded with great approval.

"What would you like to eat, younger martial sister? We invite you together! "

Ning Li was about to speak when her mobile phone vibrated.

She picked it up and looked at it. It was Yu Pingchuan's news.

[ah Li, your "summer cicada" has been sold, setting a new record of six million.]

Ning Li blinked.

She had expected that the painting would fetch a new price, but she didn't expect it to be so high.

The ones she sold before only sold more than 10 million.

[who is the buyer?]

[the other party did not disclose his identity.]

Expected.

Ning Li didn't mind about it. After all, the painting was sold smoothly.

Yu Pingchuan asked her to have dinner with huishuiyuan family in the evening.

Ning Li had not seen him for a long time, so she agreed.

[then I'll go to the supermarket this afternoon...]

As she was typing, she received another message from Wei songzhe asking her to see the painting.

After thinking for a moment, she looked at the timetable. There was only one class in the afternoon.

I'll see you at the Academy of fine arts this afternoon

Yu Pingchuan is also teaching there today. When it's over, we can go back together.

Wei songzhe couldn't be more surprised. He immediately responded.

[Sister Li, tell me when you're almost there. I'll pick you up at Ximen!]

Xijing Academy of fine arts is not far from here, but it is not too close.

It takes nearly half an hour to ride a bike.

If students on both sides want to take classes in the other campus, they usually need to spare some time.

She deleted the line in the dialog with Yu Pingchuan, and planned to go directly to Wei songzhe after seeing him.

Having settled the matter, she looked up.

"Canteen."

.......

After the ordinary astronomy in the afternoon, the time points to 4:30.

Ning Li simply packed up his things and took a taxi to Xijing art academy.

The campus area of Xijing Academy of fine arts is very large, and the buildings are very distinctive. The scenery in the campus is more charming than that of Xijing university campus.

Ning Li lit her student ID card and entered the gate smoothly.

But Wei songzhe was not there.

She called Wei songzhe and it took her a long time to answer.

"I'm here. Where are you?"

Wei songzhe apologized:

"Sister Li, I'm temporarily called to work by the teacher. It's estimated that it will take half an hour. Why don't you wait for me in area a of the studio first, and I'll be there soon!"

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Li looked around and walked towards the studio.

The studio of Xijing Academy of fine arts is a separate building, which is divided into several districts.

It is estimated that most people have to look for a long time when they come for the first time.

However, among those people, she is not included.

Walking forward, there was a voice of disdain.

"The picture of the shadow of the tree is worth six million!"