Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild
Chapter 369 Long time no see
Chapter 369 Long time no see
The door to the rooftop was halfway closed, and Jian Anran did not dare to move anymore. Every sensory cell in her body seemed to suddenly become sensitive, and she listened carefully to the movements from the ground.
Quietly.
For a moment, it seemed like I was the only one left, with the cold weather and the bleak vegetation of the school overlooking me.
The Department of Architecture building is connected to the School of Foreign Languages and the School of Fine Arts next door. They are connected by corridors at the bottom, and their top terraces are even more connected.It was the first time for Jian Anran to come up to the top floor of the Architecture Department building, but she had heard many times that students from the Academy of Fine Arts and the School of Foreign Languages went upstairs to find inspiration and do activities.
She encouraged herself: "Maybe people from other colleges are doing something."
It's not that she went to the rooftop to do something bad, it's just that the school is a place where everyone loses their privacy equally. Apart from the single toilet room in the dormitory, Jian Anran can't even think of any other place where she can be alone. .
She was in desperate need of peace and had lost any ability to socialize.
Put your hands on the fence of the teaching building. This wall, which is made of bricks and wraps around the entire top floor, has a very romantic name in their architectural terminology, called parapet.
When she first heard the name, Jian Anran was also curious about why the guardrail was given such a name. She searched all kinds of psychedelic legends on the Internet, but couldn't seem to find a conclusion.
Unlike the north where the four seasons are distinct, Luojiang City’s spring, summer, autumn and winter hardly change much.Maybe the leaves will fall off a few, but no matter when you look at it, what you see will always be green.
Jian Anran still remembers that it was taught in geography class in junior high school that this is called evergreen broad leaves.
But she didn't know why, but when she looked around, she still felt desolate. It was almost dark after six o'clock, and there was no lighting on the roof. Only the weak incandescent light from the stairwell was left. Jian Anran seemed to I can only see myself, but it seems I can’t even see myself anymore.
"Anything on your mind?"
A gentle voice like jade came from behind, like hitting her heart a few times.
"Dong dong!" "Dong dong!" Is it my own voice?Jian Anran subconsciously reached out and grabbed the left side of her chest.
"It's much warmer today, and the wind is much lighter than the past few days." This most familiar voice seemed unwilling to leave, standing still and waiting.
Reaching out to push the wind-blown hair behind her ears, Jian Anran tried to calm her expression and turned around, "Long time no see, teacher."
It's very different from how he looked in his memory. Wen Siheng put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood very straight from a distance. The light from the stairwell was shining from behind him, and his shadow fell into a long line on the ground, as if Jian Anran took another step forward. It will coincide with the shadow.
It's been a long time since they last met. Wen Siheng is their teacher. They meet each other from afar in class every week, but they haven't seen him in private for a long time. Jian Anran can't even think of talking to him for a while. Order something.
They had obviously been so close before, but now they seemed far away.
He is an outstanding teacher who has returned from overseas and is far away in the clouds, while she is a student who is as low as the mud, struggling in three thousand internship positions.
Under the backlight, Jian Anran couldn't see Wen Siheng's expression clearly. She could only prick up her ears and try to discern the emotion in his tone, "Is your work not going well? Or are you encountering some problems in your studies?"
(End of this chapter)
The door to the rooftop was halfway closed, and Jian Anran did not dare to move anymore. Every sensory cell in her body seemed to suddenly become sensitive, and she listened carefully to the movements from the ground.
Quietly.
For a moment, it seemed like I was the only one left, with the cold weather and the bleak vegetation of the school overlooking me.
The Department of Architecture building is connected to the School of Foreign Languages and the School of Fine Arts next door. They are connected by corridors at the bottom, and their top terraces are even more connected.It was the first time for Jian Anran to come up to the top floor of the Architecture Department building, but she had heard many times that students from the Academy of Fine Arts and the School of Foreign Languages went upstairs to find inspiration and do activities.
She encouraged herself: "Maybe people from other colleges are doing something."
It's not that she went to the rooftop to do something bad, it's just that the school is a place where everyone loses their privacy equally. Apart from the single toilet room in the dormitory, Jian Anran can't even think of any other place where she can be alone. .
She was in desperate need of peace and had lost any ability to socialize.
Put your hands on the fence of the teaching building. This wall, which is made of bricks and wraps around the entire top floor, has a very romantic name in their architectural terminology, called parapet.
When she first heard the name, Jian Anran was also curious about why the guardrail was given such a name. She searched all kinds of psychedelic legends on the Internet, but couldn't seem to find a conclusion.
Unlike the north where the four seasons are distinct, Luojiang City’s spring, summer, autumn and winter hardly change much.Maybe the leaves will fall off a few, but no matter when you look at it, what you see will always be green.
Jian Anran still remembers that it was taught in geography class in junior high school that this is called evergreen broad leaves.
But she didn't know why, but when she looked around, she still felt desolate. It was almost dark after six o'clock, and there was no lighting on the roof. Only the weak incandescent light from the stairwell was left. Jian Anran seemed to I can only see myself, but it seems I can’t even see myself anymore.
"Anything on your mind?"
A gentle voice like jade came from behind, like hitting her heart a few times.
"Dong dong!" "Dong dong!" Is it my own voice?Jian Anran subconsciously reached out and grabbed the left side of her chest.
"It's much warmer today, and the wind is much lighter than the past few days." This most familiar voice seemed unwilling to leave, standing still and waiting.
Reaching out to push the wind-blown hair behind her ears, Jian Anran tried to calm her expression and turned around, "Long time no see, teacher."
It's very different from how he looked in his memory. Wen Siheng put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood very straight from a distance. The light from the stairwell was shining from behind him, and his shadow fell into a long line on the ground, as if Jian Anran took another step forward. It will coincide with the shadow.
It's been a long time since they last met. Wen Siheng is their teacher. They meet each other from afar in class every week, but they haven't seen him in private for a long time. Jian Anran can't even think of talking to him for a while. Order something.
They had obviously been so close before, but now they seemed far away.
He is an outstanding teacher who has returned from overseas and is far away in the clouds, while she is a student who is as low as the mud, struggling in three thousand internship positions.
Under the backlight, Jian Anran couldn't see Wen Siheng's expression clearly. She could only prick up her ears and try to discern the emotion in his tone, "Is your work not going well? Or are you encountering some problems in your studies?"
(End of this chapter)
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