Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 148, Section 146: A Little Optimization
"Xiao Zhou, here's your document."

Twenty-eight-year-old Shen Yunrong sat in the law school's main building, gently pushing up her frameless glasses. She held a stack of paper documents in her hand, and for the first time, hesitation appeared on her alabaster-like face.

In November, outside the window, youthful energy and noise filled the air, but inside the counselor's office, it was rather somber, with only the low hum of the air conditioner and the occasional tapping of the keyboard.

Shen Yunrong's desk was so neat it was almost rigid, and the files were clearly categorized.

The only decoration was a mug next to the computer with the school logo printed on it, containing half a cup of Americano.

"To be honest, this is too technical, I can't offer you any advice."

The counselor stood the materials upright, tapped them twice on the table to align them, then took a small clip from the drawer, locked it with a "click" in the upper left corner, and handed it back.

"Both the materials and the PPT are excellent."

Shen Yunrong glanced at the PPT on the table, then at Zhou Mingyuan in front of her, who appeared obedient and eager to learn, and remained calm.

She didn't think it was necessary for the other party to specifically report to her.

the reason is simple.

profession.

That's too professional.

Jieyou Media was originally a high-quality startup project that achieved great results, and it incubated the treasure girl Du Jianuo early on.

In addition, the person in charge of creating the data reports and development plan PPTs, and responsible for putting Zhou Mingyuan's ideas into practice, was none other than He Min, the former student union president.

The data is detailed, and the planning is clear and highly forward-looking.

This is not at a college student level at all!

In addition to being beautifully produced, the PPT even included advanced content such as early user profile analysis of the Douyu platform, the core value model of MCN agencies, and legal contract templates.

Shen Yunrong found it both incomprehensible and impressive.

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A simple "very good" evaluation might be enough to satisfy an average student.

But this doesn't seem to have met Zhou Mingyuan's expectations.

The man nodded, his face showing anticipation for what was to come, his smile polite and courteous, showing no intention of leaving.

She was, after all, her mentor.

Shen Yunrong's status dictates that she must say something to her students in a way that is appropriate.

"If you really want to nitpick, then forget it, I'll help you optimize it."

After saying that, Shen Yunrong turned around, moved the mouse with her right hand to select an area, and changed the text formatting on the material.

The title has been adjusted to size 2, using Founder Xiaobiao Song Simplified font.

Then, using the format painter, the entire text was formatted to size 3 font.

GB2312.

"The format of the report should be like this, it will look more scientific and the leaders will be more accustomed to reading it."

The afternoon sun slanted into the offices of the main building, and fine dust particles floated in the air.

Shen Yunrong pointed to the screen in front of her, her back to Zhou Mingyuan, and said softly.

In the golden autumn season, she wore a light-colored suit jacket with a shirt underneath, the collar buttoned up high, and the shirt was perfectly ironed, with not a single wrinkle visible even up close.

The lower body is a knee-length straight skirt with a similar color scheme.

The colors are simple and the style is conservative. Apart from the hairpin on the top of the head, there are no extra decorations or trendy elements.

As a member of the school's Youth League Committee, Shen Yunrong presented the image of an elegant woman working within the system in her speech, behavior, clothing, and accessories during her time at school.

It might even give people the illusion that she represents the standard.

Her posture was textbook perfect; her back was ramrod straight without any sagging, and her shoulders were outlined by a plain silk shirt, creating a clear, square shoulder profile.

Shen Yunrong seemed to have an innate aura, and was on a completely different level from the eighteen-year-old girl who pretended to be dignified.

However, for Zhou Lu, who has seen countless people, it is easy to make a rational explanation.

This isn't something deliberately tense or artificial. Rather, it's a muscle memory that naturally forms after entering the workforce within the system, in order to maintain one's dignity and identity.

Students are the ones who come to ask questions, but the teacher is so lazy and relaxed, leaning back in his chair with his legs crossed, playing on his phone. What kind of behavior is that?

Shen Yunrong thought this way, and she did this way.

Her neck was long and slender, maintaining an elegant and restrained curve; her chin was slightly tucked in, and her expression was focused and serious.

"See, you can do it this way too."

Shen Yunrong tapped the screen, gesturing for Zhou Mingyuan to come closer.

She adjusted her chair forward, her body naturally leaning forward.

A few stray strands of hair fell from her updo, almost brushing against Zhou Mingyuan's arm as he approached.

"Thank you, Teacher Shen. Today was definitely worthwhile; I learned a lot."

Zhou Mingyuan stood beside Shen Yunrong, crossed his arms, and observed her silently for a while.

He didn't care about any of that bullshit formatting or fancy paperwork.

Beyond his casual response, he was more concerned with the details.

The most subtle details that only a discerning person could notice.

For example, the older sister exudes an indescribable, reserved aura.

It's hard to find the right words to describe it, but it feels strangely familiar.

It's just like those clients who spent a lot of money to come for offline consultations back then.

At this moment, Shen Yunrong was staring intently at the screen, occasionally moving the mouse to adjust the material format. Her seemingly straight shoulder line would unconsciously shrug up with an extremely subtle curve.

This is not a completely relaxed attitude from a superior to a subordinate, directed at students.

It's more like a silent, long-accumulated emotional outburst.

Like a taut string, it tries its best to maintain a steady state, but is constantly being torn apart by tension.

After modifying the format, she gently clicked save, turned around, and looked at Zhou Mingyuan again.

"The PPT itself is fine, but I suggest you add a few sentences."

"Should we add a few words of thanks to the leader?"

Zhou Mingyuan said with a half-smile.

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Shen Yunrong raised her eyebrows slightly, her profile filled with sunlight streaming through the window. She pursed her lips and nodded in affirmation.

"No wonder you were able to succeed in starting your own business. Nono is also willing to admire you. You're not that old, but you're really a person of great social standing."

"Hahahaha~"

Zhou Mingyuan laughed, showing no sign of the restraint one would expect when facing a teacher.

"Just take it as a compliment."

On the night of the New Year's Eve celebration banquet, it was Du Jianuo who helped the drunk Shen Yunrong back home.

The two chatted the whole way.

Curiosity surrounding this campus celebrity, the rumored profits of Jieyou Media, and that enigmatic law school freshman.
Under the influence of alcohol, Shen Yunrong abandoned her airs and became the gossips of an older sister for a long time.

How did he do it?
He actually understands operations?
He was quite generous.
Despite her usual dignified and elegant demeanor, it doesn't mean she isn't curious.

Du Jianuo didn't hide anything and picked out some stories that weren't too serious or too trivial to satisfy her older sister's curiosity.

Therefore, when facing Zhou Mingyuan again, Shen Yunrong found it difficult to completely regard him as a student.

It is also difficult to maintain a superior and clearly defined distance.

(End of this chapter)