You're dead for that girl who skipped school.

Xiao Xuan gave An Qianyang a blank look, sat up in the sun, took an unused notebook and pen from the desk drawer, handed it to An Qianyang, and asked her to write down her thoughts: "I'll give you 10 minutes , sort out your thoughts first, whether you draw or write, only the simplest part remains.”

After a while, An Qianyang tore off the paper on the notebook, and handed it to Xiao Xuan who was still recording the lesson plans: "Here, take a look first." Xiao Xuan took the paper, and the more he looked at it, the more he frowned: "No, the idea is too much. It’s messy, do you want to make a program that can upload photos and automatically take photos of world tours, or a travel booking website?” She took out a pen and lightly scratched the only display interface on the paper: “This No matter how the interface is designed, it is just a picture, and we need a complete mechanism.”

She turned her head and saw that An Qianyang was absent-minded and a little angry. She was about to take out the routine she used to train students when she grabbed the corner of her clothes with one hand. The man said in a childish voice: "Mr. Xiao ,I won't."

Xiao Xuan froze for a moment, then softened his mind: "I still have class later, how about this, you come to my house in the evening, and we will write another edition together." Seeing that An Qianyang's eyes glowed, he quickly added: "You Those who can no longer be careless will be kicked out by me."

At 8:[-] p.m., the air conditioner was turned on in Xiao Xuan’s house, and An Qianyang felt the warmth of the room as soon as he entered the room. Xiao Xuan was wearing dark purple pajamas, took out two cups of hot milk from the kitchen, and handed one of them to An Qianyang. Qian Yang, lead her through the living room and into the workshop next to it. A sandalwood-colored bookshelf occupies most of the wall of the space. In addition to professional books on programming and teaching, there are also many Chinese and English novels, picture books, and flowers and plants. Cooking life guide, Xiao Xuan saw that An Qianyang was staring at the bookshelf, and smiled faintly: "It looks more educated, right? I'm usually busy, so I haven't read it for a long time."

Xiao Xuan opened the curtains on the side, and the lights on the far floor were dotted with stars. She pushed aside a large stack of documents on the desk, turned on the notebook and desk lamp, and sat down on the chair: "Okay, let's start."

"Before you came, I sorted out your drafts and made a flow chart." Xiao Xuan pointed to the screen, "No matter which app is used to implement this function, from user browsing to photo generation and automatic sharing, it only takes three steps. Steps. Then the stimulating point of this function is the realism generated by the photos. For example, he happened to browse the post of watching the aurora in Iceland, select a picture on the web page, add a photo of himself, and then he can synthesize a travel photo that looks like a real one.”

After Xiao Xuan finished speaking, he saw An Qianyang staring at a certain place on her body, and was a little annoyed: "Yangyang, you have to be serious."

An Qianyang was holding hot milk: "Mr. Xiao, it would be great if those who uploaded photos are as good-looking as you."

With a "snap", the notebook was closed, and Xiao Xuan narrowed his eyes: "I'm not joking with you, if you don't want to participate in the competition, go back first."

An Qianyang smiled: "I have an idea. Wouldn't it be more fun if the girls who uploaded photos could enlarge their breasts with one click, and the boys could beautify their muscles?"

Xiao Xuan's originally angry eyes seemed to sparkle, and he couldn't help getting closer to An Qianyang: "The idea is good, it will be more difficult to realize in the later stage, but we can give it a try."

The two began to discuss the perfection and details of the functional process, and the time hurriedly passed to nearly 10 o'clock. An Qianyang rubbed his eyes, saw Xiao Xuan who was still immersed in the design, and asked softly: "Mr. Xiao, How about doing it today? It’s getting late, I’ll show you after I go back and finish the design.”

Xiao Xuan sent her to the door, An Qianyang took Xiao Xuan's arm before leaving: "I can feel it, you like me, not just the teacher's love for the students." She saw Xiao Xuan averted her eyes, Continued: "I will not force you, nor will I come to beg you, I am just waiting for you, waiting for you to accept me. Teacher Xiao, people who love to cry are not always weak, and people who are used to being strong are more vulnerable."

Xiao Xuan turned his head and didn't look at her: "Think about the competition, Anton and Liu Jinghuan both have advantages, not to mention the other universities in City A, think about how to make good use of your own advantages."

An Qianyang pulled Xiao Xuan's arm, and hugged her waist: "I know my own strengths, Anton is calm, Liu Jinghuan is shy, I am naive and natural, I am like this, and my design is also like this. It's the same for you.

"Mr. Xiao, good night."

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Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Xiao Xuan was on the phone with his younger brother Xiao Ting. Xiao Ting had a perverse personality since he was a child, and caused a lot of trouble for the family. Finally, under the supervision of his sister, he repeated his studies for 2 years and was admitted to a university in Linshi. After a year of hard work, he left Xiao Xuan's supervision, and became more and more playful, asking for money as soon as the phone was connected, which was called social expenses.

Xiao Ting had a thorough understanding of Xiao Xuan's temper, knowing that when his sister was about to get angry, she would act coquettishly all the time, but Xiao Xuan had nothing to do with him, so he had no choice but to agree.

Thinking of his ignorant younger brother and his alcoholic father at home, Xiao Xuan sighed silently.