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Of course, Yan Yan would definitely not go back to the dormitory to be scolded, he even got used to Xin Ran's kennel and lived here quite comfortably - because Xin Ran's bed is really too soft.

Yan Yan has always complained that the single bed in the dormitory is too narrow. Fortunately, he is not particularly noisy when he sleeps, but he is still afraid that he will fall off the upper bunk when he falls asleep.

After installing the mosquito net, he felt a little more at ease.

Yan Yan rinsed his mouth with mouthwash - because Xin Ran didn't have any extra toothbrushes, although there was a pair of toiletries on the sink, I don't know whose.

Xin Ran stood next to him brushing his teeth. Two tall men squeezed into the small bathroom, making the space even narrower.

Seeing that Yan Yan was always looking at Wen Shu's set of toiletries, Xin Ran felt a little convinced by Wen Shu's dog mouth, so he said:

"That was my childhood, he would come to live occasionally."

Then Yan Yan rolled onto the bed contentedly.

After Xin Ran brushed his teeth, he took off the sweat-dried short sleeves that smelled of oily smoke, and put them on the laundry basket. When he came out of the shower and returned to the house, Yan Yan was already lying on the side of the bed and entered the room. Dreamland.

Children are quite sensible and know to leave a bigger space for themselves.

Although the air conditioner was turned on, Xin Ran opened the balcony door a little, so that the barbecue smell in the room would dissipate as soon as possible.

He gently put the computer that was pressed on the corner of the quilt on the small table that was not put away in time, then turned off the light, got into the bed, and rolled comfortably on the pillow, not afraid of waking up the side people.

He stared at the back of Yan Yan's head, feeling quite satisfied, his breathing gradually calmed down as he stared at it, and fell asleep.

After a long time, Yan Yan opened his eyes in the dark, stretched his stiff neck, tiptoed to Xin Ran's side, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Xin Ran didn't sleep well enough to wake up naturally, when he tried to turn over several times but failed to move, he finally opened his eyes unwillingly.

What came into view was Yan Yan's chest - the fancy pattern.

Tsk.He felt that this was bound to happen.

Not all novels are written that way.

Xin Ran feels very troubled by her current posture of being nestled in Yan Yan's arms with all kinds of styles and all kinds of frailty.

He buried his face in Yan Yan's chest, took a deep breath, and then, as if he had made up his mind, tried to break free from Yan Yan's warm embrace.

Yan Yan frowned and tightened his arms.

Xin Ran tried to no avail, and closed her eyes confidently.

He didn't do it first, so he can't be blamed this time.

At 07:30, I don't know whose alarm clock rang first, finally yelling to announce the arrival of a new day.

Yan Yan moved a bit, ready to sleep for a while after the alarm clock rang.He was about to bury his head in the pillow, but when he lowered his head, he smelled a fresh scent of shampoo.

It's the same taste as the one on the top of my head.

Before I realized what was going on, I heard a faint voice coming from my chest:

"Call you a young hero, you really have two skills. Your trick to catch the dragon is really good."

Xin Ran tried her best to ignore what was touching her thigh, and said:

"Young Xia himself is also standing tall, alive and well."

"There is bread and instant cereal in the kitchen - no milk, I don't drink it. Find something to eat yourself after you get up. I have class at eight o'clock, so I'm leaving first."

Xin Ran was just a little embarrassed, not embarrassed, and even spoke the truth, and was a little happy.

He looked at Yan Yan who was lying on the bed pretending to sleep without saying a word, and felt that the young hero's pink ears were really cute.

When Yan Yan finally heard the sound of closing the door, he raised his head from the pillow and took a deep breath, as if he lacked oxygen.

It's too embarrassing to pretend to be asleep.

Yan Yan got up, made the bed, and took out the pants and socks from his bag to change into. He couldn't find a suitable place to put Xin Ran's shorts, so he simply folded them and put them on the pillow.

He went to the kitchen to check, not only was there no milk, but there was no yogurt either.

He was really puzzled, how did Xin Ran survive until now without eating anything?

Yan Yan looked at those familiar breads and thought to himself, he didn't know if he had breakfast himself.

——Although he left in a hurry in the morning, Xin Ran still took a piece of bread and left. Although eating while walking was unsightly, it was better than starving.

I just forgot to bring a water glass, and my mouth was a little dry.

His own direction is ancient literature, and concise is modern. Of course, Chinese and Western literary theories can be regarded as basic knowledge.

This class is a freshman's history of literature. The students are very motivated, and they will go to class very early, and some even go to occupy their seats a day in advance.

Although Xin Ran didn't quite agree with this approach.

Teacher's perspective: As long as you can control yourself and listen to the class carefully, it is better than anything else.

He looked at the students sitting below, it was so dark that he really couldn't tell who was who.

They haven't stepped on the ground yet, so they don't need to emphasize the rules too much, and they are still relatively obedient.

The ones who upset him are often the juniors and seniors, the group of students who think they are the "old people" of the school.

Tsk, just like Yan Yan, the kind who pushes everything in school to her roommates.

Thinking of Yan Yan, he felt a little distracted.

After class at ten o'clock, he went back to the office directly, and Jian Jian was already sitting in his seat.

Seeing Jian Ming, he remembered Wen Shu's threat to "disturb" his senior brother.

I don't know if it was successful or not.

Jian Ming looked up at him: "get out of class is over?"

"Morning brother."

Xin Ran smiled unfathomably, and greeted Jian Ming.

Of course, Jian Ming didn't notice the difference in Xin Ran's smile at all, and said as usual:

"The arrangement for waiver of defense has been made, and I put it on your table."

"Okay, let me take a look."

Well, he just knew that his senior brother sometimes lacked his tendons, and he didn't know whether it was good or not.

Anyway, Xiao Shuzi will have to suffer a lot.

"Senior brother," Xin Ran looked at the notice, and the defense time is on September 20th and No. [-], "What day is our court?"

"the next day."

"Then...which courtyards are you on the first day?"

"Science, civil engineering, and biochemical engineering, they should be ranked on the first day. Our grammar and social sciences are all on the second day."

"Okay, I see."

Xin Ran thought: This can be regarded as a benefit of simplicity - because no matter what you ask him, he will never think too much.

In late September, the morning and evening are getting cooler, and in a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Master," Xin Ran said with a smile, "How are you doing?"

"Xin Ran? Hey, I haven't seen you for a while."

Just as Xu Tao came out of the office, with a pen in his hand, and was about to participate in the selection of outstanding students, he saw Xin Ran walking to the door.

"I'm not just like that, but you, good boy, have been rated as a deputy high school so soon? You are indeed my wife's student."

"That's right, teacher, the students she teaches can't be bad."

"You are the only one who can talk," Xu Tao laughed, and walked out together with him, "Why did you come to our building?"

"That's right, I have a very caring student who is going to defend today. I'll come to you to walk through the back door—see if you can let me in, and I'll just take a look at him."

"It's not a big deal, just sit in the back row of the classroom and watch."

Xu Tao responded naturally, and asked, "Which student?"

"I can't tell you that." Xin Ran smiled slyly, "We must be fair and open."

"Stinky boy, you really have a lot of eyes."

Although Xin Ran fully believed that Xu Tao would not cheat for personal gain, at least he said that he was a "very caring" student, which inevitably made Xu Tao pay more attention.

One thing more is worse than one thing less.

Xin Ran chatted with Xu Tao, and soon arrived at the place—this is a small auditorium-style multimedia lecture hall, which is relatively spacious, and the seats are all soft seats with backrests, and the writing board can be stretched out from the position of the armrest.This classroom is generally only used for some important meetings, speeches, or defense of outstanding students and scholarships.

Even the graduation thesis defense can only be used in the large lecture hall, which shows how much the school attaches importance to the dismissal of outstanding students from various colleges.

After entering the classroom, Xu Tao went to the first row—that is, the position of the participating teachers. Tomorrow, Xin Ran will sit there and watch the students from his own college defend.

Naturally, the classroom was full of seats. The student representatives had arrived early, and the audience gathered in the front row in the middle. Xin Ran found a seat in the back row that was not familiar with people and sat near the door.

Since he was too lazy to carry a backpack, he came out wearing glasses.

There were 15 student candidates for the defense, all of whom were concentrated in the first and second rows near the podium on the left.In the end, according to the situation of the defense, two to three quotas for exemption will be given.

Xin Ran squinted, and found Yan Yan's at a glance in the back of those fifteen round, flat, fat, and thin heads—others were lowering their heads to familiarize themselves with the manuscript, but he was the only one buried in his phone, and he didn't know. what are you doing.

In fact, Yan Yan was also reading the manuscript—he thought it was troublesome, so he saved the manuscript and PPT in his mobile phone.

Since his roommate told Yan Yan about Baoyan, he began to write the manuscript.Before the defense, I used my spare time at work to carefully revise and revise the manuscript, and made necessary deletions to some contents.

Ask yourself how well prepared you are.

Only now, sitting here, waiting for his defense to begin in less than 15 minutes, did he feel a real sense of nervousness.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't have confidence in himself, but people always have some thoughts about how to prepare when the end comes.

After all the teachers were present, the defense officially kicked off.

The host read a formulaic opening speech, and then the students went up to the stage one by one to answer in the order they had programmed long ago. The answering time was 7 minutes, and the teacher's questioning time was 8 minutes.

Presenting the content I prepared to the audience in less than 10 minutes is not difficult as long as I put my heart into it.

What can really tell the level of students in all aspects is how to respond to the teacher's questioning "8 minutes of death".

Of course, the original intention of the four teachers is not to make things difficult for the students, but the number of candidates is far greater than the given quota. Only by being strict and even harsh, can the students who meet the "excellent" standard stand out.

There are many students who have finished explaining their PPT fluently, but are faltering and blushing when the teacher asks aggressive questions.There were also those who admitted that they could not answer the teacher's questions, and most of them humbly said that they would work harder when they got down.

Xin Ran sighed that the "sharp mouth" of these teachers was much more powerful than her own.He sat up straight involuntarily, sweating quietly for Yan Yan.

"Good morning, teachers and student representatives."

Finally it was Yan Yan's turn, and Xin Ran felt that the waiting time was extremely long.

Yan Yan on the podium was dressed in formal attire, with a black button-down white shirt buttoned to the top. It was dignified but not rigid. The hem was tucked into the straight suit trousers, and the sleeves were neatly rolled up, fastened by delicate cuff buttons.

He is tall and straight, well-behaved, and in high spirits.

It is the youthful and confident appearance of a boy in his prime.

Xin Ran couldn't help thinking of when he was standing there.

I silently admired in my heart: But this kid is much prettier than me.

"I'm Yan Yan, a fresh graduate majoring in Architecture from the School of Civil Engineering."

Speaking of which, the people on the stage turned slightly sideways, bowed to the audience, and then said:

"It is a great honor to have this opportunity to participate in the defense, and I hope I can show my best side to everyone."

After a short quotation, Yan Yan gave a concise and concise explanation of his grade points, weighted grades, comprehensive quality assessment, extracurricular activities, project results, and areas he wants to focus on in the past three academic years. .

Although Xin Ran just stared at him blindly and didn't listen to the content, he didn't remember to take out his mobile phone until Yan Yan calmly finished all the content and saluted again, leaving behind a picture that was not due to the distance. Very clear commemorative photo.

"This is the end of my statement, please criticize and correct me."

Yan Yan has been working on projects with Xu Tao's team, and now Xu Tao is basically half of his mentor, so he is not the first to ask Yan Yan a question.

So one teacher said:

"Student, I read your professional grades, six semesters, five No.1s, very good."

Yan Yan said modestly, "Thank you."

"Since your grades have already well demonstrated your professionalism, let's just talk about those questions that are not very professional."

Another teacher also nodded, then asked:

"Do you know about urban diseases?"

"Urban diseases... My understanding is that it is some disadvantages brought about by urbanization."

After a short pause, Yan Yan said:

"In the process of urbanization, it will inevitably bring about a series of problems such as traffic congestion, environmental pollution, and weakening of security. These are all urban diseases."

"Yes, that's right." The teacher nodded and said, "In this way, you can briefly talk about your views on the standardization and humanization of building construction in response to these issues."

"Ok."

Yan Yan sorted out his thoughts and said quickly:

"We have done some project research by the government or private units before, and we have also involved some such 'urban diseases'. The main reason for these phenomena is that the national resource elements and human movement are gathering in advantageous areas and cities... ..."

"Okay, let's go here. The next classmate."

When he heard the teacher say "chat", Yan Yan still breathed a sigh of relief.

He did not study urban planning, to be precise, this is actually not his field.But maybe the teacher wants to test his macro understanding, so the question is open.Without a certain amount of research and accumulation, it is difficult to have a clear idea.Although what he said was relatively simple, he talked about some current mainstream views, and also put forward some professional opinions from the perspective of his own design.

Yan Yan closed his PPT and got down from the podium, feeling a great deal of relief in his heart.Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure rushing out through the back door.

The students were not allowed to leave until the defense was all over.

Yan Yan didn't have a backpack, so he packed lightly. After greeting Xu Tao, he quickly slipped away with his mobile phone.

I feel like sitting on pins and needles when it's not up to me, and I'm bored after I finish answering.

As soon as he left the classroom, before he had time to take a few deep breaths of fresh air, he quickly took out his mobile phone—he was still thinking about the person who rushed out just now.

"Wow, I finally finished my defense... from 11:30 to [-]:[-], I'm going to die..."

While speaking, Yan Yan walked slowly outside, planning to go to the cafeteria to satisfy his hunger.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the cafeteria, Xin Ran's reply was long overdue:

"Come here, I ordered pizza for you to celebrate."

Xin Ran lay on the bed thinking whether Yan Yan would arrive first or the pizza would arrive first.

——In the end, Yan Yan arrived with pizza.

If he hadn't met the "yellow-robed" takeaway boy downstairs, he really couldn't find which building Xin Ran lived in, because the last time he went there was too late, he didn't remember it, and it would be a shame to come back during the day Not the same place.

At this time, Yan Yan has skillfully found Xin Ran's clothes and put them on—although they are a bit small.He sat carelessly on the very clean ground, gnawed on an Orleans-style pizza, and asked inarticulately:

"Have you gone to see me for my defense?"

Seeing that he was gobbling it so cutely, Xin Ran was afraid that he would choke, so she put the drink in the straw, handed it to him, and said:

"You eat slowly. Did you see me?"

"Well, I just saw you go after I finished my answer."

"Young man, you look handsome in a formal suit."

Yan Yan took it for granted, raised his eyebrows with a smile:

"Just a little?"

Before Xin Ran could reply, he wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and didn't reach out to pick up the drink Xin Ran handed him. Instead, he took two sips from Xin Ran's hand, and turned his head to continue eating his pizza. :

"I'm starving to death, you should eat quickly. By the way, I'm taking another morning off today, and I have to make up for it on Wednesday night."

"Tsk, I'm already full seeing you eating like that."

Xin Ran put on her gloves, picked out a small piece, took a bite, and sarcastically said:

"Thursday is the Mid-Autumn Festival. You had to go to work so late the day before. It's so miserable."

"Yes." Yan Yan sighed with a mournful face, "Sure enough, it's dark before dawn—give me another sip."

Xin Ran ate in small sips, slowly brought the cup to Yan Shaoxia's mouth, and asked casually:

"Is your home local or?"

"Local," Yan Yan replied, "Thursday is August [-]th, I just go home that day, how about you?"

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival does not fall on weekends, so it will be held from Thursday to Saturday. Of course, everyone has to make up classes on Sundays, and students have to make up classes.

"I'll go back to my mother too."

Wen Shu probably won't go home this year either. Except for the Chinese New Year, he rarely goes home; Jian Ming's family is out of town, and traveling back and forth during the three-day holiday is too time-consuming, so he doesn't go home either.

So on August [-]th, Xin Ran should be together with Wen Shu Jianming and Xin Xiao——

Go to Wang's house for the Mid-Autumn Festival.