I Am the Sister of the School Grass

Yunyan, who is still learning, does not plan to see the follow-up of these posts about her.

It's nothing more than a few rumors.

There is no need for attention.

When she starts school next year, all the rumors will be self-defeating.

Therefore, Yunyan didn't even know that the post guessing her identity had spread to the sky.

"I don't think this is a freshman. I know that if there is such a good-looking junior girl, I will wake up laughing."

"Maybe it's from the film school next door. It's not very student-like."

"I don't know if the student department is angry. Anyway, it's very expensive. A pair of shoes costs more than 2,000, and that sweater seems to cost tens of thousands."

"I'm so rich, I scream like a marmot, I'm envious!"

"My Qing students are still relatively low-key, and there is a high probability that they are not my Qing school girls."

Early the next morning, Yunyan changed into more student-like clothes.

Although not to the point of shirts and trousers, but also no denim shorts.

After all, I got to see Mr. Liao today, and Mama Fang emphasized that the first impression is very important.

Yunyan can't be as social and cool as yesterday.

Yunyan **** her hair, and two strands of hair fell from her cheeks, revealing a smooth forehead and a straight bridge of nose.

Because I slept well last night, my glasses are big and bright, full of aura.

In order to avoid the situation of not recognizing the teacher that Lu Lin reminded her before, Yunyan took out the glasses she had just matched before leaving.

Round, large lens, frame is very thin platinum material.

There are some small hollow patterns on the folds of the frame.

Elegant and generous.

Yunyan looked at herself in the mirror, although the lenses were not completely covered by the pair of eyes that her mother had praised countless times.

But at first glance, the attention is not as focused on admiring her appearance as before.

On the contrary, it will highlight the student spirit and bookishness of the whole body.

In general, I feel that the temperament of a scholar is coming.

Yunyan wears a delicate white collared half-sleeve shirt on the upper body, with embroidery of the same color lines on the cuffs.

The lower body is black high-waisted straight-leg pants, and a pair of retro-style leather shoes are on her feet.

It seems that you can go to the stage with a stack of paper.

However, she now needs to meet with her supervisor, who is also a leader in this research field.

Yunyan turned off the traffic last night and studied the literature for one night.

Opening the computer early in the morning to check a mailbox, Mr. Liao did not assign her any new homework.

Yunyan went downstairs to buy shumai and steamed buns, as well as a bowl of millet porridge.

After eating and drinking, Yunyan took the time and walked into Tsinghua Garden again.

This time, she didn't let anyone pick it up. Yesterday, Senior Brother Ji pointed her to Master's office and laboratory.

Yunyan has a general impression.

Now with the mobile phone map and various directions on the way, it is easy to find Master's office.

The appointed time is 9:30 in the morning.

It was only nine o'clock sharp when Yunyan arrived downstairs in the office.

She was actually nervous. After all, it was the first time she met Daniel alone, and normal people would probably panic.

The button of Yunyan's neckline is buttoned to the top one, next to a thin black ribbon tied with a bow.

She stood on the bottom stairs outside the teaching building, with her head down, looking at the weeds growing in the cracks of the bricks, and the moss on the edge of the flower bed fence.

Spirit.

The mouth is still muttering self-introduction, both Chinese and English versions are available.

Because the guide post she read said that when Daniel was interviewing students, it was likely that the whole process was in English.

After all, no matter how patriotic you are, you cannot deny the international status of English.

In these years, if you are good at English, you can learn more about the most advanced research and development achievements and technologies in Europe and America.

After all, most of the cutting-edge literature is in English.

A boy who was going upstairs saw her and couldn't help but take the initiative to say hello.

"Are you a new school girl? Can't you get in without a student card?"

Yunyan raised her head, because she is not used to wearing glasses, the frame slides down from the root of the nose, and is placed in the half center of the bridge of the nose.

There was also a little panic in Xingmu's eyes.

The boy quickly explained: "I don't mean anything else, I'm a third year student in the Computer Academy, are you a junior?"

Yunyan quickly shook her head.

But on second thought, she has a walk now, and the old gentleman also accepts her as a student.

Probably also a student of the Computer Academy...

So Yunyan nodded again.

Boy: "..." was a mess, but couldn't understand the meaning of the primary school girl.

The boy continued to explain, "If you want to enter the building, I can take you in. Which teacher are you looking for to write a recommendation letter?"

Yunyan thanked first and said, "I, a senior brother will pick me up later, thank you."

"You are really a little junior sister in our computer academy. Our male to female ratio is fifty to one... I shouldn't be ignorant of such a beautiful elementary school girl."

Yunyan bit her lip, not knowing how to explain.

But the boy didn't bother too much when he saw her face embarrassed.

"There will be more students here in a while, just follow them in. Goodbye, elementary school girl."

Yunyan continued to bow her head and recite the manuscript she wrote.

She has written several sheets of paper, only the first half is a self-introduction.

Following is her understanding of closed-circuit calculation and derivation of various formulas.

Just as Yun Yanbei was working hard, she didn't notice that Ji Xingwen accompanied an old gentleman out of the laboratory.

Ji Xingwen recognized Fang Yunyan himself just by looking at the back.

He was also wearing a thick lab coat, and his hair was slightly damp.

It may be because I was wearing a helmet in the laboratory to sharpen the instruments.

It's only just after nine o'clock, and I don't know how long he has been doing the experiment before.

Genius, the reason why he is sought after by the world is often not only because he is smart and talented.

It's because he spends everyone's time sleeping, eating, and chasing dramas on pursuing their dreams.

"That's your little disciple, Master."

Ji Xingwen said to the old man walking by his side, "I went to pick her up yesterday. The little girl has a very good personality."

Old Mr. Liao Zhi glanced at Ji Xingwen, then looked up at the sky.

"You actually praise people, has the sun come out in the west?"

"That's something that people really have to praise."

Mr. Liao said, "I think Yuan Mo is full of praise, why don't you deal with him?"

Ji Xingwen wanted to kneel down to his master, begging him not to mention Yuanmo.

Otherwise it will really affect his mood.

In fact, Ji Xingwen and Yuan Mo have cooperated a lot, but they don't like each other...and only in personal aspects.

Will not bring this emotion to work.

Lao Liao also told Mr. Hou about this, "The two of them looked at peace on their faces, and I don't know how many matches in private."

The key point is that these two people are not specialized in the same direction, and they must cooperate to achieve a win-win situation.

Old Hou was shocked when he heard it, "No, Yuan Mo never said anything about it."

"You wait for Yuanmo to talk about this matter, it may have to wait until the year of the monkey and the horse month." Liao Lao said, "I can still see it from the face of Xiaoji, but Yuanmo's child, you have There's probably nothing on his face."

Old Hou: "..." I don't know if this sentence is praising Yuanmo or hurting him.

However, for the time being, let’s take it as an exaggeration.

Elder Liao didn't force Ji Xingwen to answer 'why do you and Yuan Mo see each other wrong?', these two students have progress and retreat, and will not lose the chain on major events.

Liao Lao did not force them to love each other.

However, Mr. Liao thought that there must be something special about a little girl who can be praised by Ji Xingwen.

Lao Liao approached and heard the little girl mutter a string of English, occasionally mixed with some 'in-my-opinion...'.

Lao Liao immediately understood what Yunyan was doing, and was just worried about meeting him for the first time.

So rehearsing here.

Listen to her words, they are well organized and the words are somewhat obscure, but the little girl articulates her words clearly and has no mistakes in pronunciation.

At first glance, you are well prepared.

Lao Liao turned to Ji Xingwen and said, "The little girl is indeed attractive."

Every teacher likes motivated students who are willing to take action.

Ji Xingwen held back his laughter, he even recalled the time when he was picked by Mr. Liao.

He said 'what's the use of the paper', but in fact, in those days, I read various literatures day and night, made summaries, and wrote my own experience.

At that time, in order to leave a good impression in Master's mind, he almost gave a brief interview report.

Wrote a review.

The kind of review that analyzes dozens of papers.

However, even if he prepared at the bottom of the building of the machine courtyard, he was never caught by the old man.

After all, he has been mad at Xingwen for so many years, and he must save face.

The younger sister is too young and inexperienced at first glance. I don't know that this is the only way for the old man.

Also turned her back to everyone, looking down at the flower beds…

It is difficult not to be caught.

Old Liao cleared his throat, Yunyan's thoughts were interrupted by the voice behind him, he turned his head and saw the tall Ji Xingwen first.

Then, my eyes fell on the old man...

The old man was meticulously dressed in white short sleeves and gray hair.

This time, even without glasses, Yunyan can recognize that this is Lao Liao, her master.

Yunyan hurriedly bowed, her voice a little embarrassed, "Hello, Mr. Liao."

Lao Liao's voice was very pleasant, "I'm sorry to bother you with the manuscript. But I have to correct you a little."

Under Yunyan's slightly puzzled eyes, Mr. Liao said, "We have already recommended Tsinghua University, should we be called Master?"