Emmmm……
She didn't want to go in either. She was forced.
She felt that if she didn't go in any more, Mo Xiuchen would come directly and drag her in.
Instead of being dragged in by Mo Xiuchen herself, she might as well go in by herself.
As soon as I took a step, I heard him say, "come in, close the door."
Wen Yiyi Oh, bent down to squat on the side of the door of the small West moved to one side, shut the door, this just slowly to the desk here.
"So slow? Do you want to wait for me to hold you? " Mo Xiuchen said.
Wenyi shook her head and said with a smile: "how dare you..."
As she yelled at him, she rushed over like a little rabbit and stood in front of the desk, staring at him: "is there anything you want to say when you asked me to come in?"
"No Mo Xiu Chen light way, put down the black ball point pen in the hand, pull open the left lower drawer, take out a large stack of data from inside, put on the desktop.
Then, with his slender fingers, he pointed at the large stack of data, staring at Wen Yiyi with his eyes, and said, "help me sort out the data, put the wrong data on one side, and put the wrong data on the other side. Don't confuse them."
Huh? You want her to help him sort it out? Is that right?
Wen Yiyi blinked, spread hands, a face helpless: "I don't know which is wrong or right, how to sort out?"
And her major doesn't match his work, OK? How did he want her to help him? Isn't there Lu Shen
Mo Xiuchen picked up the data that had been modified in front of her and put it in her hand, "according to the above, I have modified the wrong places. You just need to see whether the data are right or not."
Finish saying, also don't give the opportunity that Wen Yiyi talks, got up to go out.
Wen Yiyi
Watching him go out, I really want to refuse, but I dare not say it.
This feeling, good hold back!
A month later, there will be a jewelry competition. She will have to hand in her works by then. Other students who participated in the competition estimated that the manuscript had been painted or part of it had been painted, but she didn't do anything. She didn't have any inspiration and her mind was blank.
Originally, I thought that I had no class today. In the afternoon, I was in my room thinking about how to design the wedding ring for the competition. As a result
Wen Yiyi looked at the large stack of data on the desk and wanted to cry without tears.
Now I can only hope to finish reading these materials as soon as possible, so that I can go back to my room and think about the design draft.
With a sigh, Wen Yiyi holds a large stack of materials and sits on the opposite office chair. He picks up the materials outlined by Mo Xiuchen and starts to match them one by one.
Out of the window, the warm and dazzling sunlight came in through the window, and sprinkled on her white and tender face, which seemed a bit unreal and unreal.
Eyes have been staring at a reflection of sunlight on the paper, a long time, the eyes will inevitably have some discomfort.
Wen Yiyi looked at it for a while and felt a little pain in his eyes, as if he had been open for a long time and had not closed his eyes.
She rubbed her eyes, lay on the table for a rest, and went on with her unfinished work.
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Outside the door, Mo Xiuchen is standing there, looking at the person who is trying to read the information in the room, and the coffee in his hand is cooling completely unconsciously.
Back to God, Mo Xiuchen looked down at the eye has been cool coffee, thin lips slightly pursed for a while, and then raised his feet to the room.