Now that we have enough manpower, it's time to solve the hardware problems.
He Yuan's pitifully slow computer was purchased by the school a few years ago and was previously placed in the multimedia classroom. It hasn't been repaired in a long time.
Fortunately, He Jing brought the computer she had used to write manuscripts for He Chen, equipped with an external keyboard and solid-state drive, as well as a bunch of external devices that He Yuan might need, and handed it to He Yuan.
The others also needed computers, but He Jing didn't need to buy or distribute them for them; on the third day, each of them brought one.
The brand-new appearance, the cool keyboard, and the top-of-the-line specifications marked on the back of the computer all speak to how luxurious their computers are.
Following that, He Jing distributed copies of the manuscript, which contained the data that He Yuan had re-run after three days of experiments.
Each person formed a group, and they got right to work.
And so, a spectacular scene unfolded: dozens of people crammed into a small, dilapidated laboratory, with dozens of computers running at once.
The only noise in the entire laboratory was the sound of typing on keyboards.
It looks extremely efficient.
He Jing led Ruilisi to the opposite door of the laboratory, which was a storage room, but she temporarily moved a small table there and taught Ruilisi Chinese.
Relis's beautiful eyes weren't even on the textbook; she was gazing at Park Seok's back with a look of fascination, resting her chin on her hand: "A serious man is so cool."
"Right?"
Yan Hanxi is also very handsome when he is serious.
Relis nodded frantically: "Although it was very difficult for him to teach me Chinese, I still love him. I feel he is better than my three former South Koreans."
He Jing corrected her: "It's hateful, it's 'unhappiness'."
Relis asked again, "He Jing, do you have Nanpeng?"
"without."
"You're very beautiful."
It would be unscientific to say that Nanpeng doesn't exist.
No sooner had she finished speaking than He Jing's phone rang, and a WeChat message was displayed prominently on the screen: "Come pick me up at the gate of University A."
—From Yan Hanxi.
He Jing's hand trembled, and she almost dropped her phone.
He actually returned to China without a word. Won't Yan's father chase after him and beat him up?
But she still stood up abruptly and said, "I'll be leaving for a bit."
Before Ruilis could react, He Jing had vanished.
So, Relis could only focus on observing her boyfriend, played with her pen for a bit, and then, feeling bored, went over and squeezed next to Park Seok to sit down.
Park Seok's hand trembled as he typed in the data. He quickly deleted a wrong symbol and frowned, "Where's He Jing? Isn't she the one learning Chinese from?"
"It looks like she went to the toilet."
"..."
He didn't believe it.
Relis pointed to the screen: "Darling, this is also wrong, it's a comma, not a period."
Park Seok: "I saw it."
...
When He Jing arrived at the school gate, she immediately spotted Yan Hanxi. This man was impossible to keep a low profile; he stood there casually at the school gate, shining like a 2400-watt light bulb.
Just as she stepped out of the school gate, she saw four groups of girls approach him to ask for his WeChat. His handsome face, like that of a Greek prince, was simply too attractive.
Not to mention, he was wearing a suit today, as if he had left in such a hurry that he didn't have time to change.
The expensive, handcrafted black suit seemed to come alive on him, giving his casual, languid features a sharp edge and making him appear noble and arrogant. She felt as if she were seeing a future domineering CEO step out of a book.
A casual glance from his phoenix eyes made her gasp and fall into awe.
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