After Yan Jingxi would meet the dormitory, he washed the work clothes ordered by the general.

In the summer, the sun is strong and should dry out soon.

Zhou Jiamin was surfing the Internet as soon as he came back.

Yan Jingxi dried her clothes and secretly looked at her computer.

"Honey, have you eaten yet?" Minmin asked.

"Didn't eat it." Lying in the coffin and sleeping back.

"Don't forget to eat, the work is very hard, and the body is the capital of the revolution." Zhou Jiamin also put a cute smiley face.

"Well, I'm busy with the wedding." Lying in the coffin and sleeping, he replied.

Zhou Jiamin was petrified in an instant, looked at Yan Jingxi, pursed his mouth, and said with a sad face: "Niu, I'm out of love again." ”

Yan Jingxi patted Zhou Jiamin's shoulder and said two words: "Festival mourning."

"Forget it, I still have several spare tire netizens here, and I'll warm them up." Zhou Jiamin was busy with the others.

Judging from Zhou Jiamin's actions, Yan Jingxi felt that she was really suffocated.

"Xiaoxi, I'm here, it's the drawings of this competition, can you see if you have it in your mailbox?" Zhou Jiamin shouted, clicked on the email, and read it out: "This is the drawing of the relief station, a total of eight rooms, please design reasonably, reply after the design, the deadline is noon on Tuesday." ”

Yan Jingxi remembered that his mobile phone was out of battery, so he charged his mobile phone first, and then used Zhou Jiamin's computer to open his mailbox.

Zhou Jiamin poked his head, looked at Yan Jingxi's mailbox, blinked, clicked on an email named in an email address, and asked in surprise: "Why did he give you the designed draft, and besides, it was sent at ten o'clock in the morning." ”

Zhou Jiamin said this, suddenly widened his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "This, is it Professor Lu?" Is he really chasing you? ”

Yan Jingxi wasn't sure if this was Lu Muqing, but Lu Muqing promised to pass her directly, using the way of designing drawings for her.

"Give me a copy of it, and I'll just make a similar one." Zhou Jiamin arched Yan Jingxi and sat in front of the computer.

On the contrary, Zhou Jiamin's excitement, Yan Jingxi wrinkled his brows.

Before, no matter what kind of help Lu Muqing gave, Yan Jingxi refused.

Because I don't want to rely on him, I don't want to owe him, and I don't want to accept him.

This time, when I asked him to go straight to the quota, she was less hearty and less thoughtful when her brain was starved of oxygen.

However, since you want it, it seems even more deliberate to return it.

Yan Jingxi lay on her bed, put her hands under her head, and looked at the white ceiling in a daze.

"Jingxi, I think Professor Lu has helped you cheat, you must have no problem entering the top three this time, everyone knows that Professor Lu's design is hard to find, and it is so perfect that it is impeccable." Zhou Jiamin said while making the design draft.

Yan Jingxi turned sideways, supported his head with his hands, and looked at the manuscript on the computer, thoughtful.

"Actually, I think if Lu calls the beast to chase you, you will agree. In this way, all the crises have been solved, the house in the orphanage has also been settled, Aunt Zhang doesn't have to work so hard, you are no longer limited by Feng Ruyan, and you can still get a good job, no, you will become the president's wife in the future, you will be rich and rival the country, and you will not have to work, and then you will have all the face, and you will be able to live a life of a superior person. Zhou Jiamin said babblingly.

"Many young girls who want to marry into wealthy families also think the same way, but what is the result?" Yan Jingxi said in a slighted manner, with a hint of indifference in his hesitation, "How many people do you see who have married into a wealthy family?" ”