On February 28, at half past ten in the evening, dormitory 409 in Building 23 was very lively.

"Miao Miao, has your foreign language translation been approved?" Tang Yimeng sat in front of the computer and asked Miao Miao anxiously.

"I'll take a look at it now. It hasn't been approved just now. Miao Miao, who was already lying on the bed, took out her mobile phone and skillfully logged in to her account.

"Jumping"

"Translation of Foreign Language Literature"

"Wen Miao"

"Pending"

Looking at it line by line, Wen Miao's heart shrank tighter and tighter, and finally crumpled tightly.

"Didn't pass." Miao Miao leaned sideways, her eyes were blank, and she replied to Tang Yimeng expressionlessly.

"What do you mean, teachers? Mine didn't pass either. I'm going to be angry, I'm going to be angry!. Tang Yimeng stamped his feet and shouted with his eyes in his eyes, listening carefully, there was already a cry in his voice.

Miao Miao raised her eyes to look at Tang Yimeng, and her heart seemed to be suddenly touched by something, and it was sour and soft.

"Let me ask our team leader what the situation is. Don't worry. Miao Miao said as she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Our tutor doesn't care about anything, it's almost the deadline, none of our group has passed, and the team leader can't contact him"

"I'm really."

Miao Miao carefully recalled Tang Yimeng's expression in her mind, analyzed the ......, and guessed......

Miao Miao couldn't understand very well, how could she have such intense emotions? Such a stark outrage? Such a clear love and hate?

Miao Miao rarely has a time like that, her own heart is always calm...... Repressed ...... It doesn't matter.

Come to the dormitory opposite.

Unlike Miao Miao's dormitory, the lights in this dormitory are turned off.

Miao Miao knocked lightly on the dormitory door, and then walked in.

There are people sleeping in three beds, Miao Miao thought to herself. Because each bed has a faint light, through the blackout cloth, exposed to the air, in Miaomiao's line of sight.

Fortunately, everyone didn't sleep, Miao Miao patted her chest.

Walking to Pan Jingyi's bedside, looking at the top, Miao Miao spoke softly.

"Team leader, haven't you slept yet?"

"No, it's a game. What's wrong? Pan Jingyi took off her headphones and bent over on the side of the bed.

"I just took a look at our foreign language translations, and none of them have been reviewed. Do you know what's going on? "Today is already the deadline, Miao Miao thought to herself.

"Oh. Huh? ”

"That's fine!"

"Our tutor said that she would get up tomorrow morning and review it for everyone."

Miao Miao nodded, and asked again: "Then what if someone of ours doesn't pass?" ”

"Our mentor said that we will give everyone a chance to revise it later. Do not worry. ”

"Alright, you can go back to sleep."

"I'm going to play a game. I'm going to be killed. ”

After speaking, Pan Jingyi sat up straight, holding her mobile phone in both hands, the light shining on her face, and her expression was focused.

"Okay."

"Then I'll go back."

"Excuse me. You also go to bed early. ”

……

Go back to your dorm.

"Mengmeng, clean up and get ready to sleep. Don't worry. Passing by Tang Yimeng's side, Miao Miao patted her and said.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What have you heard? When Tang Yimeng heard Miao Miao's words, the expression on her face immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and the small dimples on her face were exposed.

"The mentors should start the review tomorrow, and if there are any problems later, they will give us a chance to revise them." On the seemingly expressionless face, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and Miao Miao said softly.

"Wow! Can it be modified again? That's great! ”

"Then I don't care, I'm going to finish my phone after going to bed! Hahaha. Tang Yimeng's little face, because of this news, was red with excitement, like a red apple, like a sunflower.

What a child, Miao Miao thought to herself.

Walk to the side of your bed, pull the handrail next to the bed, climb into bed in three or two, lift the quilt, and lie down to sleep.

This time, the smile on Miao Miao's lips has not fallen.

Faint, sweet.