The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse. The light from the teaching building spilled through the gaps in the trees, casting uneven shadows on the ground.
In the corners of the campus, the croaking of frogs and the chirping of insects intertwined in a symphony.
A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a hint of coolness.
After chatting for a while, a few of them walked Liu Shuyao back first before heading toward the boys' dormitory.
Fatty thought about the discussion with Liu Shuyao earlier and realized he could ask Xiang Ran a question now.
“Brother Ran, are we going to do the initial version report with Teacher Wu next week?”
Xiang Ran nodded.
“Based on the current progress, we should be able to.”
Qi Dong chimed in, “The big screen you’re making is really good, especially the concept of the virtual gallery—it sounds so advanced.”
Hearing this, Fatty immediately perked up, although the idea wasn’t his, he still had a part in making those pages a reality.
“This concept was proposed by the campus beauty first, and she’s also the one drawing the background images.”
Fatty added.
Qi Dong nodded in acknowledgment. “This concept is so innovative; I doubt you engineering types would come up with something like this. You’d probably just end up with a bare-bones data display.”
“Damn, Brother Dong!”
“You really have a way with words! To be honest, our initial version was just a data panel designed by Brother Ran.”
“It was the campus beauty who turned the tide, leading to today’s results.”
“Especially that timeline copy you saw—she wrote that too!”
Qi Dong remembered that well. What distinguished it from traditional timeline displays was its interactive design, adding narrative depth despite being concise and impactful.
“I don’t know if it’s because she’s from the art department, but she seems to have a vivid sense for designing story elements, and her creative ability is impressive.”
Xiang Ran had noticed during their collaboration that Liu Shuyao could express her ideas well, whether in words or drawings. In the end, everything came together seamlessly, enhancing the overall atmosphere with just the right touch.
“For programmers who focus solely on data results, if this ability were applied in other areas, it would be fascinating.”
Qi Dong summarized, then jokingly remarked, “You know, with a look and figure like hers, beautiful face, slender waist, sweet voice, and most importantly, excellent grades and strong abilities—who wouldn’t want someone like that?”
“Who knows which lucky guy will end up with her in the future!”
“Just her looks would win over 99% of people. Even if she were just a pretty face, it would be more than enough, yet she also has the talent to impress the remaining 1%!”
“How can there be such a beautiful girl in this world!”
Qi Dong expressed his awe, and although it sounded exaggerated, it was the truth.
Fatty joined in, and the two started analyzing what kind of guy would match the campus beauty!
“At the very least, he should be worth a few million, right?”
“What about looks? Isn’t that important?”
“You’re so shallow!”
“......”
Xiang Ran didn’t feel like joining their conversation and stayed quiet beside them.
Then, his phone buzzed twice in his pocket.
It was a WeChat message from Liu Shuyao.
【Are you back at the dorm yet?】
【I’m downstairs.】
...
The two continued chatting as they returned to the dorm.
The dorm leader had arrived before them and asked about the progress of their big screen project.
“Oh!”
“Speaking of which, Brother Ran! Did you know that the person coordinating the art pieces next week is Han Lele?”
“You’ll get to see her again!”
Fatty smacked his forehead, changing the topic faster than an F1 drift.
“Why would I want to meet her? If it’s about coordinating, just ask you; I’ll send you the requirements.”
Xiang Ran already knew it was Han Lele coming; the last encounter at KTV was still fresh in his mind, and just thinking about it gave him a headache.
“What? You two didn’t hit it off?”
“Nothing happened at that atmosphere-filled occasion?”
“!!”
Fatty clearly didn’t understand.
Xiang Ran didn’t reply. Did something happen?
Was it that straw?
Maybe something did happen!
He still remembered the striking contrast of her black backless dress against her porcelain-white skin.
Xiang Ran’s silence disappointed Fatty.
“Brother Ran! Can you wake up?”
“She’s right next to you, and you don’t find her attractive?”
“Who else would you even consider?”
Fatty was just making a sarcastic comment, but it struck a chord with Xiang Ran.
He froze for a moment.
Short T-shirts, pink hoodies, or that black backless dress?
“Hey~”
“If you keep this up, I bet you’ll struggle to find a match by 35.”
“Is there still a market for blind dates?” the dorm leader chimed in.
“Though statistics show that the quality of blind date candidates tends to decrease with age.”
Qi Dong, rummaging through his cabinet for clothes for tomorrow, couldn’t help but interject.
“I know, even if you can find a fair-skinned, beautiful, well-proportioned 7 out of 10 at 20, by 30, you’re only looking at 5s. If you’re still single at 40, your options dwindle down to just any woman.”
“So... with Brother Ran’s standards, it’s understandable if he aims for the campus beauty now!”
“As for whether he can find a wife later, that’s a matter for another day.”
Qi Dong summarized.
The dorm conversation was lively, while Xiang Ran’s phone was equally buzzing with notifications.
Liu Shuyao: 【Did Fatty finish the leftover fish?】
Xiang Ran: 【He’s eating it now.】
Liu Shuyao: 【Hahaha (▽)】
Liu Shuyao: 【I knew he wouldn’t want to waste that half portion of fish!】
【......】
【......】
Seeing Xiang Ran staying quiet, Fatty didn’t give up.
“Brother Ran, you’re not still reading that Turing paper, are you?”
“Why don’t you check out my dog food manga?”
“Seriously!”
“That author is really something; they have skills!”
“You should be reading some sci-fi dog food series to find a sense of romance!”
Fatty was relentless in recommending that manga, sounding like a paid promoter.
When Xiang Ran turned around, he found Fatty’s head resting on the edge of his bed.
The page on his phone was once again that familiar title, “Daily Life of Young Love”...
He frowned, about to say something when his phone buzzed again.
【Good night then~】
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