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 A few days later, Xiang Ran's energy was once again focused on the large screen of the virtual gallery.


The big screen was basically taking shape, and the next phase involved connecting with the artwork.


So when Teacher Wu sent the WeChat contact, he immediately handed this challenging task to Fatty.


"What?"


"You actually sent me Han Lele's WeChat?"


Fatty looked at the newly appeared contact on his WeChat, somewhat puzzled.


He had thought Xiang Ran was just joking since he was the project's overall person in charge, but he didn’t expect him to actually give the task of connecting with the artwork to him.


"But if you send it to me, how do I talk to her?"


"Just tell her what you need."


"But I only know a bit about front-end stuff, like resolution, file formats, color calibration, etc."


"What about the back-end?"


Xiang Ran then sent Fatty a document with specific content.


Fatty glanced through it.


"What the hell!"


"Data storage and management, performance optimization, API design..."


"There's even security?" Fatty had thought this was just a simple school art exhibition, but it sounded so professional now.


"Yeah, the works will include information about the relevant students, so necessary security measures are needed. Data encryption, authentication, and authorization mechanisms to prevent unauthorized access and data leaks."


"Oh, I see."


Xiang Ran then mentioned a couple of issues that Fatty needed to pay attention to before returning to his desk.


However, since they had finished the serious talk, maybe they could gossip a bit.


Fatty pulled a chair next to Xiang Ran and earnestly advised him.


"Ran, you really want to miss out on such a great opportunity to interact with Han Lele?"


"Maybe think about it some more?"


"Sometimes, you need to understand each other better to know if you can be together."


"True!"


Xiang Ran, who had been silent, suddenly replied.


This pumped Fatty up.


"Right?"


"You agree with that too, don’t you?"


"Yeah."


He did agree, and not only that, he was already doing it.


"So..."


"Maybe you should communicate with Han Lele instead!"


"No way."


Xiang Ran flatly rejected.


"Then what the hell!"


Fatty stormed off in frustration, taking his computer to find Han Lele about the requirements.


Room 306 finally quieted down.


Xiang Ran's focus returned to the code, fingers flying over the keyboard.


Meanwhile...


Fatty and Han Lele found a classroom to discuss the details that Xiang Ran had provided.


"Senior, what are animation effects?"


"To make the big screen more visually appealing, we might display different animation effects based on actual situations to enhance user experience, while ensuring it doesn't affect performance."


"And image optimization?"


"Artworks typically include pictures and graphics, so we need to ensure they are properly optimized to improve webpage loading speed. This will involve using appropriate file formats, compression tools, and caching strategies."


"Oh."


Han Lele nodded, a bit confused.


She had expected Xiang Ran to be the one here today, so she had dressed up.


Han Lele went through the points one by one, and Fatty understood that these terms were quite technical, so he explained seriously.


"Ah~ I get it. So, is performance optimization similar to image optimization?"


She pointed to the related back-end issues, a bit excited.


Fatty nodded.


"Isn't Xiang Ran in charge of the back-end?"


"Yes."


Once Han Lele learned about Xiang Ran, she perked up and even turned to Fatty's computer.


"What about API design? Is it similar to our art design? It sounds really advanced."


"And cloud storage. What does cloud storage do?"


"......"


While Fatty could answer some front-end questions, he found himself at a loss with these specific back-end issues and didn’t want to mislead her, so he decided to take Han Lele to find Xiang Ran in Room 306.


"I’m not too sure about those questions you’re asking. How about we just go find Ran?"


"He wrote this, so he definitely knows!"


"Great, let’s go now."


Han Lele was clearly happy.


Even though their last chat at KTV didn’t go well, she had later found out more about Xiang Ran and felt he was a treasure; boys like him were worth pursuing, and if she hesitated, she might lose her chance.


...


Liu Shuyao knew that Xiang Ran and the others had started connecting with the artwork, so she had been secretly paying attention.


Campus Beauty: [Any progress on the project today?]


Campus Beauty: [Observing in secret.jpg]


Xiang Ran: [We’ve officially started connecting.]


Campus Beauty: [Wow~ feels fast!]


Xiang Ran: [It’s going okay; the connection part is almost wrapping up.]


Campus Beauty: [Was the connection smooth today?]


Liu Shuyao straightened up at the message, starting to walk around the art studio, making Zhao Ying dizzy.


"What are you wandering around for?"


"Nothing, just exercising."


She had been staring at her phone for a while but hadn't seen her boyfriend reply, which made her a bit uneasy.


With her boyfriend’s usual slow response, he probably wouldn’t notice anything wrong.


But Han Lele’s situation was very obvious!


It’s fine, it’s fine!


Stay calm~


Trust your dear boyfriend~


Campus Beauty: [Observing again.jpg]


Xiang Ran: [It should still be going well; Fatty is handling the connection. He went to find Han Lele from your department and hasn’t come back yet, so I don’t have the specifics.]


Xiang Ran thought Campus Beauty was genuinely asking about the project’s progress, so he even added, "I’ll update you when he returns."


Seeing this message, Campus Beauty, who had been feeling anxious, immediately calmed down.


She plopped back down in her chair, picked up her paintbrush.


Hehe~


She knew her boyfriend was reliable!


However, just as Xiang Ran had replied to Campus Beauty, the next second he saw Fatty and Han Lele standing at the door.


He frowned, not knowing what was going on.


Then Fatty began to explain.


"Ran, the document you sent me has so much technical jargon that Han Lele can’t understand. Can you explain it to her?"


"I already said before that you shouldn’t use those specialized terms all the time; how can someone from the art department understand your stuff?"


"Forget about her, even I don’t understand some of it!"


Fatty opened his computer while rambling on, completely oblivious to Xiang Ran’s helpless expression.


After a moment,


"That was for you to look at; why should I explain it to her?"

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