Chapter 024 Chapter 24

After the design of Lai Chengrong’s father’s house was completed, Lin Yilan resumed her previous life rhythm.

She was sorting out the design drawings she had made during this period in her dormitory, and she also put the backup design drafts into files.

"Xiaolan, are you finally done?" Hang Xiuling held up the textbook in her hand and flipped through it boredly.

Lin Yilan nodded and put the document bag into the small cabinet under the table, "Yes."

Hang Xiuling threw the textbooks on the table and dragged her stool to Lin Yilan's side. "Do you want to go to dinner together tonight? We were in the dormitory before. Let's go have a dinner together. You are a busy person and you have been busy. Now you finally have time. Can you go?"

Lin Yilan took out the collection of works she borrowed from the library some time ago and said, "I That's fine, just ask them if they have time."

Hang Xiuling made an OK gesture, dragged her stool back to her table, and got up to ask other people in the dormitory.

Lin Yilan looked at the collection of works in her hand. She had read this master's works many times in her previous life, but she read them often. Therefore, she borrowed this book from the library as soon as she entered the Department of Architecture. .

She took out the pencil and her drawing book from the drawer, flipped through the portfolio, and practiced copying the drawings.

After drawing for a while, she somehow came up with the idea of ​​Lai Chengrong's parents' house. Suddenly, she suddenly had new ideas about the interior design of this rural house.

Putting the book aside, he began to draw in the notebook.

This time not only the interior design and decoration was more detailed, but also the details of the modification and design of some small hardware parts were also designed.

Although she is not sure whether these can be achieved and the data needs to be calculated again, she is still very satisfied.

"Sister Zhaodi, let's have a dinner together in the dormitory tonight, do you want to go?"

Lin Yilan heard this and looked at Xiong Zhaodi, who had come back for some reason, and Hang Xiuling, who was standing next to her.

She didn't know what happened before, but Xiong Zhaodi's face looked a little ugly to her.

Xiong Zhaodi didn't know what she was thinking of, and she grinned stiffly, "Where are you going to eat?"

"Going to eat barbecue? Or go to Lao Mo? Hey, Xiaolan, isn't your family in Beijing? Do you have any good restaurant recommendations? Just a moment." Hang Xiuling turned to look at Lin Yilan.

Lin Yilan glanced at Xiong Zhaodi and then at the other people in the dormitory, feeling that the atmosphere was strange.

"I don't know what delicious food there is in Beijing. I just went to Dongfeng Hotel to eat once.

But...we students went to eat at Lao Mo. It was too expensive. Why not just find a place with a good reputation around the school? Could you please improve the food at the shop?"

As she said this, she thought that the family conditions of several people in the dormitory seemed to be quite average, especially Sister Zhao Di. According to her observation, Sister Zhao Di deliberately saved her meal tickets every month. Then find a way to exchange money with the male classmates in the class and then send it home.

Hang Xiuling pouted and seemed unhappy, "Let's go eat together, Lao Mo, and it won't cost much."

Seeing Lin Yilan's firm expression, she lowered her face and sat back at her table with an unhappy look on her face, "Then I I won’t go.”

After saying that, he started beating his things.

"It's so annoying, really."

"Whose thing is this, why do you put it here with me?"

"What class are you waiting for?"

"...Machines, principles of mechanics."

"Why is it this class again, ahhhh— —"

Lin Yilan shrugged and continued to draw her previous design.

Even if there was no Xiong Zhaodi, Lin Yilan would not go to eat Lao Mo with Hang Xiuling. Would she panic because she had too much money? Thinking about the hundreds of dollars I had earned through hard work during this period, I finally felt like a little rich woman, but ended up losing more than ten dollars per meal.

Just thinking about it makes me feel like my labor is cheaper.

And if she really wanted to have a big dinner, she didn't want to go with Hang Xiuling. They didn't have a particularly good relationship.

Just as Lin Yilan propped up her chin, twirled her pencil, and looked at her design in a daze, a small piece of paper appeared in front of her.

She raised her head and glanced in the direction of the note. It was from Xiong Zhaodi.

[Thank you just now, Xiaolan. 】

Lin Yilan folded the note and threw it aside. Then she raised her head and smiled, moved her mouth and said silently: "You're welcome."

In the evening, as the sun gradually set, Lin Yilan got up and prepared to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

Not long after she walked out of the dormitory, she heard Xiong Zhaodi's voice coming from behind.

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan! Wait for me."

Lin Yilan turned around and took a quick look, then stood there waiting for Xiong Zhaodi.

"Xiaolan, luckily you haven't been in the dormitory recently."

When Xiong Zhaodi saw her, he remembered what happened in the dormitory just now.

"I just thought Hang Xiuling's family conditions were better before, but now I didn't expect her temper to be so bad."

As she walked side by side to the cafeteria with Lin Yilan, she complained to Lin Yilan about what Hang Xiuling did in the dormitory during this period. .

"I'm really afraid of her now. You said that she finally had the opportunity to go to college, but she didn't cherish it.

And I heard people in the dormitory say that her grades are pretty good, and she seems to be good at mechanical design. She has a bit of talent, and there is a professor in their major who likes her."

At this point, Xiong Zhaodi sighed gloomily.

"How come I was transferred to this major in the first place! If college entrance examination students come to ask me how to choose a major in the future, I will definitely not advise them to study our major.

In our major, it is true that there is no skill in drawing. It's hard to learn."

Lin Yilan looked at Xiong Zhaodi with a bitter face and didn't know what to say. It has been so long since school started, and Xiong Zhaodi and those students with weak professional abilities have already spread throughout the class. After all, drawing with a ruler is something that is really hard to explain in the architectural design profession.

However, according to Lin Yilan's understanding of this era, they haven't completely let go yet. There are only a handful of people who can draw, and many of them go to the art department. There are many people in the class who are not good at drawing, but those people don't let everyone know about their poor drawing ability like Xiong Zhaodi and others. They are probably trying to show off their strength, and their real abilities are on par with Xiong Zhaodi and others.

But she couldn't comfort Xiong Zhaodi like this. Lin Yilan had no choice but to pat her shoulder and said, "Take your time, it's only been a while since school started. Maybe the professor will make adjustments to the class after seeing this situation?"

Xiong Zhaodi When I told Lin Yilan about this, I didn't expect to get comfort from her, "I know, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I still have five years."

Lin Yilan smiled faintly and looked at the sunset on the horizon, "Indeed, Don't be anxious."

Xiong Zhaodi glanced at Lin Yilan and felt that her words seemed to mean something.

On the other side, Lai Chengrong was also discussing Lin Yilan's design draft with his youngest son Lai Jialin.

"Jia Lin, have you seen the designs other designers made for your grandpa's house?"

Lai Jialin nodded, "Of course I did."

After Mislin gave them the measurement data from Grandpa's house, he followed his father's instructions to find designers in Hong Kong and the mainland to use this data to design.

So far, in addition to Mislin's design, they have received a total of five design drafts.

After reading so much, the father and son had to admit that Mislin's design was the most thoughtful and most likely to be implemented.

The two designers in Hong Kong City were either too perfunctory or completely unrealistic and made a country house that is the favorite in the UK. As for the three designers in Inland, I don’t know if they didn’t find the right person. The house they designed was too ordinary, just like other houses they saw on Inland Street.

He still remembers that there was a designer who learned that he was designing a house for his grandfather in the countryside. He also laughed at the father and son for asking for a designer for a mud house because they were overqualified and underutilized.

"Dad, I think Mislin's design is the most suitable. And we will be going home soon. Mom also said that the company has many things waiting for us to deal with.

And she is also willing to supervise the work, so that we can It saves a lot of things."

Lai Jialin thought for a while and told Lai Chengrong what he thought.

Lai Chengrong tapped Lin Yilan's design draft on the table. He took out a lighter from his pocket, took out a silver cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and lit a cigarette.

Seeing his father's expression gradually covered by the smoke puffing out of his mouth, Lai Jialin knew that his father seemed to be in a bad mood.

He actually didn't understand why his father was so entangled in the matter of such a small amount of money.

Thinking this way, he opened his mouth and asked.

"Dad, do you have any concerns about Mislin? I think she is just a little girl under twenty years old. And for the time we wasted, we could have made more money if we went to the company. ."

Lai Chengrong shook the ash in his hand against the ashtray, "You brat, you don't know how valuable food and rice are when you are not a family member. You and I have so much money because of your hard work

in Hong Kong City . "Da, don't you know that the richer you are, the more stingy you are?"

"The reason why I'm confused is simple. I don't like Designer Lin's determined attitude

when we met in the coffee shop before . When she gave me the drawing, I felt that she was very sure that we would definitely use her design in the end.

How could a little girl who grew up in an inland rural area want to take advantage of us?"

Lai Jialin rolled his eyes inwardly, his father. When will the hypochondriasis be cured?

"Maybe it's because they are particularly confident in their designs." He curled his lips.

Lai Chengrong held the cigarette in his hand and looked at the big-hearted little son in front of him. He didn't know what he thought of. He suddenly took a deep drag on the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray. "Jia Lin, I don't trust you to leave your grandpa's affairs to a little girl. It just so happens that you don't have anything to do in the second half of the year. You will be responsible for it." Accountant, Designer Lin will supervise the work."

"Huh?"