MTL - Reborn As a Top Student In the 1990s-Chapter 159 Misunderstand

Chapter 159 Misunderstanding

Chapter 160 Misunderstanding

Wen Ning has been abroad for almost two months, and Fang Qing has slowly adapted to living independently. She arranged her schedule to be full to reduce the time she spent missing each other.

Sitting in the computer room, Fang Qing found that her inbox was empty, Wen Ning still hadn't sent her an email, "Damn it, Wen Ning, it's been two weeks, no matter how busy I am, it would be nice to send a message to say that I'm safe..." "

But when I thought that maybe the game was reaching a critical moment, it was possible that Wen Ning didn’t have time, so we could only continue to wait.

Fang Qing entered her senior year. According to the school's progress, she began to prepare for her graduation project, and her design topic was to design a building.

 Although I have designed small buildings with teachers before, this is the first time for me to do a large building like my graduation project.

The workload of this task is very huge. It not only requires consulting various practical operation manuals, but also designing reasonably according to the local environment. However, because Fang Qing is not very proficient in CAD, she chose hand-drawn drawings with a huge workload, which aggravated the workload. Due to the workload, there is no extra time to check the mailbox.

 Three months later, Fang Qing took the lead in completing his graduation project.

It was the weekend and there was no one in the school. Fang Qing finished his task early and was going to go home and have a good rest. On the way home, he bought some vegetables and meat and planned to cook some vegetables by himself.

 But when I arrived at the door of my house, I realized that the key had been left in the studio. Fang Qing sighed and had to carry the vegetables back to school quickly.

Even though spring has arrived, there are still a few scattered snowflakes falling recently. Seeing that the weather was not good, Fang Qing was worried that the road would be difficult to walk in the snow, so he ran all the way back to the studio. To Fang Qing's disappointment, the classmates who had been drawing in the studio had left. The door was locked and difficult to pry open. She could only push open the window of the studio and jump in.

 After getting the key, Fang Qing was about to leave.

Suddenly, something seemed to light up outside the window. Fang Qing lay on the window and looked down. He saw a figure disappearing into the woods. There was nothing strange around him. But when she walked out of the complex, she found an abnormal red light in a room on the second floor.

Fang Qing was stunned for a second, then quickly ran back into the building.

 Thick smoke was already billowing from room 203 on the second floor. Fang Qing shouted everywhere, but because it was getting late, there was no one in the building.

Fang Qing was so anxious that he ran around in circles and looked for the doorman on the first floor, only to find that the security guard had actually gone out to eat! This is how to do?

The second floor is the reference room, where many important materials of the college are stored. If it is burned down, it will be an irreparable loss for the college. What’s more, the complex building is relatively old, and if the wiring catches fire, the consequences will be disastrous.

Fang Qing threw the things away, immediately ran to the fire hydrant, broke the glass and pulled out the water pipe, dragged it all the way to the door of the room, smashed the window, pointed the faucet into the house and started to put out the fire.

 The thick smoke from the complex attracted the attention of students from a distance, and many people immediately ran to help put out the fire. Fang Qing was coughing repeatedly due to the thick smoke, but fortunately her efforts worked, and she was able to wait safely until the firefighters arrived and quickly extinguished the source of the fire.

 Except for some of the materials that were burned, most of the materials have been preserved intact.

But what Fang Qing didn't expect was that the fire spread to the third floor. Because the studio was full of drawing paper, it quickly ignited. Although the firefighters extinguished the fire, most of Fang Qing's design draft was burned, and the remaining Half of the painting was soaked in water and was completely unusable.

 When she got home, Fang Qing was in a mess. She sat blankly on the sofa with the half-folded drawing in her hand.

"How did that happen?"

Fang Qing felt very aggrieved. Why did such bad luck happen to her every time?

Thinking back on the hard work she had put in over the past few months for this graduation project, Fang Qing felt as if God was deliberately playing a joke on her, just to watch her crawl in the mud again and again.

 Suddenly, a ringtone came from the phone. Wen Ning had specially recorded it before leaving to use it as an alarm clock for her.

"Baby Qingqing, it's time to eat, don't be picky..."

“Baby Qingqing, it’s time to eat, don’t be picky about food...”

 …

The gentle voice echoed in the empty room. The street lights outside the window fell on the floor through the window, making her shadow grow long. Fang Qing just sat there blankly, with Wen Ning's familiar and distant voice in her ears. There was a loud voice, but she suddenly felt extremely lonely.

Fang Qing turned on her phone and played all of Wen Ning's recordings over and over again with trembling fingers. She hugged herself tightly, coaxing and comforting her just like Wen Ning had embraced her lovingly.

“Qingqing, dear, you are the best, you have to believe in yourself...”

 Tears finally flowed down, and the suppressed sobs slowly drowned out the ringtone on the phone. The girl's suppressed cries gradually became hysterical, and the phone she was holding tightly was filled with tears.

“Brother Ning, come back quickly…”

"I miss you so much."

"I really miss you…"

Fang Qing’s deeds in putting out the fire were praised by the school. After the hospital learned about her situation, they deliberately extended her defense time by two months so that she could make up the design draft with peace of mind.

 A few months later, Fang Qing successfully defended her graduation and began her journey to find a job.

　　This day, Fang Qing received a call from Tang Xiaoyu, "Qingqing, I heard that you are graduating, have you decided where to find a job?"

Fang Qing was cutting vegetables and chatting with her, "I haven't thought about it yet. I may have to go to a few more job fairs."

Tang Xiaoyu smiled, "Why don't you come to the provincial capital? I know a few friends here. They all run studios and they need talents like you."

Fang Qing shook his head and smiled, "I'll think about it again, and I feel that Wen Ning should be back soon. It's been almost a year, and this competition should be over anyway."

Tang Xiaoyu on the other side of the phone suddenly paused, "Really, he contacted you?"

 “No, but I trust him and he won’t lie to me.”

But Tang Xiaoyu was a little excited, "How much is trust worth? Are you stupid? What if he cheats on you?"

Fang Qing didn't expect her to be so excited, "It's impossible, don't think blindly!"

Tang Xiaoyu hates that iron cannot become steel, "Use your brain and think about it, how can you not come back for more than a year? To tell you the truth, when I was gathering with my friends before, people said, he is just with you That Sisi from school went to study abroad together! And they are still occupying the quota of unmarried couples! Fang Qing, wake up! "

After saying this, Tang Xiaoyu covered her mouth. She clearly didn't want to say it, so why did she say it all in a hurry?

 But Fang Qing on the phone was completely stunned.

 The questions and uneasiness I have had for so long finally found the answer.

No wonder the competition took so long. No wonder Li Xin smiled so proudly the last time I met her. No wonder Wen Ning, who had agreed to receive an email every week, had no news. Even Aunt Wen was evasive.

 “Oh, I am really stupid...”

 (End of this chapter)