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Chapter 20

    The moonlight is fine tonight.

    The round and full moon is like a small orange lantern, hanging above the blue dome.

    Although a few clumps of green bamboo were planted downstairs, there was a rustling sound when the breeze blew.

    "If you have any questions, you can contact me on WeChat, and I will communicate with the teacher of the project center." "

    I'm sorry."

    "No trouble, it's a matter of duty." "

    We have something to do, so let's go first."

    "Well, see you tomorrow. After Gu

    Xincheng said goodbye to several students in the class, he walked towards the dormitory alone with his things in his arms.

    Today she planned to write her graduation thesis in the classroom, but after listening to the teacher for a while, she was fascinated.

    While undergraduate classes are mostly about theoretical knowledge, this type of class is about business cases and practical applications.

    As the leading business school in China, the School of Economics and Management of University A will cooperate with many companies to conduct case studies.

    The school's case library not only keeps up with the trend of the times, but also has a forward-looking perspective.

    Gu Xincheng couldn't help thinking, no wonder some people are willing to spend 100,000 yuan to learn.

    Regardless of whether the price is reasonable or not, the quality of the courses is really poor, full of dry goods, and the lectures are also taught by the ace professors of the college.

    It's a pity that Lin Yunfei doesn't know how to cherish it. It's a waste of money to fall asleep in such a good class.

    Thinking of this, Gu Xincheng twitched the corner of his mouth inexplicably—like a child stealing candy.

    The evening wind caressed her hair gently, and the ponytail swayed with the footsteps.

    Gu Xincheng took two steps forward, and accidentally saw an acquaintance standing by the side of the road.

    It was her senior, Ji Chengran.

    Ji Chengran was wearing a clean white shirt, with a black schoolbag hanging diagonally from his right shoulder. The corners of the clothes were loosely tucked into the jeans, which made his narrow waist and long legs look extraordinarily straight.

    He was wearing a headset and seemed to be chatting with someone on WeChat voice.

    Ji Chengran noticed her, pulled on the earphones, and took the initiative to say hello: "Hey, it's you." "

    President," Gu Xincheng said, "What are you doing in our academy?"

    Ji Chengran smiled and said, "I'm here Looking for someone. Where are you going?"

    Gu Xincheng: "I'll go back to the dormitory."

    Ji Chengran: "Let's drop by."

    Ji Chengran is a graduate student of the School of Information, one level above Gu Xincheng, and the two met in the mahjong club.

    Speaking of which, there was no mahjong club in University A before, and the school banned the establishment of chess and card game clubs.

    When Ji Chengran went to college, he packaged mahjong as a high-level game art, and even threatened to lead the members to study mahjong AI.

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