Unlike the offices of school higher-ups such as deans and department heads,
the offices of Jing University faculty were generally near the teaching buildings where they often held classes. So, as a professional foreign language teacher at Jing University's Computer Science and Information Institute,
Ji Lingyan's office was in the faculty building not far away.
Incidentally, most computer-related laboratories were also located inside that building.
After spending several minutes crossing the tree-lined path scattered with fallen leaves beneath the crisp autumn sky, Fang Ran walked into the faculty building of their Information Institute, holding a cup of Xuan Mai Gan Jie with a straw in it as if it were milk tea.
As a poor student completely isolated from research groups and competitions, this was his first time coming here apart from laboratory classes.
As for laboratory classes... better not mention them.
Fang Ran still remembered the first time he attended a Computer Principles lab. He had received an experiment kit the size of a suitcase, filled with switches and ports, and when the teacher asked them to simulate and build a simple central processing unit based on the MIPS instruction set,
he had felt the urge to skip class on the spot for the first time.
Walking through the clean, quiet white corridor, Fang Ran looked through the glass panels in the doors at the people inside the labs, busy at their computers.
They were all doing things they had chosen for themselves.
Then, after entering the elevator alone and reaching the floor where the faculty offices were, Fang Ran quickly found Ji Lingyan's office.
Well, there were only so many single-person offices. He could have found it with his eyes closed.
But speaking of that, questions like what exactly was going on with this capable, aloof, iceberg-goddess-like professional