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I immediately closed the sketchbook, grabbed my phone, and ran up to the third floor. Sure enough, in the study area by the window, I spotted Shen Yizhou. In front of him was a laptop, its screen flashing with lines of code.
"Senior," I called softly as I approached his table.
He looked up and gestured for me to sit down. "I saw your recruitment post. What exactly is the project about?"
I was taken aback but quickly detailed my preliminary ideas to him. I planned to design a campus tour and social interaction platform based on AR Technology, allowing freshmen to learn about the campus in a more engaging way while helping current students find like-minded friends and activities.
Shen Yizhou listened attentively, nodding occasionally and interrupting me with incisive questions that highlighted technical challenges I hadn't considered before.
"The idea is good, but implementing it will require a lot of work," he summarized. "Choosing the AR engine, backend data processing, user interaction logic... all need careful planning."
I felt a bit anxious. "So... do you think it's feasible?"
He looked at me, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "There are challenges, but it's not impossible. I can take charge of the technical aspects."
"Really?!" I exclaimed, nearly shouting in excitement before quickly covering my mouth. "That's great! Thank you, Senior!"
"Don't rush to thank me," he said, lightly tapping the table with his index finger. "I can join, but this project must be done well. I don't have time or energy to waste on something half-finished."
"I promise! I will never give up halfway!" I straightened up, pledging like an elementary school student. "I'll give it my all!"
He looked at my serious expression, and there seemed to be a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. "Alright. Then we can consider ourselves officially teamed up. Do we need anyone else for the team?"
"We might need someone who understands marketing or business planning," I thought for a moment and replied.
"I know a friend from the Business School who is quite capable; I can ask her." Shen Yizhou took out his phone and quickly sent a few messages. Before long, he received a reply. "Done. We'll have a meeting tomorrow afternoon with the three of us to discuss specific roles and plans."
I could hardly believe my luck. The team formation issue that had troubled me for days was perfectly resolved within half an hour of meeting Shen Yizhou! And our team leader was a genius from the Computer Science Department!
From that day on, Shen Yizhou became our project's Technical Director and Dinghai Shenzhen. Not only was he technically skilled, but his logical thinking was also extremely rigorous. Every time we discussed plans, he could swiftly pinpoint core issues and propose effective solutions.
For me, the greatest "benefit" was that I could rightfully "bother" him now.
The design plan needed to be closely integrated with technical implementation, so I often sought him out to discuss details. Our meeting places shifted from the library to the Computer Science lab or even online discussions.
He always seemed busy—either coding or attending meetings—but no matter how busy he was, he would always take time to respond to my messages and patiently answer my questions. Sometimes when I asked basic questions, he wouldn't show impatience; instead, he'd send me relevant study materials or even remotely control my computer to guide me step by step through using certain software.
Once, while working late into the night trying to perfect an interactive animation effect until 2 AM without success, I decided to send Shen Yizhou a help message on a whim. To my surprise, he replied instantly: "Share your screen."
Then he took over my computer remotely, skillfully adjusting parameters and modifying code; within ten minutes, the problem that had plagued me for hours was resolved.
"Done. Get some rest," his message popped up on the screen.
"Thank you, Senior! You're simply amazing!" I typed back excitedly.
There was a moment of silence before he replied, "Next time, don't stay up so late. It's not good for your health."
As I read the message, my heart inexplicably skipped a beat. The light from the screen reflected on my face, warming it slightly.
As the project progressed, we spent more and more time together. I realized that Shen Yizhou wasn't as "cold" as he appeared on the surface. He would quietly hand me a cup of hot milk when he noticed I was tired from drawing; he would offer to walk me back to the dorm after our discussions; he remembered that I casually mentioned my favorite strawberry cake shop and would "happen" to bring some as afternoon tea during meetings.
These subtle gestures seeped into my heart like the melting snow in spring. My feelings for him gradually shifted from initial awe and gratitude to something more complicated and undefined.
Su Meng keenly noticed my change: "Lin Xi, you've been mentioning Shen Yizhou quite a lot lately. And every time you talk about him, your eyes light up."
I hurriedly denied it, "No way! We're just project teammates; it's normal to communicate frequently."
"Normal?" Su Meng raised an eyebrow. "Normal enough for him to know you can't drink cold beverages during your period and bring you hot drinks? Normal enough for you two to be in the lab together even on weekends?"
Her words made my cheeks flush, and I lowered my head. "We're just doing it for the project..."
"For the project, and also conveniently falling in love?" Su Meng teased as she leaned closer. "Honestly, does Shen Yizhou like you?"
A spark ignited in my heart, but I quickly suppressed it with reason. "How could that be... He's so outstanding; there are people lining up from the south gate to the north gate who like him. I'm just ordinary..."
"What's wrong with being ordinary? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!" Su Meng patted my shoulder. "I believe in you! Go get that Academic Genius and benefit all the girls on campus!"
I couldn't help but laugh, but deep down, Su Meng's words quietly sparked a faint glimmer of hope within me. Perhaps Shen Yizhou really did see me a little differently?
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