natural craftsman

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly, Xie Lang was the only one left in the dormitory.

After the military training, the freshmen didn't start classes immediately. In the past two days, Xie Lang was thinking about how to deal with Su Mu's sculpture, while making some small toys.

The toys made by Xie Lang have been selling well in the school, and they have gradually become famous, but Xie Lang himself didn't know it until last night when a senior brother invited him to join the school's sculpture art association.However, although the two brothers tried their best to invite them, Xie Lang did not join. The reason is very simple. Xie Lang has no interest, and he does not intend to subject his carving techniques to "postmodernism" and "abstractism". After all, his ambition is not to be a sculptor recognized by the world.

However, people like Fatty, Lin Qiang, and Jiang Shuai seem to be very interested in joining various associations, such as drama clubs, literature clubs, environmental protection volunteer associations... as long as there are girls in the clubs, the three of them will not let them go. Anyway, as long as there are females, they are willing to go there.Early this morning, the three of them went to the nearby Normal University together, the purpose of which was self-evident.

Xie Lang always felt that Fatty and the three of them were probably driven crazy by the school rules prohibiting dating in high school, so they immediately entered the estrus period as soon as they entered university, and they specially went to places where there were many females.

But maybe it is this kind of youthful and crazy time that is the best time in life.In fact, Xie Lang had been tempted by someone a long time ago. That girl was the granddaughter of the old man who taught Xie Lang the art of knotting. Xie Lang was only 14 years old at that time. I still remember that it was spring and summer, and the old man and her were at Xie Lang's house. Rest on the nearby mountain road.

On both sides of the mountain road, the snow-white Sophora japonica blossoms are in full bloom, and swarms of bees are buzzing among the Sophora japonica flowers.She is sitting on a raised rock, wearing a long snow-white dress decorated with pink florals, which looks elegant and lovely. She is concentrating on playing with the red knot in her hand. Under her dexterous fingers, the knot changes. Come out like a dream.

Xie Lang couldn't help but be fascinated by watching it at that time. When he came back to his senses, she had already got up and left with her grandfather. Her slender figure was gradually disappearing on the mountain road covered with falling petals, leaving a lingering scent in the sky. With the breeze, it floated into Xie Lang's nose, and there was a faint smell of jasmine.So from then on, Xie Lang especially liked the scent of jasmine.

Originally, this was just a beautiful encounter. Although Xie Lang didn't even know the other person's name, this was a scene he would never forget in his life.Sometimes thinking of this scene, Xie Lang would ask himself in his heart: "Could it be that the feeling at that time was the so-called first love?" But Xie Lang himself couldn't answer this question, after all, he was only 14 years old at the time, and everything seemed to be still ignorant among.

"Dong dong dong!~"

When Xie Lang was pregnant with spring, he was disturbed by an untimely knock on the door.

When he opened the door, it turned out to be the two senior brothers who strongly invited him to join the Sculpture Art Association last night.

"Senior brothers, didn't I make it very clear last night?" Xie Lang directly refused.

"Student Xie Lang, don't rush to make a decision." At this time, a middle-aged man appeared behind the two senior brothers. He looked to be in his forties, with messy hair and beard, but he really looked like an artist. smell.

"This is Professor Wang Ze from our department. He specializes in sculpture and sculpture art. He is well-known in China and is also the honorary president of our Sculpture Art Association." One of the seniors introduced to Xie Lang.

Since he is a teacher at the school, Xie Lang certainly couldn't be rude, and said, "So it's Professor Wang, please come in and sit down."

Wang Ze was not too polite, he sat casually on a wooden bench in the dormitory, and said to Xie Lang: "Let me just say it straight, although I don't know why you entered the computer department, but your carving skills Talent is indeed unique, if you can enter the association to continue your studies, you will definitely be able to make achievements."

"This... Thank you, Professor Wang, for taking it so seriously, but sculpture is just my hobby, and I don't intend to devote my whole life to it." Xie Lang politely refused.

Wang Ze was a little disappointed, and said: "Unfortunately, I have taught countless students, but very few people have the talent like you. It's a pity that you don't plan to dig and use it. It's a pity. You should think about it again, I think If you study hard, your achievements in this area will definitely be better than your achievements in the field of computing."

But no matter how sincere Wang Ze said, Xie Lang remained unmoved.

Finally, Wang Ze finally took out his trump card and said, "I've already learned about it. Your family background doesn't seem to be easy, so you applied for a student loan from the school. Well, as long as you join the association, I will deal with the student loan. I'll help you with it. Besides, I don't impose restrictions on you, as long as you put your name in the association, as for classes and activities, you can participate if you want to."

As soon as Wang Ze's words came out, not only Xie Lang was stunned, but even the other two senior brothers were dumbfounded.

Now that it's all said and done, how can Xie Lang refuse? Although he doesn't know what Wang Ze means by asking him to join the banner, Xie Lang can only smile and say, "Then thank you, Professor Wang."

"Then it's settled, Liu Hao, please give Xie Lang an application form for joining the association." Wang Ze said to the student next to him. This person is Wang Ze's student and the president of the Sculpture Art Association.

Xie Lang had no choice but to fill in one by one, and then handed it over to Liu Hao, and he officially "sold his body" to enter the Sculpture Art Association.

A smug look flashed in Professor Wang Ze's eyes, and he left Xie Lang's dormitory with his two senior brothers.

"Association, I heard that there are dozens of associations in the school, why don't I like any of them, am I really an outlier?"

After Wang Ze and his two disciples left, Xie Lang thought a little depressed.However, in the eyes of Fatty, Jiang Shuai, and Lin Qiang, Xie Lang is indeed a bit different, because Xie Lang likes to play with his weird tools all day long, and he doesn't show the symptoms of "heat" that a freshman boy should have.

After being depressed for a while, Xie Lang turned his gaze to the fat man's computer, and there were a few "evil" lights in his eyes.

After a few minutes, Fatty's computer was broken into parts again, and became a pile of parts.

Then, Xie Lang found out the manual and circuit diagram, and began to analyze the composition and function of each component.

Xie Lang's family is a bit special. His grandfather Xie Zhong is not only a miser, but also a dictator. The family's politics and economy are completely in a state of dictatorship. Moreover, Xie Zhong seems to hate literati and technology, so that any electrical appliances in Xie Lang's house There are no such technological products.The direct consequence of this is that the first time Xie Lang Elementary School went to a classmate's house to play, he chopped up his TV set.

So for novel things, Xie Lang tried his best to figure out the structure, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable.

Anyway, when Fatty and the others came back, everything had returned to the original state, and he would never know that his precious computer had been dissected by Xie Lang again.

At noon, Xie Lang went to the cafeteria alone to eat, and saw that the entrance of the cafeteria was full of small stalls for recruiting personnel from various associations and societies.What kind of martial arts club, taekwondo hall, karate, comic club, billiard club... In short, there are so many kinds of things that you can't handle them all.

Xie Lang walked past these associations and associations one by one, his eyes lit up suddenly, and a deserted booth aroused his interest.

The booth seemed to be almost empty, with only one table and two stools, and a sign less than one meter high was erected next to it, which read: "MaxRobot robot research and development team, a key scientific research project of Southwest University."

Xie Lang was not interested in that key scientific research project, but he was attracted by the robot research and development.

Although there were two stools in this booth, there was only a tall, thin man wearing gold-rimmed myopia glasses guarding him. Probably because no one came to visit him for a long time, this senior brother had already dozed off on the table.

"This senior brother—" Xie Lang said to the sleepy senior brother.

"Who..." That senior brother reluctantly raised his head to look at Xie Lang, "What are you doing?"

"I want to consult some content of this robot research and development team, I am very interested in this." Xie Lang said.

"This is a key scientific research project of our school, and it is also the only student association funded by the school. Every member who participates can get a special allowance from the school every month... In short, if you are interested, you can fill out a form first. " The senior brother said absently, and then handed Xie Lang a form, "Fill in this first, and if you meet the requirements, we will notify you to come for an interview."

"Interview?" Xie Lang asked in amazement. He obviously didn't expect this small society to be as formal and strict as before.

"Nonsense, this is a key project, and the school will cost money." The senior said in a calm voice. He probably thought that Xie Lang was hopeless, so he just wanted to send Xie Lang away as soon as possible.

Xie Lang didn't pay attention to the brother's expression, and was about to fill out the form seriously, when he heard a familiar voice say: "Senior brother Zhang Sixian, why did you just send the form to someone to fill out, it costs a few cents to copy the form One piece? You clearly waste it like this."

Xie Lang heard the sound and looked at it, feeling a great evil in his heart. The other party was short, slightly fat, and wearing big black glasses. He was Zhong Guotao, the head monitor of their computer department.

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