wood builder

Chapter 1 Liang Fang·Roommate
In the early morning of May, the campus of Tianyang University woke up in the morning light.

New leaves are seen for the first time, and begonias are like clouds.

Boys and girls from the Conservatory of Music are singing their voices under the sea of ​​flowers in the morning glow; students from the English Department are jogging on the football field while listening to their listening comprehension; talents and beauties from the Faculty of Arts are also intoxicated in the sea of ​​poetry and prose; The teachers and students of the School of Architecture started group discussions early because of the first national ancient architecture competition held in the summer of July
Whether it is classrooms, cafeterias, stadiums, or libraries, you can see the background of self-discipline and struggle that many students have given to this university.

Such colorful pictures, coupled with laughter, are the most youthful, inspirational and harmonious clips in campus movies.

However.
The atmosphere in dormitory 3306 of the girls' dormitory is completely different from the outside world.

"Ah~~~Oh my god~~~ Our family Yuan Lei has been selected as an ambassador for intangible cultural heritage! Ah~~~"

He Ying in her sleep was awakened by the scream of her roommate Lou Xinyue.

She ignored the other party's madness, turned over, put the quilt directly on her head, and planned to continue sleeping.

But Lou Xinyue's screaming didn't stop.

"Weibo also officially announced Yuan Lei's new drama "The Great Ming Craftsman"! Another male lead! He plays the same role as Peng Xiang, the designer of the Forbidden City in the Ming Dynasty! Ah~~~ This role is tailor-made for him! "

After Lou Xinyue went crazy, she still didn't forget to kiss Yuan Lei's fixed makeup photo on the phone screen: "It's really good! Mom loves you!!!"

On the face with a nympho smile, two dimples are so sweet that it seems like honey is flowing out.

He Ying is not interested in celebrities and puppet shows.

But she really couldn't bear it. Lou Xinyue claimed to be a talented woman in the Department of Chinese Language and Literature all day long, but she was able to mispronounce the name of the legendary Chinese architect "Kuai Xiang" in the Ming Dynasty.

She threw off the quilt and corrected with a righteous face: "I only say it once! Say the word ku-ai three times, Kuai! Kuaixiang!!"

"Aiya!~ No matter what it reads, as long as Brother Yuan Lei can play it, I will follow it!"

Lou Xinyue didn't take it seriously, she jumped off the bed and wanted to follow He Ying's new love drama, but almost tripped over a pile of empty soda cans when her feet hit the ground.

The screams immediately came like a tsunami: "Who's brain is flooded! Put this garbage in the dormitory?!"

As she spoke, she kicked away the empty soda cans scattered in her territory.

The nympho smile disappeared in an instant, replaced by an expression of disgust that did not match her sweet temperament:
"I said, why do I always have skin allergies recently? It turns out that someone used the dormitory as a waste collection station!"

"Someone picked up the trash in our dormitory!"

Such blunt complaints did not show her literary skills as a talented woman at all; but her freely switching tone and expression proved that she still worked hard in the drama club.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her for a long time, Lou Xinyue raised her head and looked around, only to find that He Ying was the only one in the dormitory besides herself.

Then she leaned under her bed, raised her chin and asked, "He Ying, do these rubbish belong to you?"

"No."

With almost no pause, He Ying took the mobile phone and answered while adding a few links to the shopping cart.

"It's not yours, whose is it?" Lou Xinyue fell into deep thought again, "Although Tang Guoguo is fat and loves to eat, I don't think she looks like someone short of money. Could it be that person's?"

While speaking, she cast her disgusted eyes on the empty bed opposite the bathroom.

Lou Xinyue's question seemed reasonable.

The last roommate who lived there was transferred to the dormitory because of a change of major in the first semester of freshman year.Afterwards, this bed was always vacant, and no one lived in it until the second semester of the sophomore year started.

It's just that this new roommate is very strange.

Except for showing up once on the day when school started to move things, more than two months passed in the blink of an eye, and he never showed up again.If the bedding and daily necessities were not still there, Lou Xinyue almost thought that this person had also changed the dormitory.

Thinking of this, she shook her head to herself: "No, she hasn't come back, it must not be hers, it must be Tang Guoguo's!"

He Ying was busy checking out the shopping cart, and had no time to pay attention to Lou Xinyue's thoughts.But when he saw the WeChat message of Lin Ru, the third-year senior, he sat up suddenly.

[He Ying, no class this morning, right? 】

[At nine o'clock, there is a group meeting in the multimedia classroom. 】

[The selection of works for the preliminary competition of the ancient architecture competition needs to be discussed again, so don't be late. 】

Looking at the series of messages in the WeChat dialog box, He Ying frowned slightly.

isn't it?
It was only yesterday afternoon that I decided to use my proposed work to participate in the preliminary competition.

In order to catch up with the schedule, she not only perfected the structural drawings overnight, but also purchased materials for making ancient architectural models online early in the morning.

After only one night, he changed his mind again?
After being stunned for a long time, she replied:
[Senior, didn't we finalize this entry yesterday?I have already completed the structure diagram, so why discuss it again? 】

Lin Ru didn't reply.

He Ying seemed to think of something, and asked again:
[Is it a budget issue for tempera paint?Don't worry about this, I have already prepared the green green, silver vermilion and Zhangdan that are used the most. 】

[As for the gold foil needed for gilding]

As soon as the news was edited here, Lin Ru sent a message:
[The situation is more complicated, it is not clear on WeChat, let's discuss it in person. 】

The situation is complicated?

He Ying was a little speechless, but replied:

【it is good. 】

really.

Even though He Ying has already won the National Encouragement Scholarship and her grades are excellent enough, in a place like the School of Architecture of Tianyang University where there are so many top students, let her, a sophomore majoring in ancient architecture without any awards, go to do architecture. The leader of the professional juniors.

It's still not going to be smooth sailing!

Fortunately, with her father's support, she can easily solve small problems like mineral pigments and gold leaf budget.

He Ying put down the phone, got up and stepped on the steps to get out of bed.

But when she heard her roommate Lou Xinyue kick something "thump-thump", she was still chattering: "There is also this broken cardboard box, kicking it, the ground is covered with dust, it's so dirty!"

Because the box was a bit heavy, she couldn't kick it, so she bent down and gestured for the box with her two slender hands: "He Ying, this isn't yours, is it? I'll take it and throw it away!"

He Ying just wanted to say yes, but when she saw what Lou Xinyue was going to throw, she hurriedly dissuaded her:

"Don't move, that's mine."

"Whoa."

The word "pigment" landed almost at the same time as the real thing.

All of a sudden, the several bottles of stone green powder in the white porcelain jars were all smashed into pieces, intertwined with the broken porcelain pieces.A few pieces of malachite rolled around like fleeing for their lives, only the azurite in plastic jars survived.

As for He Ying, if she looks in the mirror now, she will know what it means to be ashen-faced.

"Lou Xinyue!" He Ying was distressed for a moment, and roared, "There is the recipient's name on it, your eyes are so big, you just can't see it, can you?"

Anxiously, she picked up the plastic jar containing azurite, and took a few sheets of white paper to protect the scene.

"Oh~ I didn't do it on purpose." He Ying had never seen such a big temper before, Lou Xinyue knew that the matter was serious.Although she was also very wronged, she still expressed her apology on the sidelines, "I'm sorry! How much is it? I'll transfer it to you! Why don't you just buy a few more bottles online? My dad said~ problems that can be solved by money are not problems. "

"No need." Seeing this, He Ying also slowed down her tone.

She admits that her attitude is a bit extreme, but she never agrees with Lou Xinyue's view that money comes first.

Although money can solve most problems, there are still things that money cannot buy in this world!
Just like the stone green paint on the ground.

These were all made by my father with the malachite he had collected for many years when he learned that she wanted to draw colorful paintings on the entries.

And those malachites were collected by my grandfather in the Tonglushan Mine in Daye, Hubei when he was young.

The hardness and smoothness of malachite in Daye, Hubei have reached the level of gemstones, and because of its bright green color and clear stripes, it has been sought after by collectors and gemstone lovers once it has been identified.

Not only that, many masters of traditional Chinese painting, mural painting, and architectural color painting are also flocking to the high-quality malachite from Daye Tonglvshan Mine.

It is a pity that the Daye Tonglushan Mine, which was mined in the early 60s, had entered the stage of deep pit mining from open-pit mining in the mid-90s, and malachite no longer appeared.In 2008, Daye City was listed as one of the first resource-exhausted cities in my country.Today, the malachite produced here is one piece less.

And these should be the last few pieces of the family.

Such a precious pigment, how can it be compared with those bought casually online?

But she didn't have time to talk about this with Bai Fumei, who was full of princess disease.

With a serious face, he pointed to the white paper covering the paint and said, "I'm going out in a while, so you stay here as you are, and I'll deal with it when I come back."

When Lou Xinyue heard this, she knew that He Ying would not be angry with her.But she still used Alipay to transfer 2000 yuan to He Ying, and then she replied arrogantly, "Got it."

Then, the chatterbox mode was turned on again:

"Although I'm not an art major, I know that those can still be collected and reused, but the color is a bit off."

"It can't be all my fault. Who told Tang Guoguo to put this rubbish in the dormitory? I'm a clean freak again."

"But why does she save so many cans?"

"Also, what's the situation with that person, why hasn't he returned to the dormitory?"

"Ah, by the way, there is a new coffee shop near the school. The raw coconut latte is very good. I invite you today! I will make an apology for you~"

Under such background music, He Ying quickly washed and dressed.

Hide your perfect curves with a loose white T-shirt and light blue wide-leg jeans.In order to facilitate work, he also tied his waist-length black long straight hair into a high ponytail.

Even without makeup, her skin is flawless.

Under the stretched wild eyebrows with appropriate shades, there is a pair of clear eyes like a deer.The bright red lips that don't need lipstick add a touch of brilliance to her pure and lively temperament.

Really answered Tang Guoguo's sentence: Jingchai cloth skirt can hardly hide its beauty.

It's the dark circles
He Ying stuck out her tongue at herself in the mirror, and continued to pack up the hand-painted details and the computer.

It wasn't until I heard Lou Xinyue say: "You worked too hard for the ancient architecture competition! My dad said a long time ago that there is no future in learning ancient architecture now!" Then she stopped tidying up the computer.

She turned back.

Seeing that Lou Xinyue didn't know when, she had already changed into Concubine Yang's pink jacquard Ming-made horse-face skirt, and paired it with a snow-white brocade Luo Song-made aircraft sleeve.

At this time, he was picking up a silver hairpin full of small beads and tassels and complicated workmanship, and gestured to the vanity mirror.

Seeing He Ying staring at her through the vanity mirror, she calmly inserted the silver hairpin into the bun, then turned around and said:

"Miss Ben will give Tang Guoguo a face today, and use her silver hairpin to match my new Hanfu! How about it? I will wear this to the drama club to interview the heroine, and I will definitely amaze the audience, right?"

"Sure!" Seeing Lou Xinyue's expectant expression, He Ying gave a thumbs up.

"I know you have the best eyesight!" Lou Xinyue smiled triumphantly, "I asked Tang Guoguo to lend me to wear it yesterday, but she didn't agree and kept it hidden. Let her see it this time, the good thing is still You need a beauty like me to match you."

Maybe it's because of Lou Xinyue's sweet and pleasant appearance, enthusiastic and lively without scheming, so even though she is usually arrogant and arrogant, He Ying has never bothered with her.

But today.

But she suddenly wanted to give this arrogant princess a little punishment.

"Then I'll go first." He Ying opened the bedroom door, stopped at the door for a few seconds, looked back at Lou Xinyue with sly eyes, "Oh, by the way, these two silver hairpins you brought are not ordinary The hairpin, I remember Guoguo said, is made of environmentally friendly materials!"

"Environmental protection material?" Lou Xinyue's smile froze on her face, "What environmental protection material?"

"That's it." He Ying glanced at the cans on the ground, and the ending sound was deliberately drawn out, "You understand~"

The moment the bedroom door was closed, Lou Xinyue's screams had already spread to the corridor through the door: "Tang Guoguo! You fat man! You even put garbage on your head!!!"

He Ying snickered outside the door, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to send Tang Guoguo a WeChat message, telling her not to go back to the dormitory after class at noon, and to go to the cafeteria for dinner together.

Because he didn't look at the road, he almost ran into a black and thin boy. The boy only said "sorry" vaguely, then turned around and entered the door of an unknown dormitory.

When can boys enter girls' dormitory casually?

He Ying walked out of the bedroom door with his head full of question marks.

But if she can go back to 3306 for a look, all questions will be answered.

Lou Xinyue, who had already taken off her clothes and was taking a shower in the bathroom, heard movement in the bedroom, and thought it was He Ying who had returned.

He continued to chat while taking a bath.

After washing for half an hour, I came out wrapped in a towel.

Unexpectedly, there was no figure of He Ying, but he saw a black and thin "boy" wearing a black loose T-shirt, brown overalls, with a straight hair, standing in front of the opposite bed, looking at him in shock. Own.

The screams sounded again:
"Ah~~~ How can there be boys in the female dormitory!!!"

　Opened a new short story, about ancient architecture and related intangible cultural heritage, with campus texts as the carrier, I hope you like it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)