wood builder

Chapter 8 Hanging Fish · Invitation

[Well, yes, and I plan to re-form a team. 】

[Then, can I join? 】

Tang Guoguo typed these words in the dialog box. Thinking of her last grades, she deleted them one by one and changed them to:
【Then, you have to work hard! 】

But before she sent it out, she received another message from He Ying:
[Would you like to join? 】

[I, I think about it. 】

Faced with He Ying's invitation, Tang Guoguo chose to shrink back, but she didn't know what she was afraid of?
At eleven o'clock, the lights in the dormitory were turned off on time, and the four girls each fell asleep.

The next morning.

Before Tang Guoguo woke up, he was dragged by He Ying to go for a morning jog. He gritted his teeth and persisted for 800 meters before he was exhausted and sat slumped on the stands of the football field regardless of his image.

Compared with her, He Ying seemed much calmer.

She shook her head and sighed that Tang Guoguo lacked exercise.He handed her a bottle of mineral water and sat down next to her: "Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to participate in the ancient architecture competition? Then what do you think about my invitation to join?"

"I really want to participate." Tang Guoguo, who was sweating profusely, panted heavily, and took a sip of water, "But, you know my grades, every time I fail and retake, I will compete with you , will definitely hold you back!"

"No, if someone is really holding back, it won't be you." He Ying also raised her head and took a sip of water, and didn't mind pulling Chu Mingchen out for comparison, "There is another student in my group who has even worse grades! Keke has to rebuild, you are much better than him."

"Eh? Who is it?"

Tang Guoguo desperately recalled that when he was taking make-up exams for high mathematics, English, programming, Ma Zhe, Mao Gai, and the Outline of Modern History, it seemed that there were indeed a few students who kept the frequency of making up exams at the same time as him.

He Ying didn't make a fool of himself: "Chu Mingchen, the first year of ancient architecture."

"Pfft—" Tang Guoguo spat out a mouthful of water, "He?" She choked to tears as she spoke, "He will even miss the make-up exam! How dare you form a team with him?"

"Isn't it impossible?"

Thinking of no one teaming up with her because of color blindness, He Ying felt a little helpless:
"However, he is very passionate about ancient Chinese architecture. He is also proficient in woodcarving. Even Professor Tan approves of him. It seems that he has extraordinary skills."

"... Oh." Tang Guoguo heard that he was proficient in woodcarving, and his eager eyes dimmed instantly.

"Then do you want to join us?" He Ying turned her cheeks and looked at Tang Guoguo, "You and I, plus Chu Mingchen, and Tong Gu Zhaodi, are short of the last vacancy."

Tang Guoguo was silent.

Not only did she not answer, but her expression became more and more ugly facing the football field, and the mineral water bottle in her hand was "clucking" when she squeezed it.

"Tang Guoguo, what's wrong with you?" After He Ying finished speaking, she followed her eyes and looked forward, "What did you see?"

I saw the plastic runway not far away.

Tang Guoguo's male god, Wang Jinze, was jogging side by side with a girl in sports shorts.The girl passed water for a while, handed a towel for a while, bouncing around Wang Jinze, very busy.

It wasn't until they passed by that He Ying saw the girl's face clearly. It was Jiang Cheng, the squad leader of the freshman ancient building.

"He has a girlfriend and still treats you like this?"

He Ying's face suddenly became serious, and he took Tang Guoguo's hand, wanting to take her to find Wang Jinze:
"Go! Go and tell him clearly that if you don't like it, you don't like it. Why do you need to lie to you like this?"

"No, no, I, I won't go."

Tang Guoguo's round face flushed instantly, and he couldn't shake He Ying's hand after shaking it several times, so he simply squatted down, trying to cover his strong body with the back of the stand chair.

The tone of the voice is a prayer that has never been seen before: "He Ying, forget it. I can't go, he is willing to lie to me, it is already very good."

As he spoke, the circles of his eyes turned red again.

"Guoguo, I know, in order to be with him, you are getting better little by little according to his request. He is very important to you." He Ying stopped her hands and knelt down to comfort her, her tone could not hide "But have you ever thought about it, if you really succeeded in losing weight this time, and you confess your love to him, and he rejects you again on the grounds of having a girlfriend, what would you do? We have become more Well, shouldn't it be for yourself?"

"I haven't thought about it." Tang Guoguo rubbed his eyes, "Besides, what if that girl isn't his girlfriend? What if I blame him?"

Although Tang Guoguo was stubborn on the surface, she knew very well in her heart: If she made it clear now, she would really have no chance at all!
"Then you still"

He Ying wanted to ask her if she wanted to join her team, but before she finished speaking, Tang Guoguo got up and walked down from the stands with her head down:

"I promised Wang Jinze that I will lose ninety catties, so I won't have breakfast with you today."

"What about lunch?"

"I don't eat it either!"

Looking at Tang Guoguo's declining back, He Ying sighed, leaned on the back of the chair and sent Chu Mingchen a WeChat message:

[I didn't find a single team member on my side. 】

【Where are you?Have you found a mentor who is willing to take us? 】

It was rare for Chu Mingchen to reply quickly and simply:
[Looking for. 】

She immediately replied: [You said yesterday that there is half the chance of winning by pulling Gu Zhaodi into the group, so what is the other half chance of winning? 】

Chu Mingchen: [It's the tutor! 】

He Ying: [But we are still short of two team members! 】

Chu Mingchen: [You can just recruit two people to make up the number! 】

He Ying: 【.】

On the other side of WeChat.

Chu Mingchen put down his cell phone, immediately put on an expression of an obedient baby, and looked at the old man sitting in Su Nan's official hat chair drinking tea in the vice president's office.

The old man was none other than Tan Weimin, the deputy dean of the School of Architecture at Tianyang University.

He looks to be in his 60s, with gray hair, wide cheeks and thick lips, and the silkworms under his eyes are slightly raised because of squinting.A well-proportioned figure is covered with a plain white kung fu silk shirt with Ruyi dark patterns.Originally, he looked like a wild crane all over his body, but at this moment, facing Chu Mingchen who was staring at a project book and thinking for a long time, he showed an unusually serious expression.

"Grandpa Tan!" Chu Mingchen carefully read the contents of the project book, and then respectfully put the project book back on the long table, "I won't go to the project of restoring ancient buildings in Sichuan this time."

"Huh?" Tan Weimin didn't seem to expect him to refuse so simply.

Putting down the Yaobian Jianzhan in his hand, frowning his two gray eyebrows, he asked:

"Isn't it always been your ambition to fulfill your parents' last wish to go to Sichuan to restore ancient buildings? This opportunity is rare, and there is only one place in the colleges and universities in Tianyang City. It took me a long time to give it to me. You snatch it, why don't you want to go?"

"Recently, I have something very important to be busy with." Chu Mingchen shook the phone, and when he said the word "special", the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised.

After finishing speaking, he bowed and poured some tea into Tan Weimin's cup to express his apology.

"You are not willing to participate in the ancient architecture competition with Lin Ru, and now you are not willing to go to Sichuan to restore ancient buildings. Then you did not go to CAFA Sculpture Department last year, insisted on repeating it for another year, and went to Tianyang to learn Ancient buildings, what are they for?”

Tan Weimin didn't touch the teacup.

In his impression, Chu Mingchen was quick-witted and eager to learn. Under his uncle's introduction, he learned woodcarving from him when he was a child.Ten years of hard work, the level is not bad.If he insists on studying architecture, it may be difficult for him to be admitted to Tsinghua University in the eighth school, but Dongnan and Tongji are still no problem.But why did he choose Tianyang University, or the pilot major of ancient architecture?

Could it be true that he followed in the footsteps of himself, the "inheritor of Dongyang woodcarving"?

Seeing Chuming Chenguang grinning and not answering, Tan Weimin squinted his eyes and pondered for a long time before asking, "Is it because your uncle won't let you go?"

"It's nothing~" Chu Mingchen bared his white teeth and danced back, "My uncle is usually either tinkering with antiques or appraising antiques. No, I finally got the opportunity to go to Xi'an for archaeology two days ago. Whoops You didn't see it, you made him happy, and once you arrive, you forget to eat and sleep to dig loess, how can you care about me!"

"It's been hard for him all these years."

Tan Weimin sighed, his eyes were solemn, as if recalling the sad past:
"Your parents are both the inheritors of Dongyang woodcarving. If there were no accidents back then, this craft would have been passed on to you in person. Why do you need me, the old man, to do it for you? If they were still there, your uncle wouldn't let them go. Many years of archeology has led you to make a living by opening an antique shop. After more than ten years, you have grown into a young man, and now that you are in college, he should go to his own business. "

"You're right." Chu Mingchen nodded, still with a signature smile on his face, "It would be even better if he finds me another aunt!"

"Hahahaha~ You are not old or young, and you are still making fun of your uncle!"

Tan Weimin smiled blushingly:
"Okay, since you have your own things to do, I won't force you. There will be a meeting in the courtyard later, and I will go to host it. If you are idle and bored, just carve wood or something here to pass the time." .”

Seeing Tan Weimin take the Concubine Xiang bamboo fan on the table, get up and leave, Chu Mingchen hastily called out:
"Grandpa Tan! Don't leave yet!"

"Huh?" Tan Weimin smiled and turned around, "Your attitude shows that there must be something else to do. Tell me, why are you being polite to me?"

"It's not that I don't want to participate in the ancient architecture competition, I just don't want to form a team with Lin Ru."

Chu Mingchen laughed twice, and then slowly explained why he came:
"But I have been carving wood with you for the last semester, and I didn't even attend class. Now Tianyang doesn't even have a tutor who is willing to take me. I made a bet with Lin Ru, whoever loses will give the other party's work Knock your head three times, you can't do nothing now!"

"Heh?" Tan Weimin was a little surprised, "I never imagined that a student like Lin Ru, who is both good in character and learning, would be willing to bet with you? It's really strange!"

"Grandpa Tan, please stop laughing at me, help the world!" Chu Mingchen bowed and squeezed his shoulders anxiously.

Seeing this, Tan Weimin thought for a moment, and suddenly his sharp eyes lit up: "There is really a candidate, but I don't know if you have the ability, please move this Bodhisattva!"

"Who is this person? Such a big score? Grandpa Tan, if you say that, then I must be out of the game." After hearing this, Chu Mingchen turned around and picked up the wooden lacquer and gold pen holder on the table like an eggplant beaten by frost. playing around.

"It's not like there's no chance." Tan Weimin smiled slightly, "You might as well go to her elective class and try your luck."

Chu Mingchen's eyes lit up immediately: "What elective course?"

"Uh, let me think about it." Tan Weimin squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, then said "oh", and said, ""Theory and Practice of Love Studies"!"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly unfolded the Xiangfei bamboo fan in his hand, and went out leisurely.

In the next second, He Ying's WeChat received such a message:
[To sign up for elective courses on Thursday the day after tomorrow, you must choose "Theory and Practice of Love Studies"! 】

[The teacher of this elective course is a sweeping monk. 】

Suddenly receiving a WeChat message from Chu Mingchen, He Ying, who was sitting in the cafeteria eating breakfast, was puzzled, took a bite of the meat bun and returned:

[A teacher majoring in ancient architecture, how can he teach love? 】

[I don't know, Professor Tan recommended it. 】Chu Mingchen made a sweaty expression, and continued to ask, 【Where's Gu Zhaodi?You haven't dealt with her yet? 】

【No.】

He Ying was a little frustrated.

She wanted to find Gu Zhaodi this morning and invite her to join the team, but after waking up, she found that his bed was already empty.With no contact information and no idea which classroom she was in, He Ying planned to attend classes step by step, study by herself, eat, and calmly wait for Gu Zhaodi to return before the lights were turned off in the dormitory.

But this peace was broken because of Tang Guoguo.

After the last class, He Ying, who bought dinner, was on the phone with Chu Mingchen to discuss team formation, while walking to the dormitory.

When Chu Mingchen on the other end of the phone learned that no one from the School of Architecture was willing to form a team with him, he just sneered and muttered, "As expected of an old fox, he plays with his heart."

Then he laughed nonchalantly:
"Why do you need to find someone else? How troublesome! Why don't you just use the remaining two in your dormitory to support the scene."

"Are you sure?" He Ying was incredulous, but still told Chu Mingchen that she wanted to invite Tang Guoguo, "Although her grades are not good, she is strong, hardworking, and has great potential. Once you want to do something, It will definitely persevere.”

Chu Mingchen has no objection. After all, there is no student with worse grades than him in Tianyang.

When the two of them said this, He Ying had already opened the door of the dormitory.But before she walked into the bedroom, she heard a "bang" sound from the bathroom, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Who is in the bathroom? Is it Tang Guoguo?"

Before she could hang up the phone, she vaguely saw a person lying on the ground through the blurry door glass, and no one answered after calling for a long time.

In desperation, he smashed the door lock with the malachite at hand.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Tang Guoguo who was lying unconscious on the ground?And beside her, there was even a box of Sanwu diet pills that she had just taken.

He Ying didn't dare to delay, so she hurriedly called the dormitory aunt to explain the situation, and called Chu Mingchen to carry Tang Guoguo to the school infirmary.Thinking that she hadn't had any water or rice all day, the school doctor said that after waking up from hypoglycemia, she needed to eat something easy to digest, so she asked Chu Mingchen to go to the cafeteria to make millet porridge.

He Ying herself was silently watching over Tang Guoguo in the school doctor's office to administer the bottle.

And when she checked Moments, she realized why Tang Guoguo lost weight like this.

(End of this chapter)