The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 93 Warming Up
After reading the last line, Yue Wenjing folded the letter carefully and stuffed it back into the envelope.He took another wooden box from the desk and put the envelope in it.

The box was made by herself during her little vacation.Ever since she saw Cen Xi qin a few years ago, she has had such a dream—to make a qin of her own, selecting materials, sketching, polishing, and painting, all done by herself.It's just that now, she is going to do some small things to practice first.

This wooden box is the first finished product she made.Although she has gone through detailed regulations before doing it, carpentry is something she has never done before, and she didn't have much hope to do it well.

It's just that, perhaps because she always treats things she likes very carefully, although this wooden box is not exquisitely made, it also has a bit of unexpected rustic charm.Because of this, she only sanded and polished the box. It was not painted, and the wooden box was still in its original color.

I also carved a few clumps of Yilan on the box, installed some small parts, and took it home after it was completely completed.However, what happened after that made her a little bit difficult.

The guqin is not considered a small object, it is only exquisite in details.Because of this, although the design of her wooden box requires very fine details, the volume is not small.Yue Wenjing had trouble with its placement.

She has not moved yet, and still lives in the small house she was born in when she was reborn.

Compared with the nearly [-]-square-meter new house later, this less than [-]-square-meter house can be regarded as pocket-sized.Two bedrooms and two living rooms, and then allocated to her bedroom, it is even smaller.She loves to read, and there are many more sources of books in this life, so Yue Lu simply waved his hand and made a whole big bookshelf beside one wall of her room.Nowadays, there are not many gaps in such a large space.Even her textbooks are piled directly on the desk and in the drawers.

For such a big guy like Mu He, it was not an easy task to find a shelter in such a crowded room.

For this reason, Yue Wenjing deliberately tidied up the desks that had not been tidied up for more than two months, piled up the learning materials and textbooks, and then tidied up a corner and put them directly on the desk.

I didn't expect to use it to put something, it has always been so empty.

After receiving Xiao Qinghan's first letter, she wrote a reply letter that night.He is a person with an exquisite mind. He has received her reply letter, but he still hasn't received the text message. How can he not understand what she means?
Knowing that Yue Wenjing likes to exchange letters, he doesn't send text messages often.Everything I want to say is passed down from the swan geese.Although the time has been extended a lot, in such waiting, there are a few different romances.This is unmatched by time-sensitive phone calls, text messages and the Internet.

They are not talkative people, compared to a whim, you come and I chatter, and then the enthusiasm fades, relatively silent embarrassment, such a long flow of water is more suitable for them.

Although, after one semester, Yue Wenjing received quite a lot of letters.

Under the influence of Xiao Qinghan, Yue Wenjing occasionally complained in letters about Qiu Feiling's oppression of her, or expressed his dissatisfaction with the frequent random checks of homework by the education department.

Yanzhi belongs to the super-key colleges, and the attention it receives from the Provincial Education Bureau is naturally not ordinary, and there are constant homework checks and inspections.Because Yanzhi's teaching progress and the difficulty of the questions are obviously not on the same level as the provincial average, they have always put aside the homework books stipulated by the Education Bureau and used internal teaching materials by themselves, or purchased the certification of each teaching and research group There are some supplementary books on the market.

The Education Bureau conducts spot checks from time to time, and randomly selects students from other schools, so the collected homework books must also be unified.So the problem arose, Yue Wenjing and the others would be asked to frantically make up homework before each spot check.

It is crazy, because the unified homework book is low in difficulty, but the amount of questions is large.Even if the grade group did not collect the answers, they also defaulted to their behavior of "referring" to the answers. Just counting the copying, it is already several times the usual amount of homework.

In fact, in the case of spot checks, not everyone needs to write.It's just that once it is drawn, the ones left behind must be made up for.It doesn't matter, but as the class monitor, Yue Wenjing loses in this probability-the Education Bureau requires that every time homework is handed in, it is a few random checks of the student ID, as well as the class monitors, deputy monitors, and study committee members. .

As a regular person who must lie down every time, Yue Wenjing wants to cry but has no tears.

When she was not the squad leader, she had that kind of luck in the three years of junior high school, and she was never drawn once.Even when they became class monitors in high school, the Education Bureau began to understand that it was not easy for them to study. Random homework checks were only done once a semester, and they also followed the exercises in the unified homework book at that time.

While writing with a bitter face, Yue Wenjing would also silently say in his heart: "Mo Qinxi and Ling Quan, who got shot every time, you have worked hard!"

These things, the former Yue Wenjing would not say it out loud.Only when I was in college, I would choose some memorable anecdotes at the "sleeping meeting" with my roommates.But most of the thoughts are just thinking about it for yourself.Some emotions are particularly intense and will appear in your diary.The rest are lost in time.

Now, there is something that I don’t often say on weekdays, because with such a person, it seems that I have an extra self. laugh at.This feeling is fresh, but unexpectedly beautiful.

Perhaps this is what it's like to find your soul mate?

Thinking of this word, Yue Wenjing took out all the letters and carefully stroked the edge of the envelope, Yue Wenjing was a little lost in thought.

After this semester, she clearly felt the warming up of the relationship between the two.Such a change should have reached the bottom line she had asked for before.For her, he no longer exists as a "brother", and she can even say that she likes him a little bit.However, for some reason, she suddenly became a little uncertain.

Xiao Qinghan really belongs to the type she admires and can develop into liking, she does not deny this.Now, it can be regarded as removing him from the position of "brother".Such a smooth progress should have been happy. The word "soul mate" made her feel a little uneasy.

Or, her liking is just because she found someone who understands her, loves her, and is willing to listen to her?Such a person, no matter who it is, as long as it has such qualities, it is all right.In other words, she was afraid that what she liked was not Xiao Qinghan, but the sense of stability he gave her.

Now, she is in such a worry.If what she likes is just this kind of feeling, in the future, if their relationship fades, there will be more friction between them, and there will be more rifts between them, that kind of tacit understanding will no longer exist.Or there will be another person who will give her a stronger feeling.Under the ebb and flow, she will inevitably empathize.If this is the case, it is not a good thing for the two of them.She didn't want to see such a situation.

What Yue Wenjing didn't expect was that she would subconsciously protect Xiao Qinghan, even if it was a possibility of hurting him, she would not allow it to happen. Can such an emotion be regarded as liking?
After being silent for a long time, he suddenly remembered what Xiao Qinghan had mentioned about him going to study in a military academy.

The descendants of the Xiao family, if nothing else happens, will basically go to the army for a period of time.It was already too late for Xiao Qinghan to enter the military school after finishing high school.

When he talked about this topic, what he said was that he hoped that she would return to Xiao's house earlier.Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing.The lowered eyelids concealed the sweetness in the eyes.

(End of this chapter)