"Don't cry."
Wei Chuan was a little at a loss. Each of his three sisters was more fierce than the last. They beat him when he was a child, but he was the only one who cried.
Meng Tang was so wronged in front of him, and all he knew was to ask people not to cry.
Mingming had shed tears in front of him before, but this time she was so panicked after seeing a ghost.
The torn manuscript had signs of being kneaded. Wei Chuan tilted his head, trying to see her clearly.
"Did someone ruin your manuscript?"
Meng Tang wiped away his tears with the back of his hand and said with a choked voice, "There are still finished products that are going to be competed, but they were scratched with a knife."
Wei Chuanjun's face sank: "Do you know who it is?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "The hospital is already investigating."
Wei Chuan stretched out his hand to help the person up: "It's okay to squat down. Get up first and tell me what happened."
His legs were a little numb. Meng Tang held the folder and turned left with Wei Chuan into the wisteria corridor.
Hunting for her to calm down, Wei Chuan asked: "Do you have any doubts about anyone?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "There is a girl in the class who doesn't get along with me, but I don't want to go Whoever you doubt, let's wait for the results in the hospital. "
The voice of the cry was hoarse and dull. Wei Chuan raised his eyes and glanced. The ends of his eyes were red, the tip of his nose was pink, and there was a clear water in his eyes, pure and translucent.
"You cried just now, which shocked me." Wei Chuan coughed twice uncomfortably, as if something was blocked in his throat.
Meng Tang pursed his lips: "The wood carving class in my freshman year was all theoretical knowledge, and you can only use the knife in your sophomore year, but I know it myself, and the teacher never restricted me."
It's just about praising the technique, and the artistic conception is a bit vulgar.
For a mature and complete work, she did not find the carving process laborious, but instead found it endlessly enjoyable.
This man ignored her hard work and destroyed her work easily, just like cutting her with a knife.
So she was very angry and aggrieved.
Wei Chuan's words of concern seemed to turn on and off her tears.
"Don't worry, since the hospital has checked, it will definitely be found." Wei Chuan comforted her, "Then what are your plans in the future?"
"Fix it and compete." Meng Tang said.
She will now go back to her dormitory to put down the manuscript, then go to the showroom to pick it up and transfer it to the restoration studio.
Wei Chuan raised his eyebrows and asked: "Can it still be repaired?"
Meng Tang said "hmm": "Okay."
"Although it can be repaired. "I can repair it, but it will definitely take a lot of effort." Wei Chuan said, "I came here just to ask about a small piece of wood carving, but——"
Meng Tang said hurriedly: "Don't worry, it won't delay your confession."
What he wants is simple and can be made in a few days. In fact, a month is more than enough.
"That's not what I meant." Hearing what she said, Wei Chuan was inexplicably unhappy. "The school sports meeting and the physical test were combined together, and now this happens. You still have to go to class, so you must be busier. I'm not in a hurry." /> "I -" Wei Chuan choked, "I... I actually came here because of the message you sent last night."
Meng Tang asked: "Is there anything wrong with the message?"
"Have you learned the three-step layup?" After saying that, he raised his head and plucked the branches of the wisteria.
Meng Tang said: "That's almost it."
"So..." Wei Chuan rubbed his hands, "You don't need me anymore?"
"Well, I can't delay your game."
"No delay." Wei Chuan immediately replied, "What can you do to delay me?"
"But I'm almost done with it, I can just practice by myself."
"...Okay."
"Are you okay?" With that said, Meng Tang stood up and said, "I still have to take things back to the dormitory. I have a lot of things to do in the afternoon."
Wei Chuan followed him out and asked, "Don't you want to eat together?"
Meng Tang said, "No, there is food in the dormitory, I can just take a bite."
"You——"
"I'm leaving first."
Weichuan Sansan retracted his hand.
Meng Tang didn't say anything when she returned to the dormitory. She ate two pieces of bread, washed an apple, took a bottle of milk and left.
“What are you doing?” Xie Lingyin shouted after him.
Before the finished wood carvings leave the showroom, Meng Tang needs to conduct a comprehensive inspection.
Most of the students' works are stored on temporary shelves. Not long after her "Blind Monk Listening to the Piano" was finished, the teacher sent it to the showroom and said it would be kept for exhibitions or competitions.
The showroom has certain protection measures and the ambient temperature is relatively suitable.
From here to the repair room, corresponding protective measures must be taken to prevent secondary damage.
As soon as they arrived at the door, there were three people waiting. They were Meng Tang’s classmates, two boys and one girl.
Meng Tang paused: "Why are you here?"
"The dean asked us to come over to help, and we just want to learn from you."
Meng Tang: "Thank you."
She is really not very easy to move alone.
One of the boys said: "The restoration room is still far away, so I borrowed a cart."
Meng Tang said "hmm" and opened the door of the showroom.
She took off the glass cover outside the wood carving and took a closer look with a 3D digital magnifying glass.
She marked the location, depth and angle of the scratches one by one.
Meng Tang looked back and said, "Please prepare acid-free paper towels and fixed foam boards with me. I have to go to the repair room immediately to do pre-treatment before repair, and I also need to test for chemical residues."
"It's just a scratch, why do we need to test for chemical residues?" Steel knives, iron oxide will make parts of the wood black. "
"Meng Tang, you are really awesome."
Meng Tang was not at all happy about being praised, so he reluctantly held back. Lower lip, sincerely said: "Sorry to trouble you."
"No, no, we have benefited."
Several people seized the time and transported the wood carvings before class.
Fortunately, after inspection, there was no serious chemical corrosion.
If she wants to repair it, she has to grade it according to the depth of the scratches and the characteristics of the wood.
The traces are of different shades, and the pre-processing methods are also different.
Meng Tang directly asked for leave from the afternoon class.
She lightly swept the scratched surface with a soft-bristled brush. After removing the dust, she dipped absorbent cotton in a small amount of absolute alcohol and wiped it gently along the direction of the wood grain, as gently as treating a baby.
Looking focused and forgetful.
From the time the sun sets in the sky to the time it sets in the west, time is condensed into amber.
The phone vibrated several times, but she didn't hear it.
After processing, the wood must be allowed to balance in an environment with suitable temperature and humidity for two or three days.
Meng Tang is in a special situation. She is allowed to enter and exit the restoration room freely, but must close at 9pm.
It was already half past eight when she came out, and her neck and back were extremely stiff.
The evening wind blew by, and the sky was gloomy.
Meng Tang raised his head and saw dark clouds gathering. Is it going to rain?
After struggling for two minutes, Meng Tang turned around and walked to the playground. He ran a few laps and then went back to sleep. He shouldn't be so unlucky.
When he arrived at the playground, there were still many people running at night. Meng Tang felt relieved and started running along the perimeter, maintaining his own rhythm.
After two laps, the depression was gone.
She followed the others while panting heavily. Others were starting at two kilometers, so she was too embarrassed to withdraw from the group.
The wind blew over the high pole lamp, and there was a loud "clang", and the playground suddenly fell into darkness.
"What's going on? The light fell off?"
The runners stopped and everyone turned on the lights of their mobile phones.
The wind was blowing wildly, and someone said: "Hurry up, let’s keep pace with the rain."
As soon as the words fell, the raindrops also fell.
Meng Tang was stunned for a moment.
"What are you doing standing there stunned?" Someone came up from behind and grabbed her wrist.
Meng Tang was startled and shook his head.
"Don't move, I'll take you to shelter from the rain."
Half of the side face looking back was illuminated in a dozen interlaced mobile phone lights.
It is Wei Chuan.