Reborn Great Nation Craftsman

Chapter 77
Yang Mingde paced back and forth in the study, thinking about the question raised by Zhang Junping.

Zhang Junping didn't dare to interrupt the master, so he could only stand there quietly.

I felt somewhat regretful in my heart, but looking at Master's performance, I felt that I had created a problem for Master.

Dean Jiang passed away suddenly. It is estimated that the school leaders are busy dealing with Dean Jiang's funeral and the position he left behind.

At a sensitive time, Zhang Junping came up with another sensitive project, which made the master a little embarrassed.

If I had known earlier, I would simply cooperate with the neighborhood committee and be affiliated with the neighborhood committee. It's just a matter of paying more money!

Of course, being affiliated with schools and affiliated neighborhood committees is not just a matter of more money and less money.

The resources of the school are definitely not comparable to a neighborhood committee.

Just when Zhang Junping was thinking about it, Yang Mingde stopped and said to Zhang Junping, "You go back and write me a detailed plan first, and I will mention it at the meeting later!"

"Master, if it doesn't matter, I..."

"What are you? Don't think about it blindly, there are some things that you shouldn't consider!" Yang Mingde scolded and encouraged: "Since you want to make this social practice base, then do it well and try to make a good appearance!
For other things, there is a master! "

"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Junping was so moved that he bowed deeply to Master.

Holding the words written by the master and leaving the master's house, Zhang Junping swore secretly that he must do something.

Originally, Zhang Junping just planned to be attached to the school, backed by a big tree to enjoy the shade.

By the way, help students find something to do and earn some money to subsidize their living.

Now he is serious!
We must build up the social practice platform that we speak of, do it well, and make it a model. Only in this way can we live up to Master's painstaking efforts.

After Zhang Junping left, the mistress walked into the study with a cup of hot milk and saw Yang Mingde standing in front of Xu Beihong's cow herding picture, and knew that Yang Mingde was in trouble.

Every time Yang Mingde encountered difficulties, he used to stand in front of the old dean's picture of cattle herding and think about the problem.

Busy and concerned, he asked, "What's wrong? Is it difficult for Xiaopingzi?"

"This kid is really tossing!" Yang Mingde shook his head with a wry smile, and told his wife about Zhang Junping.

"I think Xiaopingzi's idea is good!"

"I know it's good, but the current situation..."

"Because of the current situation, we should support him even more! Now these young people are too energetic, and their excess energy cannot be consumed by their studies alone.

That's why they make a fool of themselves and engage in new ideas. The foreigners haven't said anything yet. They first devalue the art handed down from the ancestors. A few days ago, I heard someone shout the slogan that Chinese painting is dead. It's bullshit!
If Xiaopingzi is a social practice base, if it is done well, it can disperse the vigorous energy of some students, so that the pressure on your school leaders can be relatively reduced! "Speaking of some of the present, Shima is also very sad.

"Hahaha! Madam is really my Kong Ming!" Yang Mingde laughed while holding his wife's shoulders.

Yang Mingde was happy to have a wife who could understand him and support him, and laughed out loud.

But there is always a sadness that cannot be hidden in the laughter.

The dignified Central American Academy of Fine Arts is the highest institution in the domestic art world, but it is inevitable that there are some flies and dogs.

The mother naturally heard the sadness in Yang Mingde's laughter, and comforted her softly: "You don't want that seat, so why should you care about the trivialities?

Yangmei is everyone's Yangmei, he will not change because of someone! "

"Madam is right!

Seeing him lift up the Zhulou, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapse...

This moss and green tile pile, I have slept in a romantic sleep, and watched the rise and fall of 50 years.The Wuyi Lane is not surnamed Wang; Mochou Lake, where ghosts cry at night; Fenghuang Terrace, where owls live! The dream of the remnant mountain is the most real, and the old environment is hard to lose..." Yang Mingde sang loudly.

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Zhang Junping didn't know what happened at Master's house. He came to the furniture store early the next morning as usual.

While instructing the eldest brother-in-law and them to draw lines, cut materials, and process tenon and tenon joints, they made tenon and tenon joint models.

At noon, the fat aunt came to see Zhang Junping's redesigned decoration drawings, she was very satisfied, and left 1000 yuan.

In the afternoon, I went to the customer's home to measure the area.

It was a very fulfilling day.

In the evening, Zhang Junping returned to school and came to the old lady's studio as usual.

"You're back? Are you busy today?" Huang Xue asked cheerfully when Zhang Junping came in.

"Okay, today has been a very fulfilling day!
How are you doing here? "

"I have sorted out the manuscripts, and I also found some brothers and sisters who can do bricklaying and woodworking, and they are all willing to go!" Huang Xue happily told Zhang Junping about his day's results.

"Not bad! The result is very fruitful, come, take it! The boss rewards you!" Zhang Junping took out 700 yuan and patted it in Huang Xue's hand.

"Why? Why give me so much money?" Huang Xue was startled when she saw the thick stack of money in her hand.

"This is the money for renovating the house, and the old lady sent it over today!

By the way, mine take away my labor pay! "Zhang Junping said, and took five ten yuan from the inside, "This is my design fee! "

"So much for the design fee?" Huang Xue said subconsciously, a little dazed.

It's not that Huang Xue felt that Zhang Junping took too much. Even if Zhang Junping took all the money, Huang Xue had no problem, but he was a little unfamiliar with the new concept of design fee.

"This is called the fruit of wisdom. I use my wisdom to make money. You must know that customers choose to let us decorate because of my design, and you have the opportunity to make money!

In the future, if there are similar decoration projects, you can also design them yourself! Zhang Junping explained with a smile, and handed 50 yuan to Huang Xue.

"Why did you give it to me again?"

"Will you Sichuan men make money and give it to women?
From now on, you will be my housekeeper, and of course my money will be handed over to you! "

"Bah! Who is your housekeeper? Shameless!" Huang Xue spit with a blushing face, but took the money rudely.

"You actually called me shameless, so if I don't do something even more shameless, wouldn't I be sorry for your words?" Zhang Junping approached Huang Xue with a wicked smile.

"Ah! Don't come here!" Huang Xue was so frightened that she quickly ducked back.

At this moment, the door of the studio was pushed open, and the old lady walked in, teasing: "Yo! I'm not here at the right time!"

In one sentence, Huang Xue blushed like a drop of blood.

Zhang Junping rolled his eyes, isn't it time for your old man to come?
Depressing in his heart, Zhang Junping quickly picked up the manuscript that Huang Xue had sorted out and handed it to the old lady, "Grandma Liu, I have finished sorting the manuscript, you can take a look!"

"Did you sort it out or did Xiao Huang sort it out?" the old lady asked with a smile.

"It's all the same, it's all the same!" Zhang Junping sneered.

(End of this chapter)