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Chapter 135 Can't Go! (seeking subscription)
After the two negotiated the price, they drew up a contract and signed each other.

However, because there are many damaged paint surfaces on the text part on the back of the screen, Chuhe asked the shopkeeper Zhuang to prepare the corresponding paint color first, and then he would treat the missing parts as touch-up paint or touch-up paint sheets.

After the cooperation was negotiated, Chu He took Tang Wanjun and left Qingyage Pavilion.

When the clerk Xiaopeng saw that Chu He had left like this, leaving behind a half-repaired screen, he couldn't help but worry: "Boss, are you going to let him go now? What if?"

"Don't be so dark as everyone thinks." Shopkeeper Zhuang glanced at him, "You have also seen his restoration technique just now, he is skilled, and with this technique, he can get a good reputation in any antique store. If you come to Qingyage, you can see us!"

"Go and prepare the lacquer, and when it's ready, call the little brother Chuhe to come over and repair it. When he comes, he must be treated well, you know!" Shopkeeper Zhuang urged again and again.

Xiaopeng didn't expect Shopkeeper Zhuang to be so nervous about the young man just now, so he nodded immediately: "Yes, I'll go get ready."

Chuhe on the other side was looking at Tang Wanjun in confusion.

Ever since he came out of Qingyage, Tang Wanjun looked at him with eyes that he didn't know how to describe. There were envy and admiration in those eyes, and of course there was also a lot of disbelief.

"What's the matter? Is there something on my face?" Chuhe touched his face, "I thought that when I just repaired the screen, I stained my face with paint."

Tang Wanjun thought for a while, and said seriously: "Yes! There is indeed something."

"Ah?" Chuhe wiped his face quickly, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Do you have tissues?"

"Do you have a mirror?"

"It's not appropriate to look in the mirror on this street, no, go and see where there is a bathroom."

Tang Wanjun snickered at the way Chuhe looked around, and she coughed lightly: "It's a bit nice!"

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Chu He squinted at her, "If you dare to play me like this next time, look at me."

"Why, you still want to bully me in the street?" Tang Wanjun's eyes widened, waiting for Chuhe's next sentence.

"Are you ticklish?" Chuhe asked suddenly.

Tang Wanjun froze for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "I'm afraid."

But she regretted it after she answered, Tang Wanjun took two steps back, "Don't come here! If you dare to tickle me, I'll yell! Hmph!"

Chu He was amused by Tang Wanjun, "Okay, let's go, it will be dark later."

Tang Wanjun looked at Chuhe who was walking forward, and suddenly felt that his image had grown taller.

She immediately followed him and sighed: "You are really amazing. You made a lot of zeros in one afternoon."

"Actually, it's all luck. If I didn't happen to meet Boss Naye trading calligraphy and paintings, and if Qingyage happens to have no antiques that need to be restored, wouldn't I even lose the fare today?"

Chuhe's reverse thinking immediately made Tang Wanjun feel that what he said made sense.

"I don't know why, although I think what you say is wrong, sometimes some of your words always make me feel very reasonable." Tang Wanjun expressed her thoughts.

"I should have brought a camera today if I knew it earlier! Take a picture of everything you do today, and then I'll post it on the school's forum to ensure that the activity of my column will soar!" Tang Wanjun was annoyed when she thought of this. stand up.

Chuhe knocked her on the head: "If my teacher finds out about this, he must break my leg."

Tang Wanjun pursed her lips, "Well, I didn't pat anyway."

Although Chuhe's wonderful operation today was not recorded, Tang Wanjun can guarantee that she will never forget what happened today.

Not only did he earn so much money in one afternoon, but he was also respected by so many people. This alone is enough for Chuhe to be admirable.

Tang Wanjun walked while thinking, thinking from time to time.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Chuhe asked, "what's the matter? It's become a log."

"I'm thinking, if it's not me accompanying you today, but other girls, it's very likely that they will fall for your performance today." Tang Wanjun said solemnly.

Chu He was so angry that he almost recited the past. After thinking about it with you for so long, is this the thing?
"In that case, your ability to bear is relatively strong, and you haven't fallen yet?" Chu He asked Tang Wanjun back.

Tang Wanjun faltered at Chu He's words. She suppressed her blush and said, "That, of course! I, I have seen the world."

"Okay, let me ask Ms. Tang Wanjun, who has seen the world, are you hungry now? I am very hungry. I want to go have a meal. I wonder if you will reward me?" Chu He pointed to a restaurant not far ahead. .

"!! I'm already hungry!" Tang Wanjun immediately led Chuhe to the restaurant.

After eating, they went back to school.

Chuhe sent her to the downstairs of the dormitory. Before going upstairs, Tang Wanjun said to Chuhe, "I have seen a lot today. If there is any event in the future, remember to call me."

"Well, good." Seeing that she had nothing to say, Chuhe turned around and left.

However, Tang Wanjun called to Chuhe in the stairwell: "Hey, Chuhe!"

"What's wrong?" Chu He asked.

"You haven't written a manuscript for me this week, remember!" Tang Wanjun grinned, then went upstairs.

Chuhe was speechless, the artificial alarm clock was really on time.

After returning to the dormitory, he spent half an hour writing a manuscript about cultural relics to Tang Wanjun, and then came to his restoration table.

Because the dormitory usually has four beds, but Chuhe and the others only have three people to live in, so Chuhe used a spare table as his own repair table.

He put twenty sheets of rice paper on the table and cut them out at once.

Although these basic skills are for Chuhe, he has already cut tens of thousands of sheets since his freshman year.

But when he thought that he could not have his own position in the circle of cultural relics restoration, he became anxious and couldn't restrain his inner impulse.

From today on, he must be strict with himself.

Just after he cut a hundred sheets of rice paper, Tian Guyi called.

Chuhe was startled, guessing that the teacher already knew that he had gone to the antique street?

He answered the phone, anxiously, waiting for Tian Guyi's question.

"Hey, Xiaohe, what are you doing?" Tian Guyi's tone was very kind, and it didn't seem like asking for a crime.

"I'm practicing cutting rice paper." Chu He put down the cutter and replied.

After hearing this, Tian Guyi became dissatisfied: "What's so good about practicing that thing? Didn't you practice a lot in freshman year?"

"Just had a full meal, just practice casually."

Tian Guyi thought for a while before he came to his senses, and said to Chuhe, "By the way, let me tell you something, you have to be mentally prepared."

"What's the matter?" Chuhe was curious.

"The seminar on Mawangdui Silk Books has been finalized, but it's very possible...you can't go." Tian Guyi couldn't hide his sadness on the other end of the phone.

(End of this chapter)