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Chapter49

"The disposable chopsticks, paper, glue and string are all here, ah Zhou Zhi, you and Liu Chen bring the double-glazed glass and wheat straw over there."

"The blueprint is almost finished, and I will get the base of the villa in a while."

"Oh, there's that straw mat I picked up. Where did the straw mat go? No, what happened to the one I put in the corner of the wall just now!"

The bright tool room is a bit chaotic at the moment. There are various small models and blueprints on the large square table. The Great God's face suddenly darkened.

With a glance, I saw the straw mat that I didn't know where to pick up at the corner of the table. It was so obvious that it was still turning over for a long time.

The sudden sound of a pencil tapping on the table sounded behind him.

Lin Zhicheng turned his head slowly, trembling with fright at the gloomy face: "What, what? I'm looking for a straw mat."

I muttered in my heart why it was scary to have a dark face again.

"Under the table." Zhuo Yi said lightly, but his eyes were warning: "Then be quiet."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and continued to modify the details of the villa.

under the table?

Lin Zhicheng immediately squatted down half of his body and leaned in, but he didn't need to lean in to see the lonely straw mat. He silently complained about his blindness and stood up again.

Put the straw mat in a conspicuous place and then go behind Zhuo Dashen to look at the blueprint. Looking at the three-view view of the exquisite villa, he couldn't help but be speechless:

"It would be great to give me a little bit of this technology. If not, I can also draw illustrations for others."

The tip of the pen paused, and he raised his head slightly to glance at the person and said, "It's better to spend some time on a training class, and you can paint the rest."

"Oh." Lin Zhicheng took the pen from the master and sat down.

Zhou Zhi and Liu Chen, who happened to go to get the materials, came back.

"Zhuo Yi, I heard that the department seems to have given the quota for the 'young' project to Tan Chengwei from the class next door." Liu Chen put down the materials and propped his hands on the table with a displeased expression on his face.

Zhuo Yi's expression was indifferent, he looked down at the materials on the table, and was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "There are people out there."

"At the end of last semester, our team was qualified to participate. Even if it wasn't announced, it can't be so dark, right? Did Tan Chengwei give it any favors?"

Zhou Zhi looked very calm, patted the person on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't forget that Uncle Tan Chengwei is one of the judges of the 'young' project, and it is easy to bring a group in."

"Oh, that Tan Chengwei did it on purpose!" Lin Zhicheng was even more excited, and slapped the pencil on the table, filled with righteous indignation: "Isn't it because Zhuo Yi participated in a competition last time? He wants a cow Why don't you call him a 'youngbird' judge, this is more valuable. Now there is a 'young' plan, didn't we just draw in it last semester? Heck, rubbish, that's all I can do Rubbish behaviour."

Zhuo Yi raised his hand to cover the back of the man's head and said calmly: "Don't scold people, you also said that last semester we only participated in the competition for gaining experience, and if we didn't get in, we didn't get in."

Liu Chen frowned: "Zhuo Yi, you also spent a lot of time on the design drawings, didn't you? Don't you think that half a month wasted if you didn't make it?"

"Practice makes perfect, half a month is considered experience, as long as you can learn something, it is not a waste."

"Zhuo Yi is right." A gentle female voice came, and I saw a beautiful woman in business attire standing outside.

They were a little surprised, usually they couldn't see her, because the teacher was still the principal's assistant, and she was usually busy.This is their professional teacher Mr. Liu Ran, who brought their architectural drawing building model, and is also their instructor for the creative model competition of the School of Architecture.

Zhuo Yi politely nodded to the teacher: "Why are you here?"

"Supervise and supervise you, and see if you are lazy." Teacher Liu smiled and patted Lin Zhicheng who was still angry: "I also wanted to tell you about this, originally I wanted to take you to participate in the 'young "The competition was planned, but the school considered that Zhuo Yi in your group had just won a global championship competition, fearing that it would have a little impact on the 'young' plan, so Tan Chengwei, who was second in professional achievement, went. How can he be rubbish? It’s a fact that his grades are indeed good, and it’s also a fact that his uncle is a judge. You don’t need to be sad, you have plenty of opportunities as a freshman, and now you mainly focus on operations, don’t worry.”

Zhuo Yi frowned slightly, looking at the three people in his group, it seemed that this opportunity was due to him, after all, it was a team competition, so he felt a little sorry.

Seeing people's silence, Zhou Zhi said, "Don't think too much, Zhuo Yi. We are very lucky to be in your team. Although it is a pity for this competition, we are not afraid of not participating in the competition with you."

Zhuo Yi didn't know what to say, he could only thank him for doing a good job in the competition in the department.

"Have you decided on your theme?" Teacher Liu looked at their materials.

"Well, it's been confirmed. I chose a mountain villa with a certain ornamental value, using a sand table..."

……

The cello girl thoughtfully bought a cup of iced cocoa for each of her team members, and watched the three of them put their cold drinks by their hands while looking down at the score.

"The vibrato on the eighth note in the first movement is not good enough, we will reconcile it later."

"The emotional level of the song is relatively rich, so it is still a relatively big challenge. We may spend more on the personal part. Only when the details are handled well and combined will it not be abrupt."

Zhao Hele yawned and took the cold drink on his arm, looking at the ice cubes that were still swaying with air-conditioning: "Who bought it?"

It looked like iced coffee, and without much thought, he raised his head and took a big sip, and his face turned pale in the next second.

"Iced cocoa, I just bought it."

As soon as the cello girl finished speaking, she saw someone put the sheet music on and walked quickly towards the door. Her expression was not very good, so she stroked her ponytail in a daze:

"What happened to Zhao Hele?"

Zhou Wei shrugged and said he didn't know.

"vomit……"

He closed the bathroom door and leaned over to vomit. After taking a sip of such sweet cocoa, his stomach was overwhelmed in an instant. What he just ate this morning and what he estimated last night were all vomited up.

The sweet taste seemed to be burning in my stomach, and the extremely uncomfortable feeling made me forcefully vomit that taste out of my stomach, but the mouthful just now was too big, and most of the cup was poured into my stomach go.

In the end, I vomited until my legs and feet became weak, and stood against the wall for a while, staring at the stars, and stood against the wall with my eyes closed for a while, my head was a little empty.He touched his stomach with his hand and seemed to feel the churning and rumbling.

I still feel like this when I was in the freshman year of high school. That time I drank a cup of milk tea and vomited forever. It’s just that when I recall the taste...

nausea.

"vomit……"

The momentary expansion in the throat further aroused the discomfort in his stomach, and he continued to vomit while supporting the wall with one hand.

Then he vomited back and forth three times, and leaned against the cold wall with his head collapsed, wanting to cry without tears.

He took out the only paper towel left in his pocket and wiped his mouth. The embarrassment that he couldn't even wipe his nose after using it was nothing to say.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

After washing his nose, he took out his mobile phone and picked it up: "Hello?"

Zhuo Yi, who was still in the tool room, originally wanted to tell someone that he couldn't go out for dinner with him at noon, but when he heard a strange voice, he frowned and said in a low voice:

"What happened to your voice?"

In the quiet bathroom, through the phone, I could clearly hear Zhuo Yi's brushing and drawing.

"It's nothing, are you still busy?"

Standing against the wall, you will feel relieved. Open the door of the bathroom and prepare to go out. As a result, you step on the puddle of water with washing powder at the door. You only feel that for a moment, the back of your head fell to the ground. The voice on the ground reached my ears clearly.

The whole world is even more confused.

The aunt who was washing the floor saw the young man fell to the ground motionless, she was frightened out of her wits, and quickly squatted beside the man and patted the man's face: "Oh, classmate, are you all right? Hit the head, oh my god, this little face is pale, what can I do!"

Snapped--

Lin Zhicheng was taken aback by Zhuo Yi, and the hot glue gun that had just been heated was thrown to the ground by someone. He was about to ask Zhuo Yi to order something, but he ran out when he saw that his face was not very good.

"Zhuo Yi, why are you going, we haven't—"

"It's urgent, I'll be back tonight!"

It was the first time for Lin Zhicheng to see the appearance of the stable male god Liushen Wuzhu, it was really fresh, maybe it wasn't his girlfriend on the phone?

Seeing the stunned young man's eyes open, the cleaning aunt immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's my fault, I forgot to clean up the washing powder first, are you okay?"

"Auntie...help me tell someone that this is the toilet over there, I'm afraid you can't carry it, so I can only call him..."

Zhao Helesheng's head was full of stars, ah, so dizzy, so dizzy... so empty.

The aunt looked at the phone that was still on the phone and immediately picked it up: "Hello? Are you, what's your name, young man? Oh, are you Zhao Hele's classmate? He fell in the toilet. I guess he fell badly." It’s light, the whole person is straight and the back of the head is on the ground. Are you awake? You’re awake, but you seem to be in a daze. Come here quickly, hey, this is the toilet on the left staircase on the second floor of the Music Building, okay, okay. "

So when Zhuo Yi came in, he saw a person sitting on the steps in front of a certain toilet, with his eyes closed and his face pale, looking very uncomfortable.

With a frown on his chest, he went to squat down in front of the person, reached out and touched the person's face, feeling a little cold, so he called softly: "Zhao Hele."

"Hmm..." Zhao Hele opened his eyes in a daze, saw the person in front of him clearly, felt a pang of grievance in his heart, and his small face drooped: "Zhuo Yi, the back of my head hurts, and my stomach hurts too..."

Zhuo Yi held the person's face distressedly, looked left and right to see if there was anything else that fell: "I know, is there anything else that fell?"

"It's gone..." Zhao Hele couldn't help hugging the man's neck when he heard such a gentle voice, and said sullenly, "I just threw up and accidentally drank half a cup of cocoa."

Zhuo Yi immediately kissed his relative's side face, his eyes were full of distress: "I'll take you to the school infirmary."

Then he had someone lie on his back, listening to the whisper in his ear, he had no choice but to hold the man's thigh steadily and walked step by step to the school infirmary.

The aunt holding a mop not far away looked shocked, ouch, did she see something she shouldn't see.

The author has something to say:

I don't feel bad.