sbdcsierra Chapter 193 Department of Architecture
Chapter 193 Department of Architecture
Chapter 193 Department of Architecture
Qiu Huoming was stunned when he heard this, "What? What kind of big order?"
Zhou Haifu took a step back and looked Qiu Huoming up and down, "You're still hiding it from me..." He said meaningfully: "That's right, there are a lot of people here, okay, let's talk about it another day."
Qiu Huoming saw him turn and leave, but he was still confused.
He returned to the dormitory, and several people in the dormitory were still joking with each other in broken English.
Qiu Huoming sat on a chair. He looked at the night outside the window and carefully thought about all the details that happened during his time in school...
Suddenly an idea came to him, ‘Second Brother Qiao! ’
Qiu Huoming's mind recalled the scene when Qiao Laoer came to school. At that time, he had an encounter with Zhou Haifu. Did Qiao Laoer have an intersection with Zhou Haifu? But Qiao Laoer also saw Zhou Haifu and didn't seem to recognize him at all?
Maybe this was a misunderstanding. Zhou mistakenly thought that Qiao Laoer was the big boss, and thought that he was doing business with him. Qiu Huoming sorted out the clue and couldn't help laughing.
Hai Fusheng is from the wrong era this week. If he were in the 90s, he might have started a business in school. With his spirit of studying interpersonal relationships, he would probably be indispensable for money.
After a while, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor, and along with the frolics, the nightly rush to the water room began...
Qiu Huoming took out the radio and stuffed it into his backpack. He had an experimental class tomorrow and had a soldering iron, so he could repair it.
He lifted up the mosquito net and lay in. Not long after, the lights in the dormitory went out...
He turned over and fell asleep.
The next day, the sky was dark, and several street lamps were lined up outside the window, cutting a gap in the dark night. Occasionally there was movement in the water house in the early morning. Those were rats preparing to return home from their night tour...
Qiu Huoming quickly put on his sports clothes and sneakers. Today he was going to teach Zhao Jiamin how to learn Bajiquan. He was still looking forward to it because he didn't know what this girl's athletic ability was.
He walked downstairs, thought for a while, and simply took a detour and ran to the East 8 dormitory.
Not long after he got up, Yang Shijun got up. Without washing his face, he went downstairs with the English dictionary in his arms and started reading under the street lamp outside the dormitory door.
He understood the reason why stupid birds fly first. Children from rural areas have poorer foundations, so they have to work harder. Under the dim street lights, he recited the words silently.
Qiu Huoming ran to the door of East 8 and waited for a while. The familiar figure finally appeared at the door. His face showed joy and he ran over quickly.
"Hey, what a coincidence." He said briskly.
Zhao Jiamin smiled sweetly, "What a coincidence."
She stretched on the spot for a while, and then said: "Let's go..."
The two of them ran along the path to the East Lake. Qiu Huoming pointed to the forest and said, "I will take you to my secret base."
In the clearing of the woods, Qiu Huoming stood still, "I will hit it at normal speed first, and then slow it down again. You can just imitate..."
"Okay, if I don't learn well, you can't laugh at me."
"Don't worry, I won't laugh at you. I've learned how to box. If I'm bullied in the future, I can still take revenge."
"If only this world could be so simple..."
Zhao Jiamin smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, I saw my uncle practice martial arts when I was a child, but I don't remember it."
Finished a set of punches.
Zhao Jiamin followed suit and started fighting.
Her imitation ability is very strong. Although it is not as good as Qiu Huoming, she can learn about 30 to 40% of the main postures in such a short period of time. It is not easy.
She stopped at the last move, "I think this is not suitable for girls to practice..."
Qiu Huoming also discovered that the Baji Fist was too strong and too soft for girls to fight with.
He had an idea and said, "Hey, let me teach you Muay Thai. Muay Thai itself is about small skills, tricky punches, and the habit of using knees and elbows. It is very suitable for girls with smaller strength."
Zhao Jiamin asked curiously: "Muay Thai? What is Muay Thai?"
Qiu Huoming gave a brief introduction.
Zhao Jiamin understood clearly, "It's just Fanquan, I want to see it."
The two stood side by side, "What do you think..." Qiu Huoming played a basic routine.
Zhao Jiamin imitated it after him, then smiled and said: "This is good, I like it."
Qiu Huoming corrected several of her mistakes.
The little girl's hair carried the fragrance of shampoo, and a few strands were blown by the wind and crossed his cheeks. Qiu Huoming controlled his thoughts and thought to himself, no wonder Yang Guo couldn't pass the test of Xiao Longnu back then. Who would replace him now? Neither works.
Zhao Jiamin was smart and soon discovered that the method of exerting force in this boxing technique was very suitable for her. She immediately became interested and began to repeat this set of movements tirelessly.
Time passed quickly. After finally withdrawing his fists and feet, Qiu Huoming stretched his waist and limbs and shouted: "It's time to finish the work."
"Classmate Zhao, have you seen "Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Condor Heroes"?" Qiu Huoming asked on the way back.
"I read "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" a few days after the college entrance examination. The owner of the little book at the door bought a batch of books, and I also bought a set..."
"The title of "The Condor Heroine" is somewhat similar to this one. Is it the same author?"
Qiu Huoming responded, "They are all series written by Mr. Jin Yong. They are just after the Shooting Condor. They are so beautiful. When you become a master of martial arts, you will be the 'Little Dragon Girl'..."
"Xia Nu? After the exam is over at the weekend, I'll ask the boss if any new martial arts novels have arrived..."
"Let's go together. I also want to buy some books. Why don't we go out to eat at noon after the exam..."
"The claypot rice at the school entrance is quite delicious." Zhao Jiamin praised: "It's a pity. The first time I went to eat, I met... met... bad people."
"I also had it once, and it tasted really good. It was my first day at school. I came a few days early, and I met Tan Jialiang chatting up a girl... Later, he quit on his own initiative, so I didn't care... "
Zhao Jiamin looked at Qiu Huoming thoughtfully, "What if...he doesn't retreat?"
"Those who practice martial arts must of course step forward..."
"Aren't you afraid? There are two of them."
"Eh..." Qiu Huoming's mind was racing, "How do you know these two people?"
"Oh!"
"That girl is you. It turns out that I have met you a long time ago..." Qiu Huoming suddenly realized.
Zhao Jiamin snorted and explained: "My aunt lives nearby. She heard that I was admitted to the College of Engineering, so she dragged me over to stay for a few days..."
"It's great that your family is all in Yangcheng. My home is thousands of miles away from here, and I can only see my family during the Chinese New Year..." Qiu Huoming sighed.
Zhao Jiamin was silent for a while, then suddenly said softly:
"Family?...My mother has passed away a long time ago. If possible, I would rather she be thousands of miles away from me, as long as she can live..."
Qiu Huoming glanced at her secretly. The white fish belly in the distant sky made the girl's face look a little pale.
He reached out his hand and touched her hair lightly, "Then live a good life and let her know that everything is fine with you..."
The little girl raised her head and said, "Yes." Her eyes were filled with mist, but her expression was extremely serious.
"Come on for the exam later." Qiu Huoming's voice continued to sound beside her.
"I am bound to win." The little girl said this after a while.
There was a hint of murderous intent in his voice, and the sadness just now seemed to be forcibly dispelled by these words.
There were more and more people walking on the roadside. Willows were swaying by the East Lake, and some people were looking at the two of them curiously.
Their pace quickened a little, and Qiu Huoming suggested: "I'll invite you to the canteen for a good meal tomorrow at noon..."
"That's not necessary. I'll treat you to lunch on Sunday, Teacher Qiu..."
The corner of Qiu Huoming's mouth raised slightly. He looked at Zhao Jiamin's side face. The little girl's mood seemed to have calmed down.
Then he agreed: "Okay, I'll treat you to some sugar water."
"You're welcome."
"It's so hypocritical to be so polite. It's an honor for Miss Zhao to treat you to dinner."
The two of them had arrived at the accommodation area while chatting.
"See you tonight."
The two spoke in unison.
The corners of Qiu Huoming's mouth raised, "I'll pick you up."
"Ah."
Zhao Jiamin's response almost didn't cross her mind. By the time she realized it, the other party had already gone away.
She smiled. She didn't know when she started to regard Qiu Huoming as a friend...
As she walked, she thought about the past.
In the primary school in the village, the substitute teacher was an old friend of her uncle's, so she was allowed to study for three years. As the youngest student, she was not welcomed by the older children in the village.
At that time, she was frightened, fearing that she would make a mistake and make her mother and uncle suffer. Apart from studying every day, she spent the rest of the time thinking about doing more things to help them. However, she had little strength and could only help out. Washing dishes, sweeping the floor and other tasks.
I just want to eat in my spare time, and my stomach is often empty, like a wasteland in the mountains without a grain of food...
The house she lived in with her mother was a mud house, and leaks were common. It was particularly difficult for her mother to earn work points because of her physique. Her resilience set an example for her daughter to some extent.
Later, because I was educated, I temporarily worked as a substitute teacher for a period of time.
During that time, Zhao Jiamin finally had some extra oil in his stomach.
Her mother would sing to her before going to bed at night, singing softly so that the neighbors would not hear. She would tell stories in bed, telling stories about her ancestors and how they came from nothing...
No matter how dilapidated she is, she will starch and wash all her clothes. She doesn't care if there are many patches, as long as they don't get dirty.
But later...
After her mother died, she dropped out of school to live with her uncle. Not long after, she was sent away...
Zhao Jiamin's growing body and appearance were like the shining moon. A cub without armor, its existence itself was original sin.
To a certain extent, she was lucky, always being held up by someone when she was about to fall...
Wandering people will like the solid land, the buildings that can protect them from wind and rain, and the warm lamps in the dark night.
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Time flies, and early the next morning, Zhao Jiamin went to the ‘Red Building’, the teaching building of the Department of Architecture.
The professional course exam is about drawing.
In the absence of drawing software, architectural drawings are hand-drawn, so drawing skills are required to be very high.
Just like the "History of Chinese Architecture" she read before, a large number of architectural drawings in it were hand-drawn by Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin.
Today's exam content is 'Sketch Still Life', which mainly tests the candidates' structural expressiveness and spatial perspective relationship.
The invigilator’s surname was Luo. He was a short man with a beard. He was about 30 years old and had an elegant temperament. As soon as he came in, he introduced himself and then asked: "I received your architectural drawings, and I am also the one who arranged this exam for you." Yes, I want to ask you, why do you want to study architecture?"
Zhao Jiamin smelled a strong smell of smoke at the end of her nose. She glanced at the fresh ash on the other person's clothes. It seemed that he smoked outside the door and then came in.
She pondered for a moment and said: "I like houses. I want to design some buildings that can give people the feeling of 'home'. Every facade, every light, the eaves that keep out the rain, and the glass doors and windows can all have stories." , those elements can be redefined..."
She spoke out her innermost thoughts.
Teacher Luo listened carefully to her explanation. He touched his beard and said, "That's good. Remember what I said today and never forget your original intention. Okay, the exam starts in 2 hours. I'm right next door. Office, come and call me when you're ready."
Zhao Jiamin nodded, and the other party patted the scattered cigarette ashes on his clothes and walked away.
The teachers in the Department of Architecture have always been a bit unruly. As one of the signature departments of the School of Engineering, they do have the confidence to do so.
The room became quiet, except for the rustling sound of paintbrushes.
Art is interlinked. She prefers to paint quietly instead of ethereal music. The painting is speechless. With one stroke, it exists... you can see it and touch it.
The apples and vases on the table have different textures under the light and shadow, just like the different essences of life...
After all the drawings were finished, she breathed a sigh of relief. The Department of Architecture had requirements for drawings, but it didn't necessarily mean how good they were, as long as they met the exam requirements.
This painting of hers has exceeded her previous level, and she feels quite satisfied with it.
She ran to call Teacher Luo in.
Teacher Luo glanced at the drawing board and immediately ordered: "Go to the Academic Affairs Office at 2: tomorrow afternoon. I will be there too. Complete the formalities first."
"Come directly to this building for class on Monday. The previous textbooks will be returned to your original departments and you can re-pick up the textbooks from our department. Also, you need to make up for the courses you missed before, so as not to be unable to keep up by then."
Zhao Jiamin was overjoyed, "Thank you, Teacher Luo."
Teacher Luo smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I have to work harder in the future."
At noon, Qiu Huoming and his group really took the lead again. Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the cafeteria, they found that they were not the first ones. In the corner, Zhao Jiamin was already eating.
Qiu Huoming packed the food and walked over quickly.
"Did you pass the exam?"
Zhao Jiamin's eyebrows curved, "Yeah."
"Looking at your cheerful face, is it done?"
"Of course, I have a lot of talent and can draw very well..."
Yang Shijun was about to walk towards them when he was grabbed by Chen Xi, "The place over there is too small, let's change places."
"Well, but..."
"It's nothing but, you listened to me right."
People came to the canteen one after another, and before long, several long lines formed.
Zhao Jiamin settled a matter on her mind and was in a good mood, even her expressions became richer.
Two more people walked in outside the cafeteria. It was Tan Jialiang and Cai Jiwei. They had an open class today and they also stopped by the East District to eat.
As soon as Tan Jialiang came in, he saw Zhao Jiamin, who was full of laughter. Her usual coldness was gone, and her smile was bright and moving.
It's a pity that this smile is not for him...
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