Chapter 96
The seasons in Huajiang City change suddenly. The day before, the golden leaves were still shaking, but after a night of heavy snow, the streets were covered with bare dead trees and the cold wind blew in our faces.
The glass wall of the JL Building towering in the city center reflects a straight blue-white skyline in the distance. The winter mist shrouds the entire city. The crisp morning breeze is biting. You Mian still comes early like usual.
The warehouse door closed tightly at the sound of the remote control, while also completely blocking out the cold air outside the warehouse.
The boy took off his gloves and heavy cotton coat, walked to the seven-meter cross iron frame that had been initially constructed, skillfully and decisively lifted the tool cloth, and immediately started his daily sculpture work.
You Mian has never been a person who works in isolation. On the day he confirmed that he had entered the Star Cup finals, he thoroughly read the information of the other two groups of players who would compete with him for the gold medal.
Lai Zhikuan from the costume design group, Fang Xuenan from the oil painting group...are all strong opponents with outstanding abilities.
You Mian never stands still and is complacent; he always moves forward.
He never thought that his chances of winning were always 100%. Self-confidence is a good thing, but complacency is digging one's own grave.
You Mian stayed up late last night and watched all the previous works of Lai Zhikuan and Fang Xuenan.
After getting familiar with the creative styles of the two finalists, You Mian began to speculate how they would interpret the theme of "rebirth".
The advantage of the sculpture group lies in its unparalleled three-dimensional viewing experience.
This is a competitive advantage that the oil painting group and the fashion design group cannot compete with him in terms of outline and shape.
What You Mian needs to do is to exaggerate this advantage in the confrontational competition until it is magnified to the extreme.
The giant steel bars standing before our eyes are gradually covered by clay.
You Mian climbed up onto the scaffolding, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a plastic bucket and started shaping.
Not long ago, he received more detailed competition rules from the organizers of the Star Cup.
The sculpture group's extensive preparation work was different from that of the other two groups, so they could shape their work to two-thirds before the official competition, and finally produce the final product within the two-and-a-half-hour time limit on the competition day.
You Mian stared intently at the sculpting platform in front of him, devoting himself to the creation.
When he came to his senses again, he was awakened by the alarm clock on the table.
You Mian leaned over and looked at the source of the sound. He hissed in annoyance. There was still a little bit left to complete...
The alarm clock that Pei Huaiji bought specifically for the sculpture room would ring at noon and five in the afternoon every day.
You Mian didn't know where Pei Huaiji bought this strangely constructed alarm clock, but he couldn't find the button to change the alarm time.
It's not okay to take it apart.
You Mian stood on the elevated platform, the alarm clock still ringing beside her.
He turned his head to look at the sculpture, then looked down at the jingling alarm clock. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally walked down the viaduct slowly, taking off the disposable gloves stained with clay and throwing them into the trash can.
Countless friend requests lit up on the screen of the phone in the backpack. If You Mian hadn't turned the phone to silent mode, he would probably be annoyed all morning.
You Mian frowned and glanced at the notifications, and found that they were all from Huo Yanzhi and Yan Tingxuan.
The two of them seemed to be competing in being annoying. They began sending friend requests one after another since around nine in the morning. The names of two different applicants alternated between one above and one below, causing You Mian to let out a sound of annoyance.
You Mian didn't know what Huo Yanzhi and Yan Tingxuan were up to, but he knew that if he continued to let the two of them "compete" like this, his phone wouldn't even be able to turn on the message notification tone.
So after hesitating for a few seconds, You Mian accepted the friend requests of these two people, and then quickly added them to the blacklist before the other party even noticed.
Seeing that the chat list became clear again, You Mian finally relaxed his brow.
Just when You Mian finished doing all this, someone rang the bell outside the warehouse door, exactly three times, as if to remind him.
You Mian walked out of the sculpture room wrapped in a scarf and wearing a woolen hat. The cold air instantly made him shiver.
It has been more than a week since he came to the sculpture studio in the warehouse. President JL, who should be busy with all kinds of affairs, has been calling him to eat every day like an alarm clock, for more than a week in a row.
You Mian shrugged helplessly, and the edge of his white woolen hat fell lightly above his eyebrows, making the boy's amber eyes rounder. His usually cold and pale skin looked warm and lovely in the winter.
You Mian said calmly: "I'm almost done with my morning work."
The boy's voice was not loud, as if he was complaining quietly, complaining about the "care" that required him to eat at a certain time.
Pei Huaiji was wearing a well-tailored suit with a long gray-brown velvet coat on the outside. A gray scarf of the same color was hung around his neck. He looked like an expensive person.
Pei Huaiji raised his eyebrows and said with reason: "Scientific research shows that lunch must be eaten on time."
You Mian pursed her lips and did not refute.
"And what if I say I have brought some news you want to know?" Pei Huaiji said.
You Mian, who was following behind Pei Huaiji, was stunned when he heard the words, and then he realized that the direction he was leading was not the usual JL cafeteria.
"Where are we going?" You Mian asked after sitting in the back seat of the car.
Pei Huaiji raised his eyebrows lightly, "Yupinzhai."
As soon as these three words appeared, You Mian suddenly remembered something.
He had previously looked up the Anxin Welfare Home mentioned in the book, and it seemed that there was such a restaurant near the city where the welfare home was located.
Pei Huaiji saw the thoughtful look in You Mian's eyes and took the initiative to explain: "It's the one you were thinking of."
You Mian blinked, and her hands on her knees unconsciously clenched a little, "Did Mr. Pei find out something new?"
It has been several weeks since the two of them talked about You Mian's biological parents. Even though You Mian was mentally prepared, he did not expect to see the results so soon.
Before You Mian could get nervous, Pei Huaiji said in a deep voice, "We just found some facts that are different from what we thought."
Pei Huaiji was subtly reminding You Mian not to have too high hopes for the time being.
If it were any other matter, Pei Huaiji would definitely tell You Mian after finding out the specific cause, but this matter was different from anything else.
Pei Huaiji felt that You Mian needed to know it first. Even if the news did not touch upon even a corner of the truth, he still felt that You Mian should be told.
You Mian smiled with his eyes bent, "I know."
The scenery along the way gradually changed from a bustling city to a remote suburb.
Even though the name of Yupinzhai is very grand and gorgeous, it was not until the two of them stopped at the door of the restaurant that they realized that the restaurant with such a name was actually a homely stir-fry restaurant.
The driver, Xiao Li, held the steering wheel and scratched his head, "Boss Pei, do we need to find another place?"
Pei Huaiji turned sideways and glanced at You Mian. Seeing that the boy was curiously looking at the surroundings, he said calmly, "No need to change, just stay here."
Pei Huaiji and You Mian got off the car one after another. You Mian stood next to the manhole cover. There were many people riding bicycles to and from get off work around him. The narrow street was crowded and bustling.
There was steam coming out of the window of Yupinzhai, and Youmian could hear the proprietress's voice calling out from inside.
"Table number two! Stir-fried tripe!"
Pei Huaiji made a gesture to Xiao Li, and the driver immediately drove away.
You Mian raised her head and smiled at Pei Huaiji, "Mr. Pei, are you used to eating this?"
Pei Huaiji raised his eyelids and stepped onto the dusty dirt street without hesitation in his expensive high-end leather shoes.
Pei Huaiji's nonchalant look reminded You Mian of the first time he went to his classroom.
At that time, under the moonlight, Pei Huaiji also stepped into the sculpture classroom covered with oil mud and plaster without any hesitation.
Pei Huaiji lowered his eyes, looked directly at You Mian and smiled, as if trying to comfort the other person's overly nervous mood.
Pei Huaiji said: "It sounds like there are a lot of choices on the menu. Maybe when you were very young, younger than four or five years old, someone carried you here."
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