Mou Xuan's tactical gloves still retained the warmth of bronze movable type, and the projection of "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" on the dome of the cultural room was being poked by two teenagers with paint knives, creating ripples.
The scholar from Lu huddled in a corner holding the "Lacquer Record" and watched the Wu children using lacquer carving knives to carve graffiti on the beam and column structure of the "Yingzaofashi".
"The battle formation diagram in Wu Bei Zhi is not a seesaw!" Publicist Qu threw away the brochure that was folded into a paper airplane, and his metal cufflinks hit the red lacquer box brought by old artist Xing. "Captain Mou, allocating seats according to the number of registration forms is simply not feasible!"
Chen Yao pushed the glass cup soaked with "The Classic of Tea" to his hand, and three-dimensional projections of seventy-three students floated in the mist.
Mou Xuan noticed that the tea stains from "Wen Xin Diao Long" were seeping into the tactical belt along the wood grain of the table, and the meshing sound of the bronze gears suddenly became sluggish - the sundial of the time compass was vibrating counterclockwise.
"Keep all the students." He tapped the table with the seeds of "The Book of Victory" embedded in it, and the sprouting bronze vines immediately tied up a young man who was spitting gum at the movable type of "Kaogong Ji". "When we were fighting for supplies in the acid rain, no one complained about having too many teammates."
Propaganda Officer Qu suddenly opened the notebook with the cover of "Treatment Records" printed on it, and seventeen observation records with the words "discipline lax" fell out from between the yellowed pages: "But what we are fighting against now is not mutants!
These are the ones who use the Changwuzhi as building blocks... "
The explosion cut short the argument.
The projection of the iron smelting furnace in "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature" in the northwest corner was stuffed with gunpowder by three young men, and the splashing bronze sparks ignited the curtain of "The Book of Incense".
As soon as the fire was put out by the water dragon formation of "Wujing Zongyao" popped out by Mou Xuan's wrist armor, the sound of tearing cloth was heard coming from the camphorwood box that old artist Xing used to store lacquerware - a girl was using mother-of-pearl fragments to scratch open the only copy of "Lacquer Record" at the bottom of the box.
Chen Yao suddenly pressed down on Mou Xuan's right hand as he was about to activate the time compass. The embroidery of the Classic of Tea on his tactical uniform began to ripple with green. "The last time you reversed 72 hours to find the Zi Ren Yi Zhi, you coughed up blood for three days."
"No reversal this time, just observation." Mou Xuan took off his gloves, revealing his palms covered with the mortise and tenon patterns of "Construction Methods".
When the fingertips touched the discipline booklet that Propaganda Officer Qu had thrown on the table, the bronze movable type suddenly reorganized into an hourglass shape along the ink marks.
The "Kaogong Ji" grid in the entire cultural room began to flicker, and the students were shocked to find that their shadows were being sucked into Mou Xuan's pupils.
Chen Yao's teacup suddenly floated in the air, and thirty-six future fragments emerged in the green tea soup - Mou Xuan in tactical uniform recorded the management log behind the "Yuan Ye" rockery, propagandist Qu held the "Ji Xiao Xin Shu" and talked with students at night, and old artist Xing demonstrated gilding with a lacquer knife in the projection of "Ge Gu Yao Lun"...
"Going back in time?" Scholar Lu adjusted his glasses with trembling hands, looking at the few strands of silver hair that suddenly appeared on Mou Xuan's temples.
The bronze vines that were entwined around the students suddenly blossomed into the roses recorded in the "History of Bottles", and the thorny flower stems gently pushed the troublemakers to the outside of the display area.
Propaganda Officer Qu was about to say something when he suddenly noticed unfamiliar handwriting on the cover page of his brochure.
It was a "points exchange list" written in the Zhangcao style of "Jijiupian", and the ink was still dancing with the ancient gold powder of binding recorded in "Zhuanghuangzhi".
"See you in seven days." Mou Xuan wiped the blood from his nose, and the "Wu Bei Zhi" formation diagram on his tactical belt was being reorganized.
When he turned around, the Duobao Pavilion projection of "Changwuzhi" suddenly began to drizzle, washing away the students' noise and turning it into the ancient tune of "Xishan Qinkuang".
Chen Yao looked at the shadow of the "Four Records of the Study" that had just emerged in the teacup and suddenly chuckled.
The "Fragrance Book" bracelet on her wrist shook off a few sparks, igniting the future ink fragrance that had been on Mou Xuan's shoulders at some point.
The tea mist on Chen Yao's fingertips condensed into stars in the virtual shadow of "The Four Books of the Study" and hit the rhinoceros-skin lacquer knife dropped by the old artist Xing.
The torn page of "Lacquer Record" picked up by the tip of the knife suddenly came to life and turned into thirty-six bronze sparrows holding gold powder, which fluttered down on the newly built "Yuan Ye" fence in the exhibition area.
"Using movable type from Kaogongji as bargaining chips?" A single-culture enthusiast stood on tiptoe to reach the floating scoreboard. The emblem of Changwuzhi on his tactical boots rubbed against the fence, startling a string of "fish-scale" pages recorded in Zhuanghuangzhi.
He suddenly discovered that his student number had been entangled by rose vines into bronze abacus beads, which rolled out as "A" in the projection of "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art".
The sudden cheers from the northwest corner startled the Lu scholars.
The three young men who had blown up an iron smelting furnace were now using a paper boat folded from the battle formation diagram in "Wu Bei Zhi" to carry the incense pill "Spring News in the Snow" recorded in "Xiang Pu" across the ink pool.
The violation records on their tactical uniforms were picked up into silk threads by rose thorns, and were weaving a red flag of discipline along with the spinning wheel projection of "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature".
"Is this the Lu Ban lock in "The Legacy of Carpenters"? " The Wu children sat in front of the reconstructed Duobao Pavilion, and the mother-of-pearl fragments were automatically pieced together in the light and shadow of "The Construction Methods".
A girl who once scratched a lacquerware box is now using the "tiger-striped lacquer" technique recorded in the "Lacquer Record" to repair the cracks in the camphorwood box she damaged - the points bracelet on her wrist suddenly lights up, and she exchanges it for a vermilion lacquer pen holder carved by old artist Xing.
The vines of "The Book of Victory" on Mou Xuan's tactical belt suddenly tightened.
He turned around and saw Propaganda Officer Qu rushing into the cultural room holding the "New Book of Records of Effectiveness". The badge of "Records of Military Training" on the metal cufflinks jingled: "The projection of "Records of Jingdezhen Pottery" in the seventh exhibition area is being automatically repaired!"
Chen Yao poured tea from her glass cup at the right time, and the scene of students studying late at night emerged in the mist.
Mou Xuan noticed that the embroidery of "The Classic of Tea" was absorbing the literary aura of the ink pool. Wherever the tactical gloves brushed past, the identification technique of "Ge Gu Yao Lun" turned into real gold thread, wrapping a student who had secretly hidden the remaining pages of "Chang Wu Zhi" into a cocoon of light.
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