Chapter 106 The Bulletin Board Was Destroyed
Chapter 107 The Bulletin Board Was Destroyed
Fang Qing completely ignored Li Xin's attitude and finally finished the blackboard newspaper before dark in the cold wind.
Looking at the completed design on a wall, Fang Qing suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment. After admiring it for a while, he finally couldn't stand the cold wind anymore, so he packed up his things and ran back to the dormitory.
After class the next morning, Fang Qing found the propaganda officer of the Student Union and asked him to review the pictorial.
But when the group came to the blackboard with cameras, they were all stunned.
"Student Fang Qing, can you explain to us what this means?"
Fang Qing looked at the smeared poster wall, his voice trembling, "How...how did it become like this?"
The original poster on the wall was not only smeared beyond recognition, but also splashed with water! In today's weather, even if the ice on the wall is removed, the layer of frost on it is difficult to continue painting!
Fang Qing dug her nails into her palms. She knew that someone must be taking revenge on her on purpose. But at this moment, it was useless to say anything. The student union cadres behind her were still waiting for her reply, so she had to give an explanation.
Fang Qing took a deep breath and turned around, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to turn out like this, I've really finished the painting."
"Minister, when we passed by here before, we did see that Fang Qing's blackboard was almost finished. Someone must have deliberately destroyed it. Since the blackboard is destroyed, why don't we think of other plans..."
The student was good friends with Wen Ning and wanted to help protect him and let the matter go, but the cadre nearby disagreed.
"The painting club promised it back then, but now it's like this, they just want to let it go? If we have any activities in the future, everyone will just deal with them casually. How can we carry out the work of the student union?"
Seeing that everyone was arguing, Fang Qing thought of a solution quickly in his mind and stepped forward to plead with the Minister of Propaganda.
"I still have a remedy, but please give me two more days. I will definitely complete the task before the school anniversary."
The minister looked at her in surprise and said, "Student, it's not helpful to show off your ability at this time. I advise you to think about it carefully."
Fang Qing's mind raced, and finally he nodded seriously, "I'm not showing off. This is the work I promised to complete, and I will definitely complete it on time."
There were still three days left before the school anniversary, so it was impossible to make a chalk blackboard newspaper, so we had to find another way.
Seeing her determined look, the minister wanted to refute but suddenly thought of Wen Ning. He changed his mind and nodded, "Then I'll give you two more days. If it still doesn't work, we'll have to remove this piece."
Fang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and hid in the activity room to work overtime all night.
Others saw her carrying a lot of thin boards, looking for some bubbles, running up and down the activity room many times, and they didn't know what she was doing. Everyone knew about Fang Qing's newspaper being destroyed. Some people sympathized with her, some watched the fun, but no one believed that she could complete the task.
Looking at the mess of foam under her feet, Fang Qing tried again and again, but she either cut the wrong shape or estimated the wrong size. Repeated failures made her completely collapse.
"No, no... Hey, why is it so difficult..."
Fang Qing was hungry and sleepy. The continuous high-intensity work had already made her irritable. Now she had to start all over again, in a way she had never tried before. It was a huge challenge both technically and psychologically.
Fang Qing kicked everything away in annoyance. She felt like she was about to explode. After walking back and forth in the room a few times, she pushed open the window.
The cold wind rushed in, blowing away the dejected atmosphere in the room, and also made Fang Qing's mind slowly clear up and gradually calm down.
There was no moon tonight, and the stars seemed particularly bright in the winter night. Fang Qing looked at the starry sky, and Wen Ning's smiling face suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Oh, did I miss you so much?"
Fang Qing leaned against the window, thinking about everything about Wen Ning.
If he was by my side, he would hold me in his arms, rub my hair to comfort me, then clean up the messy house, prioritize things for me, and accompany me to cut things off bit by bit...
"Wen Ning, when will you come back..."
Looking at the starry sky, Fang Qing felt very aggrieved and his eyes began to moisten unconsciously.
She had never realized the influence Wen Ning had on her before, but now, after only being separated for a dozen days, her longing for him was already suffocating.
When she got up early and went out of the building, Fang Qing would think that Wen Ning should be under the tree, so she would walk over to him with a smile, hold her hand and put it in her pocket; when she went to the cafeteria to get food, Fang Qing looked at the people coming and going, and suddenly she didn't know how to get food; even after the evening self-study class, she would feel that something was missing around her. The short distance in the past was now so deserted and long...
Fang Qing closed his eyes and called Wen Ning's name over and over in his heart, then wiped the water from the corners of his eyes and continued to immerse himself in the foam.
On the morning of the third day, Fang Qing stretched lazily while looking at his work on the ground.
In order to prevent it from being vandalized again, Fang Qing did not move it outdoors immediately this time, but asked the Minister of Propaganda to come to the activity room for inspection.
Seeing the foam painting on the ground, the Minister of Propaganda was very satisfied and finally changed his opinion of Fang Qing. "I didn't expect you to be so good at it. But how do we put it on the wall?"
Fang Qing explained the method in a few words, and the director finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Very good, let's do it this way. As long as the school anniversary is over, this thing can be taken off."
Fang Qing didn't need to worry about anything afterwards. For fear that the foam print might be destroyed, the propaganda minister found a few students and carried the foam print to the activity room of his club.
The day before the school anniversary, Wen Ning finally finished the competition and returned to school. As soon as he heard about this, he put down his luggage and came to find Fang Qing.
"Fang Qing, your president is back and is downstairs!"
After several days of continuous troubles, Fang Qing caught a cold and was sweating under the quilt. When he heard this, his headache no longer felt good and he ran downstairs wrapped in his thick cotton-padded jacket.
"Brother Ning!"
Fang Qing jumped into Wen Ning's arms at once. The biting cold air on his nose and the familiar smell of Wen Ning finally filled Fang Qing's lonely heart.
"Why did you come back just now? It's been almost twenty days..."
Wen Ning hugged the person tightly in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and used his hands as a comb to gently smooth Fang Qing's long hair. His usually cold face was now filled with a satisfied smile.
"Sorry, there was a problem at the last minute, so the game time has been extended. Are you waiting anxiously?"
Hearing the teasing in Wen Ning's words, Fang Qing would have changed the subject and not answered in the past, but today she just nodded obediently.
"Yeah, I missed you."
Wen Ning didn't expect Fang Qing to answer so bluntly. He was stunned for a moment, and then his ears turned red visibly, until the red spread to his face.
Seeing that he hadn't made any movement for a long time, Fang Qing thought that he hadn't heard her. She wanted to look up and say it again, but Wen Ning held her tightly in his arms.
"Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?"
"Ahem, it's okay, it's a little cold, let me hold you for a while."
(End of this chapter)
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