Chapter 13 Group Collaboration, Making Blackboards
After the lecture, everyone in Class T walked towards the classroom, their faces beaming and in good mood.
Since I traveled through time, I have never felt as happy as I do today.
Zhu Lan really made everyone proud!
"That Zhao Wenyuan thought that by stealing the manuscript he could embarrass Lan Lan, but he ended up shooting himself in the foot. I am dying of laughter!"
Qiao Youyou told everyone what happened in Qingya Garden with great joy, and she bent over with laughter when she mentioned Zhao Wenyuan's expression.
"As expected of Professor Zhu, he is different!"
"Of course, my Lanlan is the best!"
"Junior brothers and sisters, wait for me——"
A panting voice was heard, and everyone turned around to see Ding Xiaoqiu running towards them.
Ding Xiaoqiu ran behind them every morning and had already become familiar with this group of people.
"Run slower, don't fall!" Xu Shiming shouted at him.
Ding Xiaoqiu came up to them, took a deep breath, and expressed his desire to join the daily lectures of the Ding class.
He smiled sheepishly:
"You are all so amazing. If I don't hurry up, I'm afraid that after the exam next month, I will be relegated to the T-class and become your junior..."
Everyone laughed, and Xu Shiming joked:
"It's okay. It's not shameful to be our junior brother. Really."
After all, in modern times, they are the best who have been selected from among thousands of people.
I can’t guarantee anything else, but I do have some confidence in my studies!
Zhu Lan also welcomed Ding Xiaoqiu. After all, Ding Xiaoqiu was a senior student at Longchang Academy and was very familiar with various examination systems. With his joining, things would be much easier.
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After the lecture at Wulei Pavilion ended, Xiang Wenyuan was so angry that he had no place to vent.
When he passed by Class 4 of Class C, he thought of Ding Xiaoqiu, and a surge of malice suddenly surged in his heart.
I'm in a bad mood, so I might as well take it out on this guy!
He asked his younger brother to call Ding Xiaoqiu out, but was told that Ding Xiaoqiu had gone to look for the students in Class D.
Xiang Wenyuan was so angry that he kicked the stone at his feet away.
"Brother Xiang, don't be angry." The younger brother said flatteringly.
"Think about it, if Zhu Lan passes the T-class next month, wouldn't Ding Eleven become Ding Ten?
I heard that his mother has been bedridden for many years. If she heard that he was relegated to the T-class, would she be so angry that she would vomit blood? Hahaha!"
Xiang Wenyuan thought about it and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
"Ding Shiyi, you can hide from the first day but not the fifteenth.
Hey, next month, I will personally send your class results back home, so you don’t have to thank me too much.”
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Ding Xiaoqiu joined the Ding class, originally just wanting to attend Zhu Lan's class. After all, this junior sister shocked him so much.
The other students in T-Class are so lucky to be in the same class with her!
But it was not until he joined that Ding Xiaoqiu's worldview was completely refreshed again——
I thought they were a bunch of poor students clinging to Junior Sister Zhu, but it turns out they are all kings! ???
What kind of monsters are these T-Class!!!
Even the girl named Xiao Wan, who looked weak and had a mosquito-like voice, had clear ideas and was easy to understand when she was teaching. How could she be a poor student! ?
It turns out that the clown is actually himself!
After deep reflection, Ding Xiaoqiu corrected his attitude and listened to the lecture with humility.
It was Qiao Youyou's turn to go on stage again. When he talked about an abstract point, he gestured in the air for a long time, and finally said irritably:
"Oh, if only there was a blackboard!"
Ding Xiaoqiu was stunned. What is a blackboard?
The other students nodded.
"Indeed, it would be easier to give lectures if there was a blackboard."
"Hey, what's the big deal? Let's just make one!"
Ding Xiaoqiu:?
No, wait a moment.
Am I the only one in the world who doesn’t know what a “blackboard” is?
Ding Xiaoqiu watched helplessly as a group of people ran out of the classroom and started running around busying themselves.
"Here's a board!"
Someone dug out a wooden board half a person's height from the utility room. The board was very heavy, so the other boys hurried over to help.
Zhou Da is a chemical industry tycoon. He stroked his chin and studied the wooden board: "The surface is too rough. It needs to be polished, and then paint and paraffin are needed to make a surface coating."
Zhu Lan thought about it and realized that several courtyards in Longchang Academy were being renovated recently, and those carpenters should have varnish.
As for paraffin, maybe ordinary wax can be used instead, as there are plenty of candles in the academy.
So he went with Qiao Youyou and others to look for materials.
“Haha, it feels like I’m back to the days of doing group assignments!”
Everyone was laughing and joking while they worked. You carried the wooden boards and I handed over the tools, and we worked together very well.
Ding Xiaoqiu was stunned and stood there, feeling a little at a loss as to what to do.
Soon, varnish and wax were found, and the burrs on the surface of the wooden board were basically removed.
But what if the wood is too light in color?
Qiao Youyou tilted her head and thought for a while, then turned around, picked up a dish of ink and poured it on the wooden board, and it immediately turned into a "blackboard".
"Isn't that enough?"
Other students: …
When it comes to simplicity and brutality, you have to choose!
However, due to limited conditions, this is all we can do.
Everyone worked together to paint the wooden board black with ink.
Next, Zhou Da used a brush to calculate the blending ratio on paper.
Ding Xiaoqiu was curious and leaned over to take a look. He had never seen any of the small patterns on the paper before.
What are you doing, drawing talismans?
After Zhou Da melted the materials according to the proportions, he carefully applied them on the wooden board with a small shovel and scraped it flat.
Varnish has good adhesion and durability, can make the writing clearer, and is also easy to erase.
Adding some wax can enhance the smoothness of the surface and make the chalk dust easier to wipe off.
“Chalk, time to do chalk!”
Someone reminded everyone, and they were about to go find materials when they saw Chang Yunxiao and Qin Yuwei coming over.
I don't know where they went just now.
Chang Yunxiao is a loner with a very low presence in class and rarely talks to others.
We have been classmates for three years, but he always feels like he is not familiar with anyone. All we know is that after traveling through time, his father is a coroner.
Chang Yunxiao had a cold expression. He placed several hard paper tubes rolled into the thickness of fingers on the ground, then walked away without saying a word.
Qin Yuwei smiled and said:
"When you were busy just now, I saw Yunxiao rolling up a paper tube alone, so I helped find some gypsum powder and lime powder, mixed them with water and poured them in. Now it's almost solidified, so use it as chalk."
Zhou Da suggested adding some talcum powder, which is not difficult to find.
"Good boy, Yunxiao is doing great things quietly!"
"When it comes to playing games, you two are perfect assists!!"
"Too strong, my brother Chang and sister Qin are yyds!"
Qin Yuwei accepted the flattery with a smile, and Chang Yunxiao just nodded slightly, as cool as usual.
Ding Xiaoqiu's weak voice sounded:
"Um... look, can this be used?"
He was holding a small "stand" in his hand, which was actually several wooden sticks spliced together, just right for supporting the blackboard.
Ding Xiaoqiu blushed and looked at them nervously, afraid that she would be laughed at.
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