Besides, where did such a big jar come from? I haven’t seen it in school. Sun Ye scratched her head. It couldn’t be poured over, could it? She couldn’t do such a wasteful thing. Her brain was still normal and not broken.
If the tank doesn't work, then the next best option is to buy a bucket. One bucket might not be enough, so at least buy two.
This pot of water needs to sit for an hour or so. Put the thermos in your cabinet and lock it carefully.
He took out his small wallet and counted out forty cents with great pain. These forty cents were a huge sum of money for Sun Ye.
Sure enough, it hurts to use your own money and you will be reluctant to do so.
I put it in my pocket and hurried to the canteen. There was such a treasure in the dormitory, and if I didn't hurry, the snack would be in jeopardy.
Not many people go to the dormitory on weekdays, but it’s better to be safe than sorry.
She can't afford the gamble!
There were fewer people on weekends, so Sun Ye quickly bought two buckets with lids. They were a little expensive, as they were solid wooden barrels.
It was a bit heavy for an ordinary person to carry, and Sun Ye didn't care about her image as a delicate woman. She ran very fast with one in each hand and didn't notice Lin Qianjin's shouting from afar.
I went to the water room to rinse myself clean, then went straight back to the dormitory and closed the door again.
He had no regrets about giving Guo Jianwu and Sun Ye a drop of diluted fountain water. Seriously speaking, they had been together for almost seven or eight years, and they were like brothers, even though they were not real brothers.
Sun Ye has always been very generous to his own people and those he approves of, although he is a bit stingy on weekdays.
The wooden barrel is placed under the table, and now it’s time to pack the salt water bottle.
He found an A4 paper from the desk, and then took out an ink bottle and a brush, dipped it in ink, and filled the brush with ink.
Rolling up the sleeves with one hand without dragging them down is just a ritual and has no use.
He held his breath, his legs naturally moving apart, and gently swung his wrist holding the brush. The tip of the brush touched the paper, smudged out strokes of thick ink and color.
Brush painting requires finishing the work in one go without any pause in between. Sun Ye sketches each stroke according to what is in his mind.
At the end, there was a heavy pause, and a huge ink dot appeared, which was strangely and harmoniously with the whole painting.
He dipped the brush in ink once more and wrote the name of the potion in flamboyant cursive script: Healing Holy Water.
The words and paintings complement each other, a perfect match!
Sun Ye put the brush aside, picked up the calligraphy and painting and admired it leisurely, and gave himself an evaluation that was wild but unrestrained.
I am truly a genius. I have achieved such a high level of skill in my first painting.
All I can say is that Sun Ye’s mother’s filter is too thick. She can praise the mountain not being a mountain, the water not being water, the tree not being a tree, and the calligraphy not being a painting with a clear conscience.
I shook it gently, but the ink was still not dry. I went forward and blew some air on it, which made me dizzy and my brain deprived of oxygen, but the painting remained the same, with no sign of drying at all.
It is possible that Sun Ye was so excited that he became stupid, and his brain was damaged by lack of oxygen. It took him a long time to remember that he could put it on the balcony to dry.
After putting it away, she patted her head and rested for a while. Her head was still dizzy. Fortunately, no one knew what she had done. It was rare to see someone so stupid.
The packaging is now complete, and the next step is bottling, which may not be possible until the evening.
As Sun Ye expected, the diluted fountain of life filled two large buckets. Just one drop filled two large buckets, so the effect must be amazing.
I’m afraid the effect may be too shocking, Sun Ye speculated.
Using glue to stick the dried paper on a transparent salt water bottle makes it look much more upscale. Of course, this is what Sun Ye thinks.
Pour the fountain of water into a full bottle of salt water. That should be enough for Brother Guo, right?
Everything is ready, just waiting to give it to Brother Guo tomorrow.
As soon as Ma Qiuhong came back, she saw the bottle with strange painting on the table and looked away unable to bear to look at it.
I thought to myself, I never realized Sun Ye actually liked this kind of thing, it's so... so speechless.
Sun Ye did not notice Ma Qiuhong's evasive behavior, and was even happy to show his work to Ma Qiuhong.
"Qiuhong, what do you think of this painting? Isn't it absolutely beautiful?"
After a month or two of spending time together day and night, the two finally became a little familiar with each other. It was because Sun Ye was eager to show off his achievements that he spoke.
Ma Qiuhong was speechless and could only nod awkwardly, not knowing what to say in rebuttal, with an embarrassed look on her face.
But Sun Ye was immersed in his own painting world and didn't notice it.
The next morning, Sun Ye wore a piece of clothing with large pockets that could completely hold the bottle of saline.
It was still a little cold in the morning, so Sun Ye ran to the school gate and waited for Lin Qianjin and the others to pick him up. After all, he said he would come to pick him up, and if he went there alone and missed him, it would be a waste of time.
Standing someone up is the most disgusting behavior!
There was also a person who should be a senior student waiting for someone at the school gate. She was dressed very beautifully, with a knitted cardigan, a blouse underneath, and small leather shoes that looked so nice in her.
Sun Ye knew at a glance that the senior sister's family was quite well-off, and that outfit would cost at least a few dollars.
She seemed to have become materialistic. Sun Ye shook his head and smiled, saying that it was because of life's pressure.
He touched the bottle of saline in his pocket, raised his head and looked at the road on the left as if he had noticed something.
Two people were riding bicycles towards this side. Sun Ye stepped forward and said, "Finally, you're here."
Someone beside him also said, "Finally, it's here."
They were both stunned and thought at the same time, could this also be a farewell gathering for Brother Guo?
"You're all here, that's great. No need to wait, come up and go."
The senior student walked to the back of Lin Qianjin's bike very naturally, lifted her feet slightly, and sat sideways on the back of the bike.
Sun Ye took out the gift he had carefully prepared and handed it to Guo Jianwu.
"Brother Guo, I heard you're joining the army. Soldiers are bound to get into fights and fall, so they'll always have some wounds and injuries. This is the special medicine I brought from home. It's really good for healing injuries and recuperating..."
The packaging made Guo Jianwu doubt whether it was really that effective. It was obvious that Sun Ye got it from somewhere.
Sun Ye felt very pleased when she saw Guo Jianwu's eyes lingering on the packaging. It seemed that Brother Guo was shocked by her masterpiece.
"Isn't this painting particularly exquisite? It's hard to find in the world."
Sun Ye spoke proudly, thinking that Brother Guo had good vision.
Before Guo Jianwu could say anything, Lin Qianjin, who had peeked over, exclaimed, "What a truly extraordinary painting! I've never seen anything like it before!"
The key point is that "peerless painting" sounds sarcastic, in short, it is a word of praise.
"Leaf, where did you get this? I can draw a few strokes with my eyes closed, and they are more charming than this..."
Sun Ye looked at Lin Qianjin in disbelief, and said with trembling hands, "Say it again?"
"I said I can do it with my eyes closed..." The voice at the end became smaller and smaller under Sun Ye's angry glare until it disappeared.
"Brother Guo, what do you think?"
Sun Ye breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't believe what Lin Qianjin said, but considering his eccentric personality, it was understandable that he would say such things. She didn't blame him.
Facing Sun Ye's eager eyes, he couldn't tell the real truth. Lin Qianjin saw the clues and quickly slapped Guo Jianwu on the shoulder, saying in shock:
"Jianwu, we have to seek truth from facts. Lying is not good, especially white lies, which can hurt people deeply."
"The aesthetic taste of Ye Zi depends on your words, please don't mislead the young people..."
Lin Qianjin was chattering beside him, and Sun Ye, seeing that there was a senior schoolmate next to him, suppressed his urge to punch.
"Brother Lin, can you please say less and not affect other people's judgment?"
Every word he spoke was clearly enunciated, and suppressed anger could be heard from the gnashing of teeth, which made Lin Qianjin shut his mouth.
"Leaf, this packaging is truly extraordinary. Every stroke is vigorous and powerful, yet graceful and lively..."
Lin Qianjin stared at Guo Jianwu talking nonsense with wide eyes and gesturing with his hands. He found it hard to accept that Guo Jianwu actually lied to help Sun Ye.
After listening to this, Sun Ye glanced at Lin Qianjin with a smug look, so arrogant and proud that Lin Qianjin was so angry that he jumped up and down.
“This is…”
"Oh, by the way, this is Sun Ye, Professor Liu's favorite student, and this is Wu Qian, our childhood friend."
The two girls smiled at each other, and Wu Qian said, "So you are Professor Liu's student. Hearing about you is worse than meeting you in person. You are truly extraordinary."
"No way."
Sun Ye put away his aggressive look and maintained a perfect smile, polite yet distant.
"Let's go. Time's almost up. Don't keep that guy waiting for too long, or he'll definitely start nagging you."
The four of them got on the bicycle. Sun Ye saw that the senior student hugged Lin Qianjin's waist tightly, and it seemed that she was afraid of falling.
However, Sun Ye felt that she was declaring ownership and telling Sun Ye that Lin Qianjin had an owner.
The two men didn't notice the secret, perhaps it was the intuition unique to girls.
Sun Ye was at a loss for words. It was truly a daughter's thought. However, she had no such desire and wanted to tell her senior that she was worrying too much.
We soon arrived at the state-owned hotel. The state-owned hotels in the capital were very different from those in the town. The decoration and layout were very different.
Sun Ye didn't show any fear when he walked into the state-owned hotel, as if entering state-owned hotels was a common thing for him, which made Wu Qian look at him with respect.
She knew that Sun Ye came from a small place. After all, the fact that Professor Liu had accepted a student was known to everyone in the compound, and everyone wanted to see Sun Ye.
At least she wasn't disappointed.
Sun Ye was led to a private room with a very elegant name, Wenzhu.
There was also a painting of bamboo in ink hanging inside, which was indeed much better than the ones she had casually created. There was a man sitting there with his feet up, idly sitting there. When he heard the door open, he clasped his hands together, raised his eyelids a little, and said:
"Look, I'm already full, that's why you're coming so slowly..."
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