They didn't even know how to tie the wire and canvas tightly, so they could only put them up circle by circle based on their feel.
But in the end, either it was too tight, causing the entire pergola to shift, or the branches were broken in the middle, causing a corner to collapse completely.
I finally managed to solve this problem.
The problem of foundation arose again.
This place is located on the mountainside, so the wind speed is not very high, but it is definitely not low either.
The shed they built would collapse immediately if the wind speed increased slightly.
Even if it luckily doesn't collapse, it will still look like a candle in the wind, shaky and ready to fall from a distance.
If he really let his classmates rest here, he guaranteed that he would be beaten up by them.
On the other hand, Xia Yue's tent group seemed to be even worse than his own.
Until now, an object that could barely take shape and resemble a tent has not appeared.
I saw them wielding iron wire and nylon rope.
But the canvas was still piled on the ground, without any change.
At this moment, the class monitor suddenly felt very tired.
He looked up at the sky with sad eyes.
I feel like this group of poor students are really going to have to sleep on the streets today.
Then he looked at the 'tools' that were still piled together.
Suddenly I felt a sense of "I only regret not having read enough books when I need them."
He felt that if they could really master some knowledge, today would not be so difficult...
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