The warehouse of the archaeological site is a simple board room that has been erected temporarily, it looks small, and when you open it, you find that it is full of pits and grains and piles of archaeological tools, which are classified and neatly stacked. Wen Xiaoman listened to Zhong Sheng's instructions and rummaged around.

handles, brushes, knee pads, Wen Xiaoman counted them one by one: "Eh, there are not enough gloves." ”

"Huh?" Zhong Sheng put down the shovel in his hand and carefully searched the warehouse, "It seems that there is really no more." He muttered.

"It can't be helped. Zhong Sheng pursed his lower lip helplessly, "You can use this pair first." With that, he took a spare pair of gloves from the inside pocket of his jacket and handed it to her.

Wen Xiaoman took it with sincere fear, only to find that Zhong Sheng's gaze fell on her feet.

"Your pants ......," Zhong Sheng said with a little hesitation.

Wen Xiaoman took a step back and stared at her pants, she wore a pair of quick-drying pants from an outdoor brand today, and it stands to reason that there should be nothing wrong with her.

Zhong Sheng looked at her with gloves in one hand and a few brushes in the other, looking at him blankly. He sighed, squatted down, pulled his already tight trouser legs out of his hiking boots, tightened them again, and while fixing them with his laces, he said slowly: "There is a lot of floating soil in the construction site, you must remember to wear a pair of stockings next time, and put the trouser legs in the hiking boots......"

Wen Xiaoman was stunned in an instant, and hurriedly leaned down and tidied up his trouser legs.

Zhong Sheng immediately got out of the way, and after seeing that she had cleaned up, he slowly straightened up and said with a little relief: "Well, this is a bit of an archaeological look." ”

With that, he picked up a few shovels and turned around to signal Wen Xiaoman to follow.

Wen Xiaoman looked at the tall and thin back, and couldn't help clenching the pair of coarse linen gloves, and his fingertips could still feel the slight warmth.

She measured the figure in her field of vision with her fingers, squinted and thought, "Well, this person seems to be not bad."

When they returned to the construction site, several other interns also arrived, counting Wen Xiaoman, there were a total of five interns this time.

Zhong Sheng recognized the person's name, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Master the basic field archaeological skills, work in a team of two people and cooperate with the archaeological team members." Wen Xiaoman stayed, and the others started. ”

Wen Xiaoman was stunned and looked at Zhong Sheng at a loss: "What about me?"

Zhong Sheng shoved her with a shovel and pointed to a corner of the archaeological site: "Do you see that trolley? Your job is to load the miscellaneous soil cleaned up by the explorer into the trolley and transport it out of the construction site ......."

"What?!" Wen Xiaoman resisted the urge to blurt out dirty and said in disbelief.

"Archaeology is no small matter, your work is very significant, let's get started. After Zhong Sheng said lightly, he turned around and looked down.

Wen Xiaoman froze in place for a full ten minutes.

She even thinks this person is good?

Hehe.

The worst decision in her life was to knock him out with a shovel without knocking him out with a shovel.

In fact, the archaeological team has specially hired migrant workers to do heavy physical work such as transporting miscellaneous soil.

However, since Zhong Sheng said so, it was clear that he wanted to embarrass her.

Wen Xiaoman gritted his teeth, thought about it and resigned himself to find the trolley. In her twenty-three years of life, this is the first time she is so eager to learn excavators.

Fortunately, Wen Xiaoman only used to transport the sand in the area where Zhong Sheng worked, and there was no other good way, just a small amount of many times. She tried a few times, but she also mastered some skills, and after becoming proficient, it was really not as laborious as she imagined.

The migrant workers in the past were also kind-hearted, and they couldn't see such a little girl running away again and again, and sometimes they helped along the way, Wen Xiaoman couldn't shirk it, and thanked him very sincerely. It's just that under the comparison between the two sides, it seems that the cold-hearted and cold-faced Zhong Sheng is more and more sinister.

Even so, at the end of the day, Wen Xiaoman's two arms were like lead, and he sat on the ground, even feeling hard to breathe.

It was approaching dusk, the sky was getting dark, and the day's work at the archaeological site had begun to wrap up.

Wen Xiaoman struggled to stand up, just wanted to finish pushing the last cart of soil quickly, and then climbed back on the bed and lay down, immediately, immediately!

The miscellaneous soil excavated at the archaeological site cannot be piled up at will, and Wen Xiaoman must transport it to the designated location, because after the archaeological exploration is over, these miscellaneous soil will be used again to backfill the exploration party.

Wen Xiaoman pushed the earth-truck, halfway through, only to feel dizzy and floating, she leaned over and took a deep breath several times before slowly relieving.

After resting for a long time, she pushed the cart again, and at this moment, a hand reached over from the side, grabbed the grip on one side, and helped Wen Xiaoman push it together.

"The first archaeological work I was involved in was bulldozing. It was a summer practice, and I tried my best to transfer to the archaeological team that my mother was in charge of. At that time, I was indeed young and frivolous, and I wanted to show my skills in front of my mother, but who wanted my mother to kick me into the construction team and push the soil for a whole week before letting me enter the exploration party. ”

The velvety light of the sunset fell on Zhong Sheng's side face, softening his past cold eyebrows and rendering a faint warmth.

"It's also a loss for this week, which has rubbed off my impetuousness, archaeology is the most taboo impatient, don't be in a hurry, let's take our time. ”

Wen Xiaoman was stunned, hesitated for a long time, and asked tentatively: "So, I also have to push it for a week?"

Zhong Sheng smiled: "You can finish today's push first." ”

The trolley stopped steadily, and Wen Xiaoman poured the soil in the cart into the mound. She turned around and stretched out a dirt-stained hand to Zhong Sheng next to her.

Zhong Sheng smiled and extended a hand.

Who knew that Wen Xiaoman changed direction in the air, and slapped his hands fiercely with Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng shook his slightly numb hand and said in surprise, "I thought you were going to shake hands." ”

"You know, I did it on purpose. Wen Xiaoman was so tired that he couldn't breathe, and said with grinning teeth.

"Tsk, I was going to inform you to come over tomorrow to be my assistant......"

Zhong Sheng saw Wen Xiaoman's stunned and deformed face with satisfaction, he suddenly straightened his spine, his shoulders were broad, and he said solemnly: "Reacquaint yourself, I am Zhong Sheng." ”

"Wen Xiaoman. She laughed too.

"Wen Xiaoman, archaeology welcomes you. ”

In the setting sun, two hands stained with sand clasped tightly.

When Wen Xiaoman returned to the dormitory, his roommate Tian Xin was lying in bed complaining about how poor the 4G network speed was.

This time, five interns, three men and two women, were all arranged to live in the workers' dormitory of the winery, four rooms, although the furniture is old, but compared to other archaeological teams, the conditions are already top-notch - this is all from Tian Xin, just moved into the dormitory, the girl screamed and amazed for half an hour, according to her recollection, she once went to the internship as an undergraduate, but lived in a brick house, even the toilet is open-air.

Wen Xiaoman and Tian Xin's room was not full, only the two of them. Regarding Wen Xiaoman's arrival, Tian Xin had the greatest friendliness to strangers: "Sister Xiaoman, fortunately I have you, otherwise I would have to live alone, and it will be more infiltrating at night." When learning the results of the dormitory allocation, Tian Xin said.

In fact, she and Tian Xin have just met, Tian Xin is a freshman in the Department of Archaeology, young and familiar, but it is not difficult to get along.

Wen Xiaoman took a quick shower, with a towel wrapped around his head, and plunged into the quilt, not even having the strength to wipe his hair.

"Hey, Sister Xiaoman, why is Mr. Zhong so strict with you, the last internship interview was the longest time to keep you. Tian Xin looked at Wen Xiaoman with a curious expression.

"Who knows, maybe you can't get used to me. Wen Xiaoman replied lazily.

"Hmm......" Tian Xin didn't know how to comfort Wen Xiaoman, scratched her head and said, "Oh, it's normal for a male god like Teacher Zhong to have a bad temper, Sister Xiaoman, look at it." ”

"What, do you like Zhong Sheng?"

"Wow, who is Zhong Sheng, the youngest archaeologist in China, a handsome man and a strong professional, you go to the Department of Archaeology to inquire, which girl doesn't like him, it's simply the dream of 90,000 archaeology girls!" Tian Xin became very energetic when he mentioned Zhong Sheng, and talked endlessly about Wen Xiaoman

"Is there such an exaggeration?" Wen Xiaoman didn't believe it.

Tian Xin suddenly took out a book from under the pillow and held it up in front of Wen Xiaoman's face, Wen Xiaoman squinted, it seemed to be the basic textbook of this archaeology major.

"Isn't this a professional book, what do you want me to read?" she disagreed.

"Oh, Sister Xiaoman, look here......" said, when Tian Xin opened the title page of the textbook, just a few lines of editor's introduction, a square inch of photos, but Wen Xiaoman was slightly distracted.

It turned out to be Zhong Sheng.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on the page. Zhong Sheng in the photo is younger than now, his brows are wrinkled, and he even has the childishness of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

No wonder Tian Xin will look at it for ten thousand years, Zhong Sheng, who is wearing a white shirt, has a face of first love.

"You don't know, I went to the Internet to flip through Zhong Sheng's photos, it's really amazing, it's very handsome to take any shots, especially compared to other old professors......" Tian Xin said while flipping through his phone.

Suddenly, she seemed to see something on her mobile phone, and sat up from the bed suddenly: "Sister Xiaoman, do you know what happened in the previous period of our school?" Tian Xin's eyes flashed with gossip, and she couldn't wait to communicate with her.

Wen Xiaoman's heart sank, and he still asked quietly, "What's the matter?"

"Just a few days ago, oh yes, on the day of the total lunar eclipse, you didn't read our school's official WeChat push. It is said that a news article about the total lunar eclipse was pushed, and at the end of the article, a lot of WeChat screenshots were posted, and the content was quite exciting......"

"Yes, I don't usually read WeChat pushes. Wen Xiaoman turned her back to Tian Xin, her hands clenched involuntarily, and the light rain outside the window had a dripping sound, she listened, and was unconsciously wrapped in the chill in the rain.

"Hey, I didn't look at it either, and by the time I heard that I went to see it, the article had already been deleted. Tian Xin said with a look of pity.

Wen Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, stood up and flipped through the hair dryer, and lightly picked up the topic: "What have you heard?"

"It's a relationship problem......

Wen Xiaoman turned on the hair dryer and turned it to high level, and the hum of the hair dryer gradually overshadowed Tian Xin's words.