The expressions of the director of the Qinghe City Welfare Institute and several logistics management personnel were probably like ordinary people squatting next to the computer and watching programmers write code.

Qi Lin, Pan Xiaofu and Wu Ziyao are the main force of the refiners of Xenodu Company.

A week ago, they received a document asking them to learn and be responsible for the installation of the space building.

After a few days of study, the three of them, who had been immersed in refining runes for several years, quickly mastered this installation method that was not very difficult.

Among them, Wu Ziyao is the main force, and Qi Lin and Pan Xiaofu provide him with assistance.

Moving a model of the building to a small room vacated by the welfare institute in advance, closing the door, Wu Ziyao took out the color painting paint allocated to him by the company from the boat-shaped watermelon cart.

Countless times they have practiced drawing, and their control over the lines is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Let them copy the paintings, the degree of simulation is very high, whether it is the characters, birds and beasts, natural scenery, are lifelike.

As a scholar among this group of refiners, Wu Ziyao's painting ability surpasses others.

Of course, the fact that the finished painting is realistic does not mean that it is more artistically than that of a professional painter.

Wu Ziyao's drawing pen dipped in black paint, and began to concentrate on painting on the flat iron door of the welfare home, which had been painted white in advance.

The small room with the architectural model is a newly built dormitory building in the welfare institute a few years ago, the room is not large, three meters five times four meters, the total area is fourteen square meters, the layout is very similar to the ordinary student dormitory, the welfare house is a little older children, four people are a room, there is an independent washing room.

Today, the shelf bed in this room has been removed, and the room is empty, except for a table on which a model of a milk fruit dormitory building is placed.

There are fifteen such rooms, all of which are dedicated to these milk and fruit models. The rooms are on all floors and are not together.

The children who originally lived here could only be temporarily squeezed into other rooms.

Wu Ziyao's painting speed was extremely fast, and in less than half an hour, the outline of the pattern on the door was formed.

Qi Lin and Pan Xiaofu, on the wooden table provided by the courtyard, buried their heads in drawing a kind of rune about one foot square.

"It's actually a panda?" An employee of the welfare institute standing next to him was originally arranged to help the company today, carrying heavy objects, serving meals, and pouring tea, but unexpectedly, he watched a cute panda gradually take shape.

Wu Ziyao's last stroke fell on the pointed teeth of the panda, a cute national treasure, holding a big bamboo shoot, grinning his teeth, and gnawing off the skin of the bamboo shoot.

The tip of the pen left from the door panel, and as soon as Wu Ziyao turned around, Qi Lin immediately handed him a drawn paper rune.

Wu Ziyao took it and pasted it on the door frame.

One by one, the runes are self-glued and self-glued, and the door frame is pasted in a whole circle, densely packed, covering the entire door frame.

The employee of the welfare institute standing next to him blinked his eyes incredulously, and kept reaching out and rubbing his eyes, as if he saw that there was a flowing light on these lines of paper, constantly throwing it at the panda on the door.

The national treasure, which was already very realistic, became more agile and lively, as if in the next second, saliva flowed out of its big mouth, biting out a big gap in the tender bamboo shoots.

Wu Ziyao, Qi Lin and Pan Xiaofu finally put down the drawing pen in their hands, some tense emotions relaxed slightly, sat down and began to drink the tea provided by the welfare home.

The others were attracted by the scene on the door, and after the three of them finished their tea, they did not waste time, but each took out his own materials, concentrated on them, and studied them against time.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, there was a flash of light on the door, and a circle of cyan flames rose from the edge of the door frame, and the flames burned rapidly, and in only four or five seconds, the square paper pasted around the door frame was completely burned clean.

"Ah!" Because Wu Ziyao had been painting for a long time, and the dean who had returned to the office happened to come out to check the situation, the old man who was about to retire pointed to the national treasure on the door with some trembling hands and feet and said, "The panda is moving!"

Wu Ziyao and the three of them looked up at the same time, and they all smiled when they saw the panda shaking their heads and gnawing on bamboo shoots.

This giant panda hand-painted by Wu Ziyao has changed from a picture to an animation, and it comes to life in an instant.

Qi Lin couldn't speak, and Wu Ziyao didn't like to talk, so almost all of them were Pan Xiaofu communicating with people: she explained loudly, "Dean, don't be afraid, this is the dormitory access control." ”

"Huh?"

"Well, it's the door god of the dormitory, haha, I think it's like the portrait of the fat lady at the entrance to Harry Potter's Gryffindor Castle. Although Pan Xiaofu is an orphan, he is a cheerful personality and a girl who has not yet reached adulthood.

After the portrait of the panda moved, Wu Ziyao put down the information and began to draw a complex circular pattern on the paper.

This kind of painting pattern is much less difficult than the rune pattern for refining seeds, so he completed it quickly and handed it to Pan Xiaofu.

Pan Xiaofu took the paper and said to the stunned staff of the welfare home: "Can you please ask Mr. Zhou to help make a basin of water?"

"Ahh The employee of the welfare home moved quickly, and in less than two minutes, he came over with a basin of clean water and placed it on the folding table that had been temporarily moved.

Pan Xiaofu immersed the paper rune in the water in his hand.

As soon as the black and white lines on the rune paper are soaked in water, they continue to seep out a pale green substance, and in half a minute, the rune paper is blank, and the water in the basin turns into a spring-like tender green.

Pan Xiaofu asked the dean to dip his hand into the basin.

As soon as the palms of both hands entered the basin, the water dyed green turned into a gentle vortex, and after about three minutes, the water in the basin returned to clear and colorless, but in the hands of the dean, there was no change.

"What's going on?"

"Dean, now that you are the manager of this dormitory room, you only need to communicate with Fat Da on the door to make students eligible to enter the room. The person you grant can have a room of their own in the dormitory building in the room, and they can communicate with Fatda and set the password of the room by themselves. ”

Pan Xiaofu explained to the dean in detail how to use the room, and the dean was dizzy when he heard it, so he had to ask her to make a written material and study it slowly for herself.

Pan Xiaofu readily agreed.

Anyway, the three of them have to be stationed in the welfare home for the past few days, complete the tasks assigned by the company, and complete the installation of these fifteen dormitory buildings.

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In the Liquor Valley, the Juhua Puting where Lin Zeng's family was riding was ready to take off and head towards their first destination, Laolin in Northeast China.

Lin Xiyuan, who had taken leave and didn't have to go to kindergarten, was holding a big meat bun and listening intently to Jiang Hua read him a storybook.

"At the end of the corridor hangs a portrait of a very wealthy woman dressed in pink. 'Password?' she said. 'Dragon' Percy said......"

"Wow! I like Gryffindor, but I don't like fat woman portraits, I like fat Da!" Lin Xiyuan said loudly with a meaty mouth.

"Little Cannonball, you've asked us to read this book to you a third time, what do you think of another one?"

"Don't, don't, I'm going to listen!"