Wang Liqing sat on the chair and played with the model car boringly, and after a while, his nephew Xiaotong entered the house with his little short legs.

"Uncle, why haven't you come back to accompany me recently?" , Wang Tong raised his bun face, and looked at Wang Liqing with big eyes aggrieved.

Wang Liqing learned from Wang Tong and made the same expression: "I'm sorry, little boy, my uncle has been busy lately." ”

"Uncle, are you busy talking about girlfriends?" , Wang Tong blinked.

"......", Wang Liqing thought of An Miao at once, and was stunned.

"I didn't ...... No, kid, you're only in the second grade, who told you all these things? ”

Wang Liqing pretended to be serious, but his eyes were a little erratic, he ...... He also wants to, but, harm~

"It's me at the same table, she told me that her brother hasn't played with her since he had a girlfriend, I don't want this, uncle, you have to play with me forever." , Wang Tong's face became sad as he spoke, and he began to cry.

"Little boy, boys don't flick when they have tears, you are still not a little man?" Wang Liqing raised his hand and hugged him on his lap as he spoke.

Wiping the tears from his little face: "Haven't you always liked to watch Tutu's cartoons?" He always says that he is a little man, how did you behave today? ”

Wang Tong stopped his tears and began to sob: "I don't cry, uncle, you're right, I'm a little man, and a man can't cry." ”

Wang Liqing put him down and played with him with the building blocks, and after a while, he heard him laugh and forgot everything just now.

When he was tired of playing, he came to him: "Uncle, how many years were you born?" ”

"I'm ninety-five."

"Ninety-five, ninety-five?" Wang Tong's voice was soft, and he began to convert the year with difficulty, "2095? ”

The year in which Wang Tong wrote his diary was 20 years, so it is natural to think that the year at the beginning of his uncle's birth was 20 years.

Wang Liqing was stunned when he held the block, and the block also fell on his crossed leg.

"1995." , Wang Liqing from the future finally explained helplessly.

"1995." , Wang Tong read it out slowly, probably thinking that this was too far away from him.

Harm~ Wang Liqing is used to his nephew's inexplicable questions.

"Okay, we're tired of playing, it's time to do your homework, have you brought it?" , he himself does not like to study, but he can't delay his nephew.

"Uncle, I brought it, but can I write it in your house? If not, I can still ask you. Wang Tong pulled the corner of Wang Liqing's clothes and kissed him.

"Yes...... It's okay~", although it is a second-grade question, Wang Liqing is still a little cowardly, but he still can't bear to refuse his nephew.

Wang Tong took his homework and ran over, and Wang Liqing sat next to him and played with his mobile phone.

After a while, Wang Tong raised his head: "Uncle, how do you do this?" ”

Wang Liqing looked down: Hey, old man, how many buses do you take to People's Park? (Change this to a polite sentence and use your imagination to write a short essay of about 100 words.) )

Wang Liqing thought about it, in order to have more common topics with An Miao in the future, he has been watching British movies and translated films, and he wants to work hard to get rid of his second-rate temperament, hoping to be a gentleman, even if it is pretending.

He thought for a moment and said to his nephew, "Oh my God, hello, this old gentleman, look at my damn memory, I forgot how many buses I had to take to get to People's Park, if you don't mind, oh, I mean if, yes, yes, you can tell me, which car should I take to get to this damn People's Park?" For God's sake, I'm sure you won't refuse to give this poor lost man a helping hand. ”

Wang Liqing felt that he was simply too talented, looking at this Shakespearean tone.

"Uncle, why do you use 'damn this', my teacher said that dead words are rude, I don't understand it." , Wang Tong looked at his uncle's face in confusion.

"Little boy, when did Uncle lie to you, don't worry, this is polite, listen to me, it won't be wrong." , Wang Liqing smiled and rubbed Wang Tong's hair.

Looking at the confident look on the uncle's face, Wang Tong seemed to understand: Yes, the uncle will not lie to me.

His eyes couldn't help but become clear again: "Mmmm, I know Uncle, what about the polite sentence?" ”

"Well, it's easy, you just write, oh, damn old man, tell me to take a few buses to People's Park, or I'll kick you in the ass with Aunt Susan's deerskin boots!" , Wang Liqing touched his nose with his hand: "Do you understand, little boy?" ”

"I understand, uncle, but I can't write some words!" , Wang Tong scratched his head anxiously.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just don't know how to use pinyin." , Wang Liqing felt that he was very successful in tutoring his nephew's homework.

****

Yan Ting was working on documents all morning, and finally stopped to eat at noon, thinking that although all the students in the class had passed the preliminary practical course of architecture, and there were no failed courses, but the grades were generally not high, so he decided to assign a small homework during the holiday.

Yan Ting is a man of action, and he made an announcement thinking about it: Students, in view of the fact that everyone's grades are not satisfactory this time, in order to consolidate the foundation, we will assign a small task during the holiday, please see the group file for detailed requirements.

After two more quick bites, I went into the office.

In the morning, Meng Mei had been busy, so she didn't log on to the official website to check the results, she knew how many catties and taels she had, and combined with the disagreement with Yan Ting at that time, this cool rhythm couldn't be more obvious.

Finally, when it's time to rest, after thinking about it, forget it, what can't you face? Whatever the outcome, she can afford it.

In the morning, most of the students had already checked their grades, so when Mei Mei logged in to the website, she was not stuck at all.

Fill in the school number: 2348195629

Passcode: dm123456.

I opened the final grade for the second half of the semester like a dead heart.

89？ Bad ones are already hallucinating to seek self-comfort? Weakly wiped his eyes and continued to look at the screen.

WOC, is it really 89? If it weren't too dirty, Mei Mei would be so excited that she would like to kiss the phone screen now.

Thinking about her previous behavior, Meng Mei felt that she was very prejudiced against Yan Ting, but she really couldn't help it, and she didn't want to have the feeling of a mouse meeting a cat.

Forget it, try to keep a normal attitude when you meet Yan Ting in the future, besides, he is her boss now, so he can't see him a few times, and if he is not a teacher, he won't be able to see him in the future.

Hey, hey, hey~ Will the boss still work for others?

After exiting the website, I wanted to report the good news to my roommate, and decisively logged in to the woman who was dominated by the drawing.

Erha Crazy Mei: Baby, let me tell you good news, my building is not hanging at first, and I don't have to worry about it all day long, hahahaha goose

Abstinence Crazy Pearl: Plum, should I bless you? Or are we all miserable?

Erha Crazy Mei: What's wrong? I can wither trees and bloom in this grade, what else can be difficult for us?

Temperament Mad Boy: You ignorant child, our class has exploded, don't you know, dear?

Erha Crazy Mei: I don't know, what's wrong? I turned on Do Not Disturb before and forgot to turn it off.

Abstinence Crazy Beads: Teacher Yan left us a final gift package

Erha Crazy Mei: What, he's just too good to us! What a gift, looking forward to looking forward to it (=^▽^=)

Home Crazy Miao: It's homework, we have to do models during the holidays

Erha Crazy Mei: MD let me die, don't stop me

Ascetic Crazy Bead: Don't worry, sister, I won't stop you, we are going to die heroically, you can see first and ask for it before you die

Erha Crazy Mei: Zhu, what you are talking about now is that I am simply a trembling heart and trembling hands

Thinking about the final homework and the final gift package in the group, Meng Mei just thought that this was a task assigned by Yan Ting, and she felt that it would not be easy. She is still her teacher, and her expectations have been disappointed.

However, the reality is only getting harsher......

After opening the group file, just looking at the words on the task book is a lot. After reading through it, the core task is quite clear, and it can be summarized as:

Making a one-bedroom apartment: designing a living room interior space with simple functions, including functional zoning, space organization, flow design, space limitation and the creation of the necessary indoor atmosphere

1. A rectangular space with an area of 3000mx3600mm, a floor height of 500mm, and self-determined doors and windows;

2. It is suitable for one person to live and has a reception. Sleep, rest, study and other functions

5. Be able to clearly express design ideas

6. Floor plan: 1:25, 2 pieces; Section elevations: 1:25, 2; Perspective: 1 piece, partial close-up, customized

7. Model photo, 1:10

8. Sheet: A2; Expression method: ink line to talk about color

These are relatively simple, nothing more than making a model and then drawing, and the house is not big, just ten square meters equivalent to the size of a bedroom, although it will take a long time, but at least you can get your hands on it.

But what the hell is that key tip below? Although she understands every big red letter, she doesn't want to understand it at all.

"Please be sure not to use the materials used to make models (foam board, plexiglass, wood boards, etc.), and use the waste items around you to make them, use their imagination, create, and save resources."

Ah Xi, Meng Mei really doesn't know what materials she can use to innovate, why does Yan Ting think of everything?

Meng Mei thinks that this homework TM is more difficult than the final exam, at least the exam can still draw and focus on knowing the scope of the exam, which is really only by thinking.

Meng Mei looked down again at the way the assignment was submitted, MD just took a photo is not enough, and at the same time took a video of the model and introduced the functional partition of the model she made.

Now Meng Mei just felt that the good impression of Yan Ting just in the afternoon was lost in an instant, and the person who can assign this kind of homework is simply the legendary best teacher.

And it's a little ...... It's a bit of a pretty thing.