After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Chapter 29 Jealousy

It turned out that the more interesting activity Bai Xu talked about was the cultural relics restoration class set up by the museum for them.

And the clay pots on the long table are imitations for their practice.

"Brother Mu Song, in our group, you can handle the knife."

There is no need for Mu Song to bother, in this project that must be paired into a group, Bai Xu will automatically tie them together.

But at this moment, they arranged the division of labor within the group in a self-talking manner.

Glancing at the "Chief Manager" Bai Xu who said nothing at the moment, Mu Song tried to recall his usual soft and cute appearance, but inexplicably remembered another face.

amount……

Mu Song was a little flustered, worried that his words would come true.

What if, the cute little milk dog, one day in the future, becomes such an arrogant scumbag boss like Lu Yuan...

He was definitely the first to cry and faint in the toilet.

And the little wolf dog in milk fur didn't know that Mu Song would think so.

Instead, he regarded his attention as a compliment for witnessing his "successful transformation".

So, more vigorously.

"Come on, Brother Mu Song, take this and use it in a while to repair the damaged cultural relics."

After receiving the restoration knife from Bai Xu, Mu Song concealed his somewhat complicated mood and turned his attention back to the cultural relics.

Before they operated, the staff of the museum gave a brief sharing and taught them how to operate.

In fact, today's course is more about popular science, so the task of restoration is not difficult.

Just use a repair knife to smear the gaps of the pottery with plaster-like materials to make up for the defects in the shape of the pottery.

"The more difficult thing is to compare the fragments of cultural relics with similar cultural relics of the same period to restore their original appearance, which is similar to making a three-dimensional puzzle."

The researcher of the museum, flipping through the slides, introduced the difficulty of restoration at different levels one by one.

"And like a jigsaw puzzle, the more and smaller the pieces, the more difficult it is to fix.

For example, when this glazed lotus pot was excavated, it was almost broken into hundreds of pieces. It took a whole month for a senior restorer in our museum to complete the restoration. "

Mu Song, who had been listening carefully, suddenly remembered the clay sculpture on Lu Yuan's bedside when he heard this.

At the beginning, the fragments in that place added up, not hundreds, maybe dozens of pieces.

He is a serious cultural relic worker, and it took a month to restore it full-time. What about Lu Yuan?

This dog man, with his heart, is really...

……

Pooh!

What are you figuring out again?

Mu Song gave himself a slap in the bottom of his heart, and stopped the involuntary association in time.

When I came back to my senses, the staff's sharing was over.

"Okay, next, please, students, follow the method I just introduced to repair the pottery at hand."

Mu Song was confused, he didn't hear the most important part, what should I do?

Guilty glanced at Bai Xu, and it happened that the little milk dog was also looking at him, his eyes were full of expectation, as if saying: "It's up to Brother Mu Song! Come on!"

Mu Song: ...

"Ahem, Xiaoxu, it's not interesting for you to just sit, why don't we do it together?"

"Do it together?"

Bai Xu was surprised on his face, but smiled in his heart.

"Brother Mu Song, brother Mu Song, it's a good thing you said this, otherwise, I'm going to call the police!"

After being reminded by Bai Xu, Mu Song realized the discrepancy in his words, and his face turned red.

"Heh...hehe...what are you thinking, kid? I'm talking about restoring cultural relics together."

"Okay, tell me, let me | why?"

"Uh……"

Mu Song wanted to say, why don't you come directly...

But because of the dignity of being a brother, I am really embarrassed to let the children know that he is absent from class and can't do anything right now.

"It doesn't matter what you do. Come on, in order to avoid mistakes, let's review first, the repair is divided into several steps..."

In fact, when it comes to learning fish, a top student is much better than a scumbag.

A scumbag's fishing can be caught at a glance, while a top student is always good at using some high-sounding reasons to fool the past.

Sure enough, the "simple" little milk dog, under the guidance of Mu Song, recounted the previous librarian's sharing in detail.

"Not bad, Xiao Xu! After all, he is a young man, with a really good memory!"

Mu Song's scheme succeeded, he was very relieved, and he spared no effort to praise others.

But after receiving his praise, Bai Xu didn't show any happiness, but just blinked and looked at Mu Song.

"Then what exactly does Brother Mu Song want me to do?"

"Uh……"

After figuring out the repair steps, Mu Song thought it was quite simple, and he could do it by himself.

So, she still couldn't think of what Bai Xu could do to help.

"Or, you can help me by the side. If something is missing, I will trouble you to help find it."

"OK, no problem!"

Bai Xu readily agreed, looking at Mu Song with a smile on his face.

Now, Mu Song felt embarrassed.

In order to cover up his distraction, he turned upside down, talked to himself, and walked the young man around...

He is really not a good big brother, as he should be.

But Mu Song reflected on himself for a long time, and felt that Lu Yuan was still to blame for this matter.

If he hadn't repaired the clay sculpture and made a fool of himself to see it, he wouldn't have been distracted just now.

Hey, what a broom star!

After scolding Lu Yuan secretly in his heart, Mu Song turned his face to Bai Xu, but responded with a warm smile.

"Then work hard, Young Master Bai!"

After speaking, he picked up the sandpaper, and followed the method Bai Xu repeated, and began to carefully polish the contact surface of the gap.

One stroke, two strokes... After many strokes, the cracked surface of the pottery finally became smooth and easy to stick.

Next, use a repair knife, stick repair paste, a little bit, to fill the gap.

Mu Song is very patient and focused on such manual work.

Carefully, staring at the running-in of the knife edge and the repaired part, concentrating on it, and entering a state of ecstasy for a while.

Mu Song's state of selflessness obviously infected Bai Xu who was beside him.

Just as he was staring at the gap in the pottery, Bai Xu was also staring at him, but the temperature in his eyes was warmer by more than one energy level.

"Kah."

"Xiao Xu, what are you doing?"

Disturbed by the sound of the phone taking pictures, Mu Song suddenly looked up and saw Bai Xu taking pictures vigorously.

"Brother Mu Song, don't move!"

Mu Song: ...

"We are here to restore 'cultural relics', not to take pictures with concave shapes..."

"Shh! Don't talk, don't look at the camera, keep busy with your work, I'll take a few pictures, and write a practice report later."

……

Thinking of the days when he was driven by reports in the university, Mu Song nodded helplessly, expressing his understanding.

He didn't say anything more, just lowered his head a little bit more, so as not to be photographed in front of his face.

After all, it is to be handed over to the school, who knows how many people will look at it.

But Mu Song did not expect that his photo was not submitted to the school, and the only person who saw it was Lu Yuan.

On the first day they met, as a social courtesy, Lu Yuan did not refuse Bai Xu's request to add WeChat.

At that time, he thought it was a successful way to break into Mu Song's new social circle, but who knows, it was a road of no return.

At this moment, Lu Yuan, who had been waiting for Mu Song for nearly 24 hours, was lying lifelessly on the bed.

And the circle of friends that Bai Xu just posted directly made him "sit up in shock in his dying illness".

Although he didn't show his face, even most of the picture is a pair of hands.

Lu Yuan still recognized Mu Song at a glance.

The person who was said to be "very concerned" about his injury, when he was looking forward to his visit, was holding a broken clay pot very seriously, not knowing what he was doing.

This cognition really hit Lu Yuan hard.

Now, his position in Mu Song's heart is not even as good as a clay pot?

But what hit Lu Yuan more than this was Bai Xu's accompanying text.

This little wolf dog doesn't speak human words when he comes to the circle of friends related to Mu Song, and only makes some post-00s emo articles, which always makes Lu Yuan's head hurt from guessing.

This time, even though he couldn't tell what Bai Xu was talking about, the two boys holding hands in the middle still pierced Lu Yuan's heart right away.

how?Is this holding hands successful? !

Thinking of Bai Xu's ready confession that day when he was eating shrimp, Lu Yuan felt restless.

The pain on his back was already nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

So, Lu Yuan, who hadn't gone out for a week, struggled and washed himself up.

She shaved her beard clean, tidied her sideburns, and her fair face was revealed again.

Sunken eye sockets, thin cheeks, almost sick and haggard, just like a male version of Xi Shi.

Looking at the person in the mirror, Lu Yuan was startled.

How did he become like this?

How did he become like this when he was full of vigor and wanton?

Such him, Mu Song, would he still like him?

Lu Yuan couldn't help frowning, but soon, he let go, turning into a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Now, no matter what I am, he doesn't like it."

After muttering this sentence to himself, not knowing who was angry, Lu Yuan threw the towel into the sink with a "snap", turned around and went to change clothes.

After several days of recuperation, the bruises on Lu Yuan's back dissipated a little, but there was still a dull pain.

There is no other way, Mr. Lu, the business elite, had no choice but to give up the formal clothes that almost grew on his body after entering the society, and put on the loosest and most comfortable clothes.

He couldn't drive the car by himself, but thinking of the last experience, Lu Yuan, who had a shadow in his heart, still called a substitute driver.

The driver is a local, and he knows the way and is professional. After a while, he drove steadily to S Bo——

In that photo, Mu Song is repairing the place names on the knife.

As luck would have it, as soon as the car stopped, before Lu Yuan got out of the car, he saw a group of young people chatting and laughing out of the S blog.

Among them were Mu Song and Bai Xu.

The two of them, who were talking about something, were in high spirits, gestured while talking, and finally laughed together again.

In Lu Yuan's impression, he has never seen such Mu Song, who is so energetic, cheerful and lively.

From the first time they met, Mu Song was gloomy, even at that time, he was just a boy who had just turned 18.

In the ten years that followed, the boy went from youthful to mature.

The gloom of the past has faded away, but she is still forbearing and introverted, and rarely reveals the truest emotions.

No matter great joy or great sorrow.

Therefore, Lu Yuan has never seen such a hearty joke at the moment, let alone sharing such a moment with Mu Song.

I have to admit that Lu Yuan was sore again.

President Lu Shaolu, whose eyes are above the top, has lived a life full of glitter and flowers, and rarely puts others in his eyes, let alone envies them.

"Jealousy is a mental illness of the incompetent. The strong will only use actions to earn the best."

Once upon a time, Lu Yuan liked to use these words to educate employees who were not fair.

How could he have imagined that one day, a towering lemon tree would grow in his heart.

He was so sour that he also wanted to separate the plasmodium.

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The author has something to say:

Mu Song: Xiao Xu, what do you mean by this emo text?I don't understand at all...

Bai Xu: Brother Mu Song, when reading emo texts, you just need to know that an emo corresponds to a word, just guess slowly~

Mu Song: Oh~~~So, this zzz is...

Bai Xu: Dream

Mu Song: I know this, and my hands know it, the two villains in the middle...

Bai Xu: Look, brother Mu Song, they are holding hands, they should be a couple.

Mu Song: Oh~~~ I understand!Dream, middle, love, hand! / what's wrong

Lu Yuan: ... Wife, you finally feel that something is wrong! / woo woo woo

Bai Xu: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Brother Lu, the circle of friends that Brother Mu Song saw is different from what you saw~

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Sitting up startled in a dying illness: From Yuan Zhen's "Wen Letian Awarded Jiangzhou Sima"