Back to 80s, after marrying a rough guy, she has a soft body and a sweet body

Chapter 67 The initial state of the wind of involution

After a month of military training, I became darker and thinner, but my spirit became better.

There are six people in Dong Yanru's dormitory, two from the local area, one from a neighboring province, and three from remote counties including Dong Yanru.

National Day is two days off, plus a weekend, most people cannot go home.

Dong Yanru studied in the capital for six years in her previous life, and she dare not say that she has traveled all over the streets and alleys of the capital, at least she has been to every scenic spot.

But the capital at this time is completely different from when she was studying.

With no money to buy a camera, she carried her drawing board and tool bag, borrowed a bicycle, and went to famous scenic spots for a day.A kettle of cold boiled water plus two steamed buns with pickles is a meal.

Dilapidated alleys, beautiful cornices, shimmering lakes, and crowded streets.

Her paintbrush is full of smoke and fire.

She was admitted to the Architectural Design Institute, and plans to focus on landscape architecture design in the future.

Absorbing the beauty of humanity is to lay the foundation for her to establish her own design style in the future.

During the three days off, she almost disappeared for three days.

The classmates in the dormitory thought she had gone to play with fellow villagers.After all, as a freshman, he must be curious about the capital.Including themselves also went out to play for two days.

On the afternoon of the third day, Dong Yanru came back early and brought some street food.

"Where do you have the money to buy these?" Another female classmate, who belongs to the same rural area as her family, worried for her, "These must cost a lot of money."

"It's okay, I met a boss today and bought three paintings of me for 100 yuan."

Cleaned up the table next to the wall in the dormitory, and set up a full table.

"Selling paintings?" Holding a handful of fried peanuts, the two female students became curious.

Those from the School of Architecture will take the basic art test, but I have never heard of any student who can sell paintings just after school, and he is not a student of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"Sketch." Seeing their curiosity, Dong Yanru opened the drawing board, took out the sketch paper inside and spread it on the table.

"Here, that's all. I went to the old imperial city today and drew a few pictures from different angles. A boss stayed with me for almost a day, and finally bought three of my paintings."

The roommates huddled together to look through it, and the little one couldn't close his mouth.

Their art foundation is just the art foundation, and Dong Yanru's art foundation is at the level of a professional eighth grade!

"You are really amazing." Pure sighed, "If you can sell a few more pictures, your living expenses for this semester will be enough."

They have living allowances from the state, but not much, and they can get some by themselves.There are also professional extracurricular books that you have to buy yourself. Of course you can go to the library, but you can’t guarantee that the books you want to borrow will not be borrowed.

Dong Yanru didn't tell them that he won the city's first prize, and the bonus he got was enough to complete four years of college.

"It's a piece of shit luck. The big boss may also use buying paintings as an excuse because I'm a poor student and it's hard to say to support me."

After hearing Dong Yanru's words, the roommates somewhat felt more at ease.

It's not that they are inferior, it's that Dong Yanru is very lucky.Of course, it is also inseparable from her previous efforts to learn painting.

After self-enlightenment, the atmosphere became more harmonious.

While eating snacks and chatting, everyone discussed how to use their spare time to earn some money.

Including the one whose family is in a neighboring province. Although the family is not short of money, the feeling of what the family gives and what they earn is completely different.

"I heard from my senior today that I can teach local children. I plan to give it a try."

The younger sister with long braids and glasses cannot be judged by her appearance, and she has already made a full plan for her four years of study.

Another student who also came from the county was much more timid. After thinking for a long time, he said that he planned to apply for a work-study program on campus.

Dong Yanru gave them some hints based on her experience in her previous life, but she would not specifically participate in their planning.

Take classes seriously every day, draw seriously on weekends, and the semester is coming to an end in a blink of an eye.

There are not many courses in the freshman year, and there are always five exams to be taken, and the time is extended to a week.

I booked my ticket to go home very early, and I can leave after the exam.

Going home is much easier than when I came to report. She can get into the car with a bag, and she quietly puts everything else into the small suite.

At a time when most students have bought hard-seat tickets, Dong Yanru, who paid a huge sum of money to buy hard-bed tickets, seemed very out of the group.

However, Dong Yanru didn't care too much about being gregarious or not.As an adult, a small group can live easily, but it is also a drag.Her goal is not just to find a job after graduating from university, she also plans to get a Ph.D.

It is still the middle bunk.

Sitting on the bed with a drawing board, she was seriously drawing pictures and doing her homework. The noise around her didn't seem to affect her at all.

The two people in the opposite shop were also college students. Seeing that Dong Yanru was doing his own thing so seriously, he also took out his books to read.

"Classmate, your line seems to be wrong."

The boy on the bunk on the diagonally opposite side was very interested in Dong Yan's picture, and kept peeking at it.Then when she drew a line that seemed redundant, she finally couldn't hold back.

What Dong Yanru is painting is a small table, one of the money-making projects she plans to focus on next semester.

In later generations when bed tables have become popular, there are endless tables with various shapes and functions.But now, everyone has not thought about reading and writing in bed, and there are desks in the dormitory, even if it is a little crowded, it is better than in bed.

Dong Yanru knew that it would be impossible for him to go to the capital to find someone to do it. If it is processed by hand, the price is too high.

She planned to get out the drawings first, and then go back to Pei Chang and the second child to see if they could find a small processing factory and make a batch to sell in the Provincial University of Technology and the Provincial University.

But drawing is not the same as designing.

The design drawing of the workpiece is different from the landscape design drawing.

Dong Yanru just wanted to draw a rough outline, and then asked the second child or Pei Chang to draw the construction drawing of the workpiece.

Unexpectedly, the big boy with pimples on the diagonally opposite shop could see her mistake at a glance, and even took the initiative to tell her how to correct it.

The big boy is an engineering student at the university next door, and he is a top-1 engineering major in China.

Hearing that Dong Yanru wanted to find someone to make such a small table, he found it incredible.

"Don't you have a desk in your bedroom?"

Dong Yanru didn't dare to shake his head, fearing that their school's reputation would be harmed.

"No, it's mainly cold, and I don't really want to sit down."

"Then you get a row of nails next to the wall, and then find a board to nail a row of bookshelves. Our school is like this."

Dong Yanru blinked, not knowing how to answer.

She had seen such equipment before, but she couldn't accept it.

The main reason is that the bed is only [-] centimeters long, and it’s cold in winter. The clothes covered by the quilt can fall to the ground if you don’t pay attention. If you add a bookcase, wouldn’t you have to lie still?

Obviously, the two students on the opposite shop liked the bookshelf very much, and they were even talking about how to fill the bookshelf without letting it collapse.

God, the involution started now?

　There is one more chapter, which will be updated at [-] pm.

　　In addition, for well-known reasons, the place names and school names in this article do not exist. They were compiled by the sand sculpture author himself, which may be a combination of consulted information and public perception, resulting in a design that does not conform to the reality that everyone recognizes. Certainly.In addition to the logic of writing, sand sculpture authors have the exclusive right to interpret privately.

　　
　
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