There was no air conditioner in the office, but Mo Shangyun still turned on the fan because it was too hot for the physical work of carpentry.
The overhead fan was crunching, and the turbulence in the stuffy room whipped up a gust of hot air.
Mo Shangjun handed the phone to his ear and stared at half the model.
Sometimes you have to admit that there will always be things you can't do.
Just like Si Sheng, it is easy to make some small furniture with organs by himself, but Mo Shangjun is really not good at this.
"Why are you doing that stuff?" Si Sheng was inexplicable, "Su Heng said he wanted to add some different furniture to the house, so I drew him a set of pictures for him to follow, and after I took a picture, I would send it to you by the way. Look."
"Free," Mo Shangjun said, "when it's done, it can be used as a birthday present for grandpa."
If you can't do it well, you can put Ruan Yan's office as a decoration for people to watch her failed masterpieces. - Of course, the "failed work" in her mind is at least two degrees better than the one in front of her now.
She didn't even want to take out this thing that was difficult to put together in front of her for ridicule.
Si Sheng was startled, "Are you giving your grandpa a table?"
Mo Shangjun: "...I emphasize, it's a model of an organ table."
She hasn't personally prepared a birthday present for her grandpa for more than ten years. She has to give something unique this time, right
You can't let that group of peers look down on them.
"Grandpa Mo will give birth at the end of the month. Are you going back this time?"
"Um."
"I'll be in the capital for a while, you come to my house to choose gifts." Si Sheng said cheerfully.
"Okay." Mo Shangyun agreed, but he didn't give up. "But you still have to show me this thing."
If you don't reach the Yellow River, your heart will not die.
Don't make a bird appearance to blind the pile of scraps she is about to come.
"...The photo is sent." Si Sheng sighed.
After Mo Shangjun hung up the phone, she took pictures one by one and sent them to Si Sheng. After Si Sheng studied it, she directly made a video call with Si Sheng and asked him to give pointers.
Mo Shangyun specially took out a notebook to keep records.
Si Sheng is worthy of being a connoisseur. He can see at a glance what she is not doing well, point out to her one by one, and even explain the detailed steps to her clearly.
"...According to what I said, if you can't fight again, you can only give up." Si Sheng said sincerely.
"Row."
Mo Shangyun wasn't even hit, and simply responded with ease.
She hasn't been brave enough to know that she can't do it well, but she still has to recklessly do it to the end.
Si Sheng explained that if she couldn't do it, she could do something simple, and then ended the call with Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun threw the phone on the sofa, carefully flipped through the notebook he had just recorded, and studied the details carefully, intending to deepen his impression.
As a result, she just turned a few pages when she found a figure standing at the door.
Mo Shangjun didn't care, but when she looked up and saw Yan Tianxing's incredible face, she couldn't help but pause when she turned the page.
Meeting Mo Shangyun's gaze, Yan Tianxing leaned against the door, looking at Mo Shangyun's current situation.
Mo Shangyun was in the same state as she had just finished the 5,000-meter run. Her training cap was thrown aside by her, sweat soaked through the back of her clothes, her hair was messy, and strands of it stuck to her skin.
She was wearing a T-shirt and training trousers, sitting cross-legged on the ground, her trousers were rolled up, and her clothes were covered with dust and sawdust.
It looks like a bohemian woodworker and head.
As for the things around her, she couldn't bear to look directly at them. The wood and blueprints, hammers, pliers, nails and magnets all over the ground were in a mess.
This is a scene that should never be in the office of a special forces captain.
Finally, Yan Tianxing said: "Team Mo, if you want to change careers under pressure, you can talk to us."
"… "
Shit, why did he come here to stop by
Thinking of his current situation, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but have a stomachache.
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly, "Have some fun during your lunch break, okay?"
Yan Tianxing: "...Yes." It's just that your fun is quite strange.
Mo Shangyun gritted his teeth, "Come to visit next door?"
"I'm looking for you," Yan Tianxing said, "arrangement of the exercise."
"Now?" Mo Shangyun was taken aback.
Yan Tianxing looked down at his watch and said, "Your lunch break is five minutes away."
"… "
Anyway, the image was completely gone, Mo Shangyun didn't even bother to pretend, and pointed to the position of the sofa, "Sit whatever you want."
"I'm thinking about it..." Yan Tianxing paused for a while, "You have to fly over to have a chance to sit casually."
Mo Shangyun glanced around the ground and found that the wood on the ground really hindered Yan Tianxing's pace to the sofa.
With a sigh, Mo Shangyun pointed to the desk, "This way."
In the direction of the desk, you can find a way.
Yan Tianxing raised his legs with difficulty, found a place to rest his feet in the wood all over the floor, and finally came to Mo Shangjun's desk.
In addition to the ground, Mo Shangyun's desk was also messy - to be precise, it was filled with various drawings and looked a little messy.
She neatly folded all the documents for work and put them directly in the corner, while the rest of the place was filled with drawings.
Yan Tianxing looked at it casually, and found that it was all a table pattern, including the whole, various angles, and some parts, densely packed, and the combined structure was extremely complex, not as simple as an ordinary table.
Sweeping this circle, even Yan Tianxing felt dizzy. - The information given by these drawings is too complicated, and it is difficult to construct a complete three-dimensional structure in my mind on the first pass.
Mo Shangyun spent three minutes stacking the wood together, and then picked up the blueprints on the ground one by one. Finally, she came to the desk, coded the drawings on the table in order, and a thick stack of quilts. She tidied up to take up only a small space.
Pulling the chair opposite, Mo Shangjun sat down and said, "Okay, let's talk."
"Do you want to make such a table?" Yan Tianxing couldn't help asking.
"Model."
"doing what?"
"Play." Mo Shangyun shrugged.
"Decompression?" Yan Tianxing frowned.
"...Do I look unrestrained?" Mo Shangyun gave him a gloomy smile.
Yan Tianxing asked back, "Do you want me to forget about you breaking my door?"
Mo Shangyun: "..." was speechless.
After a pause, Mo Shangyun said, "Well, if you think the door of your office was broken, I can—"
Yan Tianxing interrupted her very simply, "Forget it, I'm afraid you will make a door that doesn't look like it."
Mo Shangjun couldn't bear it any longer, "Are you looking for smoking?"
"If I had the pile of things behind you, I would have no confidence when it comes to carpentry." Yan Tianxing's eyes swept across Mo Shangyun and landed on the messy pile of wood behind her.
"… "
Mo Shangyun really even got his heart pumping.
I don't have a good eye for finding a new girlfriend, but it's a tricky eye to pick on her.
Mo Shangyun's fingers clacked, "I promise you to say nonsense again, tonight your office door doesn't even have any wood left."
Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Talk about the exercise."
Although the topic changed, Mo Shangyun was still full of anger. He stepped on the wood on the ground and put the notebook on the ground. She listened to Yan Tianxing talking about the arrangement of the exercise.
The exercise will take place in four days.
Mo Shangyun leads a brand new team, and only needs to cooperate with the actions of other teams. Yan Tianxing will tell Mo Shangyun all this first, so that she has a bottom line.
This is a large-scale exercise. Even Yan Tianxing only knows what he should know. During the exercise, he also acted with Mo Shangyun and others, so it doesn't take much time to talk about what Mo Shangyun should know. Clear.
Mo Shangyun's anger did not subside, and he listened irritably throughout the whole process, taking notes for fear of missing some important points.
After Yan Tianxing finished, Mo Shangjun waited for a while before he could react, then raised his eyes and asked, "Have you finished?"
Yan Tianxing nodded, "It's over."
"Row."
As soon as Mo Shangjun put away his notebook, he stood up and walked out the door.
For a moment, Yan Tianxing had the illusion that this office was his.
"Where are you going?" Yan Tianxing asked aloud.
Mo Shangyun, who walked to the door, paused, turned to his side and glanced at him coldly, and said resentfully, "Make the table and kill you."
When the words fell, Mo Shangyun disappeared at the door.
"… "
childish.
Even if Mo Shangyun left, Yan Tianxing didn't leave, but picked up the pile of drawings on Mo Shangyun's table with great interest and browsed slowly.
Interesting.
Also quite difficult.
In fact, Mo Shangyun made a pile of wood that can't see the prototype, which is also excusable.
012. New Captain [12] Commanding Team Yan [05]