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The Kizil Grottoes are located at the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains. After arriving at Urumqi Airport, you need to transfer to Qiuci Airport, and then take a bus to go there.

By the time Shu Qingmo and his party arrived at the hotel in the town near the Kizil Grottoes, night had already covered the sky, and a crescent moon quietly illuminated the flat land.

The style and appearance of the northwest of the motherland is quite different from that of the south of the Yangtze River.

The small towns in the south of the Yangtze River are like graceful ladies, graceful and delicate; the frontier towns are like the female generals of the Yang family, with grandeur.

For Shu Qingmo, who had never traveled far, it was the first time he had the idea of ​​wanting to travel all over the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Having lived in the city for more than 20 years, Shu Qingmo couldn't remember the last time he saw the sky full of stars.

When he came to the small town of Biansai, he casually looked up, and the stars all over the sky were almost within reach.

With a thought in his heart, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to keep this beautiful scene forever, but the camera function of the mobile phone was not good, and the picture taken was pitch black, unable to restore the real scene in front of him.

Shu Qingmo felt a little regretful, he could only express his feelings with dry words.

[Shu Qingmo: Mr. Yan, Xinjiang is really beautiful. 】

Within 5 minutes, Yan Zonglang called back.

Shu Qingmo and Guo Zhiyu were assigned to a room, he didn't want Guo Zhiyu to hear his chat content, so he came outside the hotel with his mobile phone.

"Are you still used to the climate over there?"

Yan Zonglang's first sentence was indeed to ask about the weather here.

The nights in Xinjiang are indeed very cold. Even though it is still summer, the average temperature at night is only ten degrees.No wonder there is a saying in Xinjiang that "wear leather jackets in the morning, gauze in the afternoon, and eat watermelon around the stove".

"Fortunately, I brought winter clothes." Shu Qingmo said, "I still have a warm handbag in my hand."

"That's good." Yan Zonglang said, "Keep warm."

"En." Shu Qingmo responded and asked, "Mr. Yan, have you ever been to Xinjiang?"

"I went there ten years ago." Yan Zonglang said, "I went on a self-driving tour."

"That's it." Shu Qingmo still thought that if Yan Zonglang hadn't been here, then he could just give him a good description.

Perhaps after this, he should go out more and see the world more.

"Is the project going well?" Yan Zonglang found a topic and continued to chat.

"I met with other teams today. There are many old professors from powerful schools." Shu Qingmo said, "Some professors lead doctoral students who are university teachers from other schools. The academic atmosphere of the whole team is very good, that is, ..."

It's just that there is Guo Zhiyu, a mouse shit, in the team.

Shu Qingmo found out that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups, and Guo Zhiyu is just like Shu Yichen.

For example, just now, when he took a picture of the starry sky with his mobile phone by the window, Guo Zhiyu laughed at him as a country bumpkin, not knowing that his mobile phone could not take pictures of stars.

However, Guo Zhiyu has received a formal college education in China, and his moral bottom line is much higher than Shu Yichen's.

"Guo Zhiyu?"

After listening to Shu Qingmo's narration, Yan Zonglang confirmed it again.

"Yes." Shu Qingmo replied, "I heard from my senior sister that their family has hundreds of boats. They are some kind of Jiangnan Ship King, and their family is very rich."

"I know." Yan Zonglang said, "I know his parents."

Shu Qingmo almost forgot that Yan Zonglang's old business was to open a wharf, he asked curiously: "Is their family with you?"

"It doesn't count." Yan Zonglang said, "You can understand that I am a charterer, and their family rents my place for business."

"That's it." Shu Qingmo nodded in thought.

"You just said that you were allocated a room with him?" Yan Zonglang asked again.

"Yes." Shu Qingmo said helplessly, "Professor Zheng lives with other teachers, and the senior is a girl, so I can only share a room with him."

"Change rooms." Yan Zonglang said without doubt.

"How to change it?" It's not that Shu Qingmo didn't have this idea, but he didn't know the people in other teams, so he rashly went to someone else to change rooms, and probably no one would be willing.

"Are there no vacant rooms in the hotel?" Yan Zonglang asked.

Shu Qingmo was stunned when he heard the words, and only then did he realize that he had lost his mind.

The first time he went out with the team, he subconsciously felt that he should obey the organization's arrangements.

But in fact, the organization arranged for him to eat lunch, and if he had money, he could definitely add a chicken leg to himself.

Shu Qingmo said: "I'll change it right away."

The frontier town is sparsely populated, and the Kizil Grottoes are not a popular tourist destination, so there are still many vacant rooms in the hotel where the project team stayed.

Shu Qingmo opened another single room, when he returned to the room to pack his luggage, Guo Zhiyu asked him, "Where are you going?"

Shu Qingmo cherished words like gold and said, "Downstairs."

Guo Zhiyu then asked: "You went to sleep in someone else's room?"

Shu Qing said without raising her head, "I opened another room."

"Did you open another room?" Guo Zhiyu seemed to be listening to a joke, "Have you applied for Professor Zheng? Are you spending the country's funds whenever you want? Who do you think you are?"

It seems that Guo Zhiyu, like Shu Qingmo just now, subconsciously felt that the board and lodging should be covered by the public during this trip.

Shu Qingmo pulled the suitcase and walked towards the door of the room, glanced at Guo Zhiyu lightly and said, "I will pay for it myself."

Shu Qingmo had already obtained Shu Guohua's inheritance, except for a part deposited in the bank, the other part was handed over to the investment institution recommended to him by Yan Zonglang to take care of it.

So now Shu Qingmo is a real little rich man.

Not to mention a single room, even the entire hotel, he has the money to buy it.

Guo Zhiyu immediately realized that his question just now seemed like a joke, and he said unwillingly, "It's uncertain how long we'll stay here, and you pay for it yourself, are you a fool?"

Shu Qingmo opened the door, looked at Guo Zhiyu amusedly and asked, "Am I short of this money?"

Shu Qingmo informed Zheng Gongxun about changing rooms.

When explaining the reason, he only said that he likes to be quiet, and he didn't say anything wrong with Guo Zhiyu.But Zheng Gongxun immediately understood what he meant, and only said that a good rest is the most important thing.

The Kizil Grottoes project needs to reproduce four grottoes in total, spanning more than [-] years from the third century to the sixth century AD.

The work of each cave was divided in detail, including geological group, carving group, mural group, etc. Finally, when it was subdivided, Zheng Gongxun was responsible for the color part of the patio of the No. [-] grotto.

In the next few days, the responsible teams of each grotto will hold seminars, and the team that Shu Qingmo belongs to is no exception.

"It shouldn't be this color." Zheng Gongxun put down the data map in his hand, and then glanced at the paint that Shu Qingmo had mixed, "The air humidity here is very low, and it won't fade like the picture in the end."

"Then why don't you try Sanqing directly?" Shu Qingmo asked.

"The technology of that era has not been able to filter out Sanqing." Li Lili said.

"Hey." Shu Qingmo couldn't help sighing, "It would be great if Germany would lend us the stolen slate for testing."

It's obviously our own thing, but we have to borrow it in a low voice, just thinking about Shu Qingmo feels depressed.

"It doesn't matter." Zheng Gongxun patted Shu Qingmo's shoulder reassuringly, "Our country has come this way all the way, the less outsiders think about us, the more we have to make achievements."

"There are still some remaining murals in the grottoes of the same age," Li Lili said, "We can also use them for reference when the test results from the next door come out."

The three of them had a heated discussion around a workbench, and only Guo Zhiyu stood aside, like an outsider, completely unable to intervene.

What can be learned in the four years of undergraduate is very limited. When it comes to the real research level, it is still necessary to be a master and doctoral student.

Shu Qingmo has accumulated nearly 20 years of painting experience by himself, so when Zheng Gongxun asked the three of them to mix the paint, Shu Qingmo always mixed it quickly and well.

On the other hand, Guo Zhiyu was hesitant and timid when he moved his hands. In the end, Zheng Gongxun simply asked him to put down the things in his hands and study beside him.

"Come on, Xiaoshu, eat more meat to see how thin you are."

At dinner time, Zheng Gongxun asked the waiter to put all the meat and vegetables in front of Shu Qingmo.

At the end of Shu Qing's thanks, under Guo Zhiyu's gloomy gaze, he humbly pushed the meat and vegetables back to the middle of the dining table.

The small town here is very scarce in supplies, and even the bath water has to be saved. It is not easy to eat a few meat dishes for a meal.

and many more.

Shu Qingmo looked at the food on the table and suddenly felt strange.

"Professor Zheng, have we improved the food?" Shu Qingmo asked while picking up vegetables.

Usually there is only one meat dish on the dining table, but for some reason today, three meat dishes appeared for the first time.

"Yeah, so I want you to eat more." Zheng Gongxun said, "A private entrepreneur has funded our project, and a large number of fruits will be delivered in a few days."

Private entrepreneur?

Shu Qingmo couldn't help but think back to the second day when he came to Xinjiang, when he was chatting with Yan Zonglang, he had inadvertently said that the food here was not very good, could it be...

After dinner at the hotel where he was staying, Zheng Gongxun briefly explained the arrangements for tomorrow, and then announced the disbandment on the spot.

Since Li Lili needed to communicate with Zheng Gongxun about several doctoral dissertation issues, the two did not leave the restaurant immediately, and it was inconvenient for Shu Qingmo to stay and listen, so they had to go to the elevator with Guo Zhiyu.

"I just can't figure it out, what kind of background do you have, that Professor Zheng is so partial to you?"

In the airtight elevator space, as soon as Guo Zhiyu opened his mouth, Shu Qingmo felt a strong sour smell.

He was too lazy to answer, but Guo Zhiyu said again: "You are an oil painting major, you know nothing about mural painting."

"Then I'll tell you clearly." Shu Qingmo looked at Guo Zhiyu and said flatly, "I don't have any background."

"Without a background, what are you so awesome about?"

"My strength is my confidence."

After saying this, Shu Qingmo's floor just arrived.He left the elevator without looking back, and vaguely heard Guo Zhiyu curse "Fuck" behind him.

Back in the room, the first thing Shu Qingmo did was to send a message to Yan Zonglang, asking him about improving the food.

Not surprisingly, the private entrepreneur was indeed Yan Zonglang.

Looking at the word "um" in the dialog box, Shu Qingmo couldn't tell what feeling he was feeling.When he came back to his senses, a silly text had already appeared on the phone screen.

[Shu Qingmo: I have performed very well in the past few days. Most of the tasks in our group have been completed. Professor Zheng also praised me for being very sensitive to colors and very talented. 】

Shu Qingmo woke up suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw the message, but he and Yan Zonglang had been communicating through text messages, and there was no function of withdrawing at all.

He threw the phone away, wishing he could bury his head in the pillow.

Why did he even report to Yan Zonglang that the teacher praised him?It's like... Kindergarten kids.

The phone vibrated quickly, Shu Qingmo picked up the phone resistingly, and saw that Yan Zonglang only replied briefly with one word.

[Yan Zonglang: Be good. 】

Shu Qingmo bit her lower lip, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

I am not used to updating at 0 o'clock, so I changed it back to 8 o'clock in the evening.I don't have any manuscripts on hand now, I may ask for leave next week, and I will notify you in advance.

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