Chapter 72 Now, I hold the future in my hands
The school's warehouse is actually the basement. After finding the teacher with the principal's note, you will get the key props for the mission.
The key to the basement.
Going down the stairs, the old voice-controlled lights are flashing orange light.
When you open the iron door with the key, the situation inside is completely different.
The corridor was made of terrazzo, with fluorescent tubes overhead. The entire corridor was lit up from where the two of them were standing.
Then there were small rooms divided into different categories. Linzhou took a general look and then took Jiang Xiyue's hand and walked to the end, where was the room where cleaning tools were stored.
Linzhou walked while talking to Jiang Xiyue in a low voice.
"Xiao Xi, have you heard of the legend in our school ? When a person comes to the basement here, he will see a..."
"I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!" Jiang Xiyue immediately covered her ears with her hands and shook her head frantically.
Lin Zhou, who was following beside him, smiled with a smile on his face and continued, "You will see a room full of junk. There is everything in it."
Although she covered her ears, Jiang Xiyue could still hear what Linzhou was saying.
But because he was too shocked, he forgot to take his hands off his ears and started complaining about Linzhou.
"You are a bad person. You know that people are scared."
"Are you scared yet you still watch horror movies?" Linzhou let the girl grab his hand again. The two of them walked to the door where sanitary tools were hung, pushed it open and walked in.
The room smelled of dust and even had a web of dust left over from too much time.
After all, this door hasn't been opened for more than half a semester.
Reaching out to turn on the light, Linzhou had a clear goal in mind. He went straight to the vacuum cleaner in the corner of the room and picked up a few rags... The rest were some small things.
Linzhou knows how to tune a piano, but you can't tell the difference with your ears; you need professional equipment.
There were a lot of things in the cart . After Linzhou came out, he locked the basement and took Jiang Xiyue to the easternmost side of the teaching building. There was a barrier-free passage here and a wheelchair could be pushed up normally.
There is naturally no problem with this small car.
………
This time, Jiang Xiyue did not add any unnecessary burden to Linzhou, but just walked beside him silently.
Although she thought of letting Linzhou pull the cart from the front while she pushed it from the back, she was flatly refused. In Linzhou's words, the cart was at least several dozen kilograms heavy, and if it got out of her hands, she would have to worry about breaking some parts.
This is concern, but also sarcasm.
After all, there is another sentence before this one.
——Stop it, you are just a potato mine…
Anyway, Jiang Xiyue felt happy and angry at the same time, two completely different emotions intertwined together.
Originally, the cart was not that heavy, but Linzhou went to the next room and took out two disassembled swivel chairs. Because they were of good quality, the steel plates and cushions on them were very heavy.
After struggling for a long time, Jiang Xiyue finally believed that Linzhou cared about her.
Because boys always like to say some weird things to bully the girls they like, such as pulling their hair in an annoying way or patting their heads hard.
That is really annoying. Most girls don’t like being touched on the head, even by the guy they like.
Even if I touch it, I can only touch it gently along the gaps between the hair. If I mess up the hair, I will be really angry, and no one can help me.
In short, boys like to use some special methods to attract the people they like.
In fact, this approach is not a good idea.
But if it's Zhou Zhou, it can be barely forgiven, even if it's rubbing the head vigorously...
Never mind, this will piss me off.
It didn't take long for the two of them to return to the music classroom. Linzhou unloaded his things and started cleaning. The first thing he did was to use a vacuum cleaner to remove all the dust on the surface.
Fortunately, the music classroom is not a regular classroom and is smaller than the one where classes are held.
But Linzhou never thought of asking Jiang Xiyue for help. After all, in her opinion, the little girl must be a woman who has never been involved in housework.
When Jiang Xiyue walked in from outside carrying a small bucket of hot water, he hurried over and took the bucket.
"Idiot, if you dive in again... this is all boiling water..."
"It's okay... I only carried a small amount, I won't fall." Jiang Xiyue was wearing an apron that she had picked up from somewhere, holding a rag and a scouring pad in her hands, ready to show off her skills.
Looking at the small lace on the outside of Jiang Xiyue's sweater, Linzhou hurried forward to stop the other party's actions.
After cleaning up, it's almost time to go home. If my sleeves get wet, it will be very cold when I walk from here to the door.
"Wait a minute, you need to roll up your sleeves to work."
"Zhou Zhou, help me." The girl stretched out her arms, squatted on the ground and looked at Linzhou.
Looking at Jiang Xiyue's five white and tender fingers stretched out towards him, Linzhou smiled, took a few steps forward, squatted down, and patiently helped the girl roll up her sleeves.
Of course, I also measured the thickness of my arm with my fingers.
It can be said to be very thin. The wrist can be completely covered by just the index finger and thumb, and there is even a little extra space for the index finger.
Although it is very thin, it is very soft and slippery when pinched.
The girl who was being pinched just pursed her lips, tilted her head and looked at the big boy in front of her, then asked, "Well, Zhou Zhou, pinching the wrist is an unnecessary action, right?"
"It's not redundant, I just want to make sure if you can do the work." Linzhou spoke righteously and with a serious expression.
In short, Linzhou now looks like a partner of justice.
Of course, Jiang Xiyue pretended to believe it, wet the rag, and began to wipe the musical instruments on the shelf. After wiping, she picked up one and played .
The only pity is that the suona has no reed, so it can't be blown.
But when Jiang Xiyue played a long funeral piece on the erhu, Linzhou could no longer hold back. He put down the vacuum cleaner in his hand and looked at the girl with a serious expression.
"Don't mess around...Are you going to give this piece away to me?"
"Eh? But I only know this piece of music on the erhu. I learned it from the musicians when I accompanied my grandfather to his friend's funeral." Jiang Xiyue put the erhu aside and continued to polish other instruments.
Of course, the rest are Western music. She doesn't know anything except guitar and drums.
Something like a saxophone is very heavy just to lift, even with a strap.
However, Linzhou had already cleared most of the dust in the room. He reached out and lifted the top of the piano, intending to tune it.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiyue ran over with the half-wiped bamboo flute.
"Zhou Zhou, let me help you adjust it. I can tell whether it's accurate or not..."
"But all of them are inaccurate. It's very tiring." Looking at the enthusiastic girl, Linzhou ruthlessly interrupted her thoughts.
Tuning the piano is a serious physical job, but it is also a technical job.
After the little girl finishes adjusting everything, she will probably go back and fall into a deep sleep as she has classes tomorrow.
Hearing Linzhou say this, Jiang Xiyue began to think while wiping the bamboo flute.
"Then I'll hold Zhou Zhou's hand and tell you when to stop!"
Lin Zhou's mind suddenly became confused when he heard this, and he blurted out...
"Why? You want to seize the future too?"
