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Meng Xuan didn't dare to show his anger immediately, honestly looking for a needle in a haystack among the mountains of literature, he was quieter than an ant.

Qin Zhou didn't say anything, and didn't talk to anyone except asking her to help pass the ink.

After finishing the work, the sun gradually set to the west, and the shadow of the cactus by the window was cast on the rice paper.Qin Zhou had a sore back after bending for a long time, so he stood up and stretched.

The shocking news of the two teachers' breakup kept lingering in Meng Xuan's mind. She wanted to ask so many things, and finally got off work after holding it in her heart for eight hours. Meng Xuan stood up and walked in front of Qin Zhou.

Qin Zhou choked on her: "Don't try to run away, most likely you have to work overtime today."

"I didn't run away, so I'll take a break at halftime to ask you something." Meng Xuan slumped on the back of the chair, "Teacher Qin, are you really broken in love?"

Qin Zhou couldn't help but reflect on whether he was too kind to this research intern, which made her speak so irritatingly.Breaking up and falling out of love sounded very different things, and the latter made him feel like he should put on a bit of self-pity, even though he had done so a few weeks ago.

Qin Zhou tidied up the workbench silently, and the figure on the workbench finally consciously moved away, leaving him with a clean marble pattern.He guessed that Meng Xuan should have tactfully returned to his work station, so he was relieved, but after a while, the shadow returned.

Qin Zhou made a "tsk" sound, and said impatiently: "Can you pretend to be broken-up if you don't really lose love? Now that you know it, then don't mention it anymore. From now on, you can go to the team leader's room for me."

The room was silent for three seconds before Qin Zhou realized something was wrong, and raised his head stiffly.

The person in front of him was not Meng Xuan, but the team leader who avoided him.

Bai Zhiwang's expression was the same, as if he didn't hear: "I contacted Du Qing, and he said that Cave B-04 was indeed collected by him. Let me apologize for him."

Qin Zhou's mouth moved, and he didn't know whether to explain the episode just now or answer Du Qing's question first.

Seeing that no one answered, Meng Xuan decided not to let the atmosphere of the room freeze herself to death, she decided to speak first: "It's okay, Mr. Bai, what's the matter?"

There are more than 4 square meters of murals in Mogao Grottoes, and more than 2000 painted sculptures. The survey team not only needs to measure the physical appearance, but also records the real scene of the environment. It is normal for a mistake to occur.Such a large-scale project requires constant trial and error.

Qin Zhou was silent. Seeing that the Band-Aid on Bai Zhiwang's hand was already dirty, he finally couldn't help it, and raised his chin at him, "Did you just enter the cave?"

Bo Zhiwang thought that he was anxious to know how to deal with the deviated image, but Qin Zhou didn't understand the terminology in their survey, so he explained in a simple way: "Well, the shadow at the raised armor may be because the lighting was not set at that time. Okay, it's resolved now. As for the chromatic aberration..."

"I didn't ask you this." Although Qin Zhou had a stern face, Meng Xuan still heard the meaning of being broken, "I mean your hand, why did you cut it again?"

Teacher Qin, who was still angry because of a broken relationship half a minute ago, was confused and asked what happened to the four centimeter shallow mouth, with a serious expression comparable to facing a forty-square-meter mural.

Meng Xuan gave two "tsk tsk" in his heart, snickered and took the book to the hall, and intimately helped them close the door to leave space for the two of them.

Qin Zhou didn't realize what the girl had done until he heard the door ring, he was ashamed and angry and had no way out.

Bai Zhiwang replied: "It's okay, it may have been scratched outside the cliff cave, just go for it."

"If it's all right, then the clinic can be closed." Qin Zhou was angry, and turned around to look for alcohol in the drawer. Fortunately, he saw the medicine box in the porch before leaving Shanghai, otherwise it would be useless. "People in their thirties don't know how to pay attention, the band-aids are all dirty."

These words were full of reproach, and Bai Zhiwang didn't know whether he was blaming himself for being careless, or for soiling the Band-Aid he gave him: "It's not dirty, how can I let it be dirty."

Qin Zhou didn't believe it, so he turned around and found that the little red heart he sent out in the morning was sticking to the other party's hand as brightly as ever.

It was obviously not very conspicuous, but it scratched Qin Zhou's heart hard, which made people feel itchy.

"Even if it's not dirty, it's not good for the wound." Qin Zhou came over with alcohol in his hand, "Can you raise your arm a little?"

Bai Zhiwang obediently raised his hand and looked at him curiously.In his memory, Qin Zhou always held his head high, and even when he confessed, he would only give the only choice of "kiss me", how could he bend down to ask for advice on such a trivial matter as raising his hand.

Qin Zhou bent over to rub alcohol on him. No matter how careful the cotton swab was, it would inevitably touch the wound. In addition, he deliberately raised his body to avoid touching it, and his hand had no focus. The wound is shocked.

In fact, it doesn't hurt that much. It's probably the same reason that the more you coax the child, the more you want to cry. The leader Bai who is old and independent is sometimes not so mature, especially in front of Qin Zhou.

The skins of the two were so close that Qin Zhou could feel the temperature of the muscles under his hands, and swallowed unconsciously.

At six o'clock, the sun was halfway down. They were in a less typical desert, and the scenery they saw was more varied than the boring Haohao Pingsha. For example, at sunset, they could just see the silhouette of the downtown and a populus euphratica forest.

This kind of beautiful scenery should be worthy of some words of nostalgia, but Bai Zhiwang said it was work: "I haven't finished talking just now. Before that, Du Qing has been using my color library and digital color cards for proofreading, but the environment in the cave It's too complicated, and there are many colors in the painting that are not in the color library, so the result is a bit off."

With this kind of relationship between them, talking about work is easier than talking about the past, Qin Zhou heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay, then I will take Meng Xuan to try to simulate and restore the color masking process tomorrow, to see if I can complete the spectrum that is not in the library. "

"Can it be done?" Bai Zhiwang worried, "We don't have a base layer and similar mineral pigments here."

Qin Zhou thought for a while and said, "It's okay, I can contact the museum by myself."

After a few words, the scratches were finally dealt with.Of course it's not appropriate to be alone like this anymore, Qin Zhou was thinking how to politely ask the team leader to leave, but Bai Zhiwang himself said first: "It will take a lot of work for you to make a trip."

Hard?So polite again.

A polite remark knocked them back to the original form of strangers, and Qin Zhou's heart, which had just been warmed by the setting sun, instantly turned cold.Every time he finally experienced some long-lost warmth, he was always interrupted by some strange details.

"It's not hard." Qin Zhou straightened his face again.

Bai Zhiwang thanked him and was about to leave, but Qin Zhou stopped him after thinking about it.

"Bai Zhiwang," he said, disregarding that the person in front of him was his current team leader, "Can I ask you a question?"

Bai Zhiwang nodded.

Qin Zhou said, "Did you call me last night?"

Bai Zhiwang became nervous: "Yes."

Qin Zhou actually heard everything, but he just wanted to provoke Bai Zhiwang: "What did you say in the end? I didn't hear clearly."

Old Bai Zhiwang blushed, remembering that Qin Zhou had just told Meng Xuan that he no longer wanted to have anything to do with him, and told Lao Liu that he wanted to "let go".

So he didn't dare to convey the words completely, he only picked the tail: "I say, good night."

Qin Zhou snickered that he was cowardly, and he had the upper hand in this psychological push and pull, but he didn't lose in his heart: "Then you will come back sooner."