Ancestral handicraft

No one knew that Wei Zhihe had contact with the hamster spirit.

With his deterrence, the hamster spirit probably wouldn't dare to continue making trouble in the school.

Wei Zhihe didn't seem to be so motivated without eating delicious monsters, and the military training couldn't cheer him up.

The military training on the first morning was to stand in a military posture and walk in unison.

At noon, according to the notice in the group last night, all the students who lost their things went to collect their own things.

The four of [-] also went, except for Wei Zhihe, everyone else got their belongings.

Just when Wei Zhihe wanted to ask someone about the situation, a beautiful female police officer walked up to him.

The pretty female police officer smiled kindly: "Is it Wei Zhihe's classmate?"

Wei Zhihe nodded: "I am."

The beautiful female police officer said: "Can you take the opportunity to speak, we need to confirm some things with you."

Wei Zhihe: "Of course."

The three roommates waiting on the side were extremely envious. The police officer's sister is really beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

When others were admiring the beautiful female police officer, Wei Zhihe didn't have the slightest idea. He knew very well that the flower pot was spotted by someone who knew the goods, so he probably wanted to talk about the flower pot.

He guessed right.

In the past two days, things like this have always happened in the school. The school had to cooperate with the police. The school prepared a temporary office for them. At this moment, Taoist Fang and others were sitting and drinking tea in it.

The matter came to an end, except for the police and Taoist priests who stayed behind to deal with the aftermath, the rest of the people have gone back to perform other tasks.

Fang Daochang was wearing ordinary clothes, but Wei Zhihe recognized him as a Taoist priest as soon as he entered the door.

Similarly, Taoist Fang also recognized Wei Zhihe as the young man he met at noon yesterday.

They didn't catch the monster that stole the thing last night, but they found the stolen thing hidden in the warehouse. It was obvious that the monster disappeared in the gymnasium, but it disappeared before they arrived. It's strange.

Could it be that someone with the same path found the monster one step faster than them?

But there was no trace of the appearance of the fellow, nor was there any trace of fighting with the monster.

They speculated that the monster might have run away in fright when it heard that someone was coming.

Monsters have spells and are difficult to deal with. Every time they fight with them, both sides will always suffer losses.

Fang Daochang thought that since he could remember, no one had picked up the monster with his bare hands like a chicken and beat him up.

Such an expert is a legend.

"Mr. Fang, classmate Wei Zhihe is here."

After the female police officer brought Wei Zhihe here, she went on to other things.

Fang Daozhang, surnamed Fang, first name Heyan.

He looked at the flower pots on the table, and at the energetic young man who had just entered the door. They were really destined.

Fang Daozhang was almost old enough to be Wei Zhihe's father, and he looked at Wei Zhihe as if he was looking at his own junior: "Little classmate, we meet again."

Wei Zhihe gave the other party an awkward and polite smile: "Hi, I wonder why you came here?" He was very calm and did not feel nervous about the unknown situation.

Daoist Fang tried his best to smile kindly: "It's like this. The police found a potted flower among the lost items last night. I want to know the origin of this potted flower with you."

There are only a few Taoist priests left in the temporary office at this moment, and the police personnel have already begun to evacuate.

They all stared at Wei Zhihe, eager to hear good news from him.

Wei Zhihe looked harmless, and said: "So my flower pot is here. It was given to me by my elders. It was almost dead, so I took it to the school to raise it."

From the elders?

Fang Daochang and others thought, who is Wei Zhihe's elder?

If it was a knowledgeable old man, how could he carelessly raise such a precious flower until it was half dead.

If you think about it carefully, it must be someone who doesn't know how to get it from somewhere.

Such a precious flower fell into the hands of passers-by who don't understand, it's a waste of money, and they are very heartbroken.

Fang Heyan asked Wei Zhihe: "I want to ask classmate Xiao Wei, can you transfer this potted flower to me? The price can be negotiated."

Wei Zhihe glanced at the flowers on the table protected by several Taoist priests, and shook his head gently: "I'm sorry, this is a gift from the elders, it may not work." He was not short of money, but then he asked again, "This potted flower is very expensive. Is it important?"

Fang Heyan tried his best to look more friendly: "To tell you the truth, this flower may only be used for ornamental purposes for ordinary people, but for those of us with special occupations, it has other uses."

Wei Zhihe still shook his head: "I'm very sorry, this potted flower is of great significance to me, and I won't sell it."

Fang Heyan thought that it is normal for him to distrust Wei Zhihe for the first time, and it is even more impossible for the elders to give things to others casually.However, this plant is very useful and rare, and he doesn't want to miss it.

Fang Heyan didn't dare to buy or sell by force, so he settled for the next best thing: "Since this is the case, I won't force it. But, do you know how to raise it? I have a way to take care of this plant here. After it blooms and bears fruit, can I give it to you?" My seed."

Wei Zhihe and Fang Heyan didn't know each other well, and said, "I don't know what it looks like when it grows, I'll talk about it later."

Fang Heyan said: "Then can I add a WeChat with you first?"

Grandpa told Wei Zhihe not to be too irritable when he arrived in the city, but to smile when facing others. Fang Heyan's attitude was also quite good, and he agreed: "Okay."

After adding Wei Zhihe's WeChat, Fang Heyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then thank you in advance."

Wei Zhihe didn't promise him anything, and left holding the flowerpot with only one leaf growing on it, without expressing any curiosity about the identities of Daoist Fang and the others.

After Wei Zhihe left, the remaining three priests were very depressed.

Daoist A: "Fang Daochang, why did he let him take it away like this, it will not be easy to meet in the future."

Daochang Yi was a little angry: "That's a baby that I can't get for a thousand years..."

Daochang C didn't speak.

Fang Heyan shook his head and sighed: "We can never take away the love of others."

Daochang C: "But the child doesn't look like he will love it."

Fang Heyan: "After all, it was left by his elders. Maybe we have been with him in his family, so we can't mess around." He was a bit jealous, and it would not be so good if he offended his fellows.

More importantly, this is not a territory they are familiar with, and it is difficult to find a middleman.

A pot of plants did not attract much attention at school, Wei Zhihe took the flower pot back to the dormitory and placed it on the table.

He really didn't love the potted plant much.

After bringing the flowerpot back to the dormitory, Wei Zhihe went to military training with his classmates with peace of mind.

In the days of military training that followed, no strange incidents occurred in the school.

During this period, Wei Jinfan and Wei Jinxin called several times, they were all concerned about Wei Zhihe's eating habits at school, and whether he lived comfortably. .

The two weeks of military training passed quickly, and the freshmen who should be tanned were tanned, and those who should be white were still white.

The senior seniors and sisters have returned to school one after another. Looking at the tanned freshmen, they expressed their satisfaction. They also came here in the same way back then. This is youth.

Wei Zhihe's Department of Computer Science has more men than women, more monks and less food, and they all scramble to develop romances abroad.

In the dormitory, except for Li Yingjun who has a lot of negative emotions about his figure and feels that he can't find a girlfriend, the other two are full of confidence, but it seems that there is no girl they really like. Fancy.

Wei Zhihe doesn't care about love and love, and he is not keen on it. Every time other people talk about this topic, he starts to play with his mobile phone. Like a Buddhist boy, he waters flowers and reads books every day.

However, Wei Zhihe's lack of interest in girls does not mean that girls are not interested in him. There are quite a few girls who add him on WeChat. The roommates are very envious, but they also hate iron and steel, because Wei Zhihe doesn't reply to them at all.

Gradually there are rumors that Wei Zhihe is a conceited person, although he always smiles at people, but he is arrogant in his heart and looks down on others.

When Li Yingjun relayed the rumor to Wei Zhihe, he just shook his head and said it didn't matter.

After the military training is over, you have to devote your energy to your studies.

When the freshmen were discussing which department had the most beauties and which department had the most handsome men, a new post was posted on the school's forum, with more than a dozen large high-definition pictures attached. A handsome young professor who is too handsome to close his legs shows up in one of the school's classrooms.

Of course, the replies to this post are all the teachers and sisters of the school, and the elementary school girls who have just entered the school have not yet figured out the way.

Not long after I got the book, the teacher didn't even read it all, and it was the weekend, and the freshmen felt very happy, and they could finally go out of school.

Wei Zhihe was thinking about the repair shop, he couldn't deal with monsters, he felt very lonely.

Campus life is indeed fresh and colorful, but he is not very interested.

As soon as Friday arrived, many students began to plan weekend activities and where to go to see the attractions.

Liu Quansong is a man from the north. He has great ambitions, and he is determined to climb the highest mountain in Qingyuan City.

Li Yingjun straightened his face when he heard this: "Climbing the mountain is very tiring!"

Liu Quansong: "The beauties from the foreign language department will also be together, shall we go or not?"

Li Yingjun was the first to respond: "There are beauties, I'll go."

Sun Weiling also said: "Go, I like climbing mountains."

Wei Zhihe was still watering the flowers.

The three looked at him together, Wei Zhihe was very considerate and did not spoil their interest: "Okay, let's go together."

They also called a boy from another dormitory.

Li Yingjun assigned tasks to himself enthusiastically: "If you go to Shaoshan, you have to stay for one night. I'm a local, so let me book rooms for you!"

So, he booked a hotel on the mountain.