Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

After Zhang Qianxiu went upstairs, he went straight to sit on the balcony, and gradually got used to this position.

Su Yuwei followed, sat down in her place, looked at Zhang Qianxiu's depressed face, and said, "Are you not happy yet?"

Zhang Qianxiu asked in return: "Are you happy to change your position in my position?"

"Actually! Uncle still cares about you in his heart." Su Yuwei said.

Zhang Qianxiu would definitely not refute it if he changed his previous life, because he knew very well in his heart that his father in the previous life had also endured all the hardships in order to get himself to school, but he had always looked calm and calm.

At that time, Zhang Qianxiu felt that his father was a bit too much, but he could understand.

After all, his father had already given everything in order to let him go to school, and even sold blood many times.

In his previous life, Zhang Qianxiu always thought of everything his parents had given him, and felt that what he did for his parents was what he should do. You raise me as a child and I raise you as you grow old.

Therefore, the older sister married Han Changsheng. Although Zhang Qianxiu was dissatisfied, he never said a word about his parents. Because his sister married Han Changsheng, all the money from the family was given to him to go to school. He had no face to blame his parents. Just have a deep guilt for my sister.

But in this life, everything is okay, even if his father is lazy, Zhang Qianxiu doesn't matter.

But his father had to brush up on the character of the sense of existence at every turn, which made Zhang Qianxiu's heart very aggrieved, uncomfortable, and depressed.

Su Yuwei got up: "I'll get a book and show it to you."

Su Yuwei said, turned around and walked in. After a while, she took out a book and handed it to Zhang Qianxiu.

Zhang Qianxiu took a look.

I go, it's all in English.

Zhang Qianxiu's English level is average. A simple sentence or two does not seem to be stressful, but if you want to read a book, it is still stressful.

I glanced at the cover of "principlesofPhysiologialPsychology", tried to translate it, and asked: "Psychology?"

Su Yuwei nodded and said, "This book was written by Wundt Wilhelm, the father of psychology. It is called "Principles of Physiological Psychology". When I submitted the article, I contacted the editor of the publishing house and asked him to find me a few such books. Come over, the original text of this book is not in English, and the English is also translated, but there is no Chinese, and I can’t understand the original text."

"I researched it. Uncle's situation is actually lacking self-confidence and wanting to show his status."

"From a certain point of view, you are his greatest threat. He tries his best to surpass you, but he does not have this ability, so he can only use his father's identity to suppress you."

"All in all, it is to tell you that no matter how good you are, there is no use. He is your father and you have to listen to him."

Zhang Qianxiu still had some admiration for Su Yuwei in her heart, and she didn't know when she finished reading such a thick English book by herself.

At the same time, Zhang Qianxiu was extremely depressed: "Isn't my dad okay to look for trouble? He wants to be the head of the family, and no one is arguing with him."

"You don't fight, but your family makes many decisions. Uncle can't be the master at all." Su Yuwei said: "First of all, your sister's affairs, the engagement banquet was caused by you; your sister went to Pengcheng, and you gave it away; those messed up. Uncle’s rumors, uncle has no choice but to come to you."

"More importantly, the money earned by uncle is nothing but a fraction of yours. He can't highlight his own importance."

"In general, uncle, he thinks that you don't care about the things that he is the master, and he has nothing to do with the things you want to intervene."

Zhang Qianxiu was speechless for a while, and he could probably understand this feeling in his heart, but he couldn't understand that they were all in the family. As long as there was no trouble in the family, he would not fight for his "sovereignty" with his father. It was okay. What's the point of tossing yourself?

"Leave him alone! I won't be bothered by seeing or worrying from now on." Zhang Qianxiu said helplessly.

Su Yuwei also doesn't have any good suggestions: "Sometimes you don't be too straight. In some trivial matters, just be soft with your uncle, and he can't really do anything to you."

As long as Zhang Qianxiu hears his father making irresponsible remarks and picking up his own faults, he will follow his heart: "I will try my best!"

"Do you want me to make up lessons for you?" Su Yuwei asked.

"No, I can just flip through the book myself." Zhang Qianxiu didn't know how to explain, and asked Su Yuwei to make up lessons for herself. It's really not as fast as reading the book by herself, and just make a few sets of papers to consolidate it.

"Whatever you want, just remember that you want to go to Fudan University. Don't fail it then." Su Yuwei warned: "If there is anything you can't understand, just ask me."

Zhang Qianxiu "hehe" smiled: "You still care about me!"

"I don't care, it's just that I'm an acquaintance with you. I can help if I can." Su Yuwei looked indifferent.

Zhang Qianxiu also didn't care: "By the way, those furniture, do you have any designs?"

"I've designed it! But I can't paint. I'm just learning to paint these days." Su Yuwei said casually.

"Are you learning to paint?" Zhang Qianxiu was taken aback for a moment: "You go to class every day, do you still have time to learn this?"

"I'm also previewing! Some of the simpler places, you can see it at a glance, and I have some time to do other things in class." Su Yuwei said and stood up: "I'll get the manuscripts drawn in the past few days."

When Su Yuwei brought it, they were all sketches, but the style was basically similar to the current furniture.

This is related to a cognitive problem. You have not seen the designs of later generations. No matter how simple those designs are, you can't think of them even if you want to break your head.

Although Su Yuwei is smart, the furniture he has seen is the current styles, and at best some other more luxurious styles have been seen on TV.

But in this era, the aesthetics are the main focus, and some minimalist furniture has not yet appeared.

However, Su Yuwei has already made a lot of adjustments.

Zhang Qianxiu looked at it for a while, and said with dissatisfaction: "Your designs are similar to the current styles."

"I have designed some according to my own ideas, and all the ideas are added together, and the result is even more different." Su Yuwei said and turned out a few design drafts.

Zhang Qianxiu took a look, and suddenly became speechless.

The furniture designed in this way is completely in the dreamy style of a girl, just like the furniture in fairy tales, with various carvings and various patterns.

Although Su Yuwei tried his best to make this dreamy style more practical, but she didn't study design, and it was not practical in many places.

"You want to make a dream castle!" Zhang Qianxiu sighed, and took out a petal-shaped dining table design drawing: "This is in line with your girl's aesthetics. It is this stool. At first glance, it is known that it does not conform to the human body. Mechanics, people are definitely uncomfortable to sit on, and this table is not suitable for eating. The basic design of a dining table is to be comfortable when eating and easy to pick up dishes. This completely violates the most basic original intention, just for the pursuit of good-looking."

Although Su Yuwei was approved for a while, she was not angry. Instead, she said: "I know, I didn't intend to show it to you. This is just to tell you that there may be too many unreasonable things that I imagined out of thin air. It is better to follow Make changes to existing things."

Zhang Qianxiu nodded slightly and expressed his approval: "This is not wrong. Most of the things we use now are more in line with normal people's habits. Even if there are some anti-human habits, many people are used to it. Give me a pen. I will design one for you to see."

Su Yuwei handed Zhang Qianxiu a pencil.

Zhang Qianxiu took a look at Su Yuwei's design, and then recalled the styles of furniture in the previous life.

There are many styles, but also in line with the style of red sandalwood, the best is the Chinese style.

But Zhang Qianxiu doesn't like the traditional red sandalwood furniture. It looks too old-fashioned, and it feels calm, luxurious and classic.

What Zhang Qianxiu wants is to have a classic style, yet be compatible with simplicity and practicality.

After much deliberation, I really thought of a design. All the furniture abandons the carving of dragons and phoenixes, and uses the style of simple furniture, but in the details, all use the style of classical furniture.

I just don't know how it works.

"I'm optimistic!" Zhang Qianxiu picked up the pen, ready to briefly outline the appearance of a sofa.

However, Zhang Qianxiu has never learned to draw. Without a ruler, he can't draw a straight line. With a ruler, he can't draw a standard cuboid.

Zhang Qianxiu wiped out the changes and couldn't help but complain: "The protagonists of those online novels will go through everything. I haven't forgotten what I did before, and I didn't know what I did before, and I didn't have the hands to catch!"

"What are you whispering?" Su Yuwei did not hear Zhang Qianxiu's whispering complaint clearly.

Zhang Qianxiu glanced at Su Yuwei's manuscripts. Although there are traces of an eraser, the things they draw are pretty much the same, so he just put down the pen and said a little depressed: "I don't know how to draw this, you Come and paint, for me."

"You draw a rough look first!" Su Yuwei smiled lightly: "This painting also needs to be skilled, or else what else to learn! You haven't learned it before, and it's normal to not be able to paint."

Zhang Qianxiu picked up the pen again and sighed and said, "You little girl, when you speak, you look old-fashioned."

"I was older than you." Su Yuwei emphasized: "I am older than you in a few months."

Zhang Qianxiu smiled softly: "How do you know that you are older than me?"

"You want to shame? Isn't this obvious?" Su Yuwei was slightly dissatisfied with Zhang Qianxiu's attitude.

While talking, Zhang Qianxiu didn't pursue beauty either, and he barely drew what he wanted, except that the straight lines are not straight, the curves are not curved, and they look really bad.

But the approximate appearance can still be distinguished clearly.