Chapter 42: Brand new club activity building

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When it was time to visit the club, the squad leader kept his word and led the large troops in a forced march to the location drawn by Kagawa on the campus map. This attracted a lot of attention from the seniors of the sports club who were exercising on the sports field and other classes that were visiting. Sideways glance: What's going on?

The two parties involved were half pushed and half pulled to keep up with the large army. They were still a little nervous now.

Qiu Manman was nervous about going to see his own new club activity room.

Kagawa's excitement is about witnessing a building that is even more miraculous than the shortest construction time record in the history of the 21st century.

The distance from the teaching building to the dormitory area, which seemed quite long during lunch break, now only takes less than one-third to complete. A girl next to me suddenly said: "Yes, yes! It's right in front!"

Kagawa looked towards the end of the road in the dormitory area. Sure enough, there was a building that he had not seen yesterday. From a distance, the shape looked a bit like a badminton court or sports ground in a residential area of ​​a big city in the 21st century. After getting closer, I realized that this thing is quite big.

Since the exterior wall had not been painted yet, the exterior was still metallic silver-grey, which surprised Kagawa. She originally thought that the gray walls of this building would be layers of alloy exterior walls like those in 21st century science fiction novels, but it turned out to be an entire clean metal wall.

She touched it curiously, but there was no cold feeling as expected. Instead, she felt like she was touching a frosted acrylic board. She subconsciously thought that the building material was not hard, so she patted it hard.

As a result, the wall did not move at all, and she returned to her classmates with a depressed look on her hand.

"Hahaha, how can anyone slap synthetic building materials in the face as soon as they come up?"

The boys couldn't stop laughing, and the girls couldn't help laughing.

"I've never studied architecture. How do I know if this material is hard enough... By the way, what are synthetic building materials?"

As she said this, she looked at the boy who was leading the laughter, and everyone also looked at him curiously. Kagawa breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this: Fortunately, he was not the only illiterate person present.

"Ahem." Suddenly became the focus of attention. The boy was also a little nervous. After clearing his throat pretendingly, he patted the metal wall and explained: "Synthetic building materials are meteorites and planets collected by the convoy's engineers using escort ships. The stone is extracted and fused using material conversion technology. Schools, government facilities, and hospitals are all made of first-class building materials. It is said that they can even withstand direct impact from meteorites without being damaged."

What kind of black technology is this? Xiangchuan complained in his mind and asked: "Don't residential areas use first-class building materials?"

"Xiagawa, you asked a good question." The familiar boy gave a thumbs up (Xiagawa: Has this gesture actually survived?), "Although first-class building materials have excellent impact resistance, heat resistance, and cold resistance, due to their density It is so high that it requires a high-heat laser to cut, and it is difficult to perform frequent secondary processing. It is not suitable for residential buildings that need to be decorated and renovated. The same is true for your activity room, which is basically finalized after it is built, so I suggest If you have any decoration needs, I suggest you mention it to the student union or the principal as soon as possible."

"You know a lot."

The brown-haired boy gave a rare compliment.

"Everywhere, I just learned and sold them with my brother. He majored in architecture in college."

The mature boy felt a little shy after receiving the direct compliment.

Demand... Xiangchuan thought about it for a while. In addition to the need for an exhaust facility, the large space in the writing club activity room, which can be used as a dedicated kitchen on campus, does not need any decoration adjustments for the time being. On the contrary, it is Qiu Manman's side.

"Stage... changing room... backstage... curtain..."

Qiu Manman, who was already nervous and a bit nervous, took the expense list that Xiangchuan copied to her for another review. After repeating it three times to confirm that it was correct, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Just looking at the outer wall is certainly not enough. People pushed their way into the ancient food club activity room, which had not yet installed doors and windows, and then let out one after another exclamations.

The area of ​​​​two hundred square meters is no joke. The large clubs in the club building are only more than 100 square meters. Moreover, due to the piles of various equipment and cabinets and the large number of members, it looks more crowded than the actual area. , and the activity room in front of us is so big that it can even be used as a small lecture hall!

"Kagawa, are you planning to form a club? Are you sure you are not planning to open a store in the school?"

A classmate complained.

"Of course not...um...it's hard to say?"

Xiangchuan tilted his head and thought for a moment. If the items he tried out were too many, he might be able to sell some to his classmates to subsidize the funds? Although there is no shortage of money now.

"Kagawa Kagawa, when will you recruit people?"

Suddenly a classmate asked.

"Huh? Well...it doesn't look like it can be used now, maybe tomorrow?"

Kagawa looked around, thinking that no matter what he said, he should set up a few tables to show off.

"Then I want to sign up first!"

"I want it too, I want it too!"

"Kagawa, please leave some space for us!"

Students in the class who had not yet decided on a club suddenly started to sign up enthusiastically, which almost frightened Kagawa: What happened all of a sudden?

Looking at everyone's eagerness to try, Xiangchuan calmed down and soon guessed what everyone was thinking: they could eat 21st century delicacies nearby, they could escape from club teaching openly, they were just out of pure curiosity, or they were originally professional enough. I got top spot, so I wanted to take advantage of my third year of high school to try out this new club of my own.

It was really hard for Xiangchuan to refute their ideas. After all, from her perspective as an "ancient", choosing club activities out of interest was a matter of course. Moreover, according to the class teacher's explanation yesterday, if she was not satisfied, she could still switch to another club. Societies.

But it’s too much trouble to manage so many people at once! The lazy Kagawa only had this idea at this time.

"Stop, stop, stop, I'm very happy that everyone is so enthusiastic, but this is a new club after all, and I can't take care of everyone when so many people come at once... Well, I will conduct a group entrance test tomorrow. If If you pass the test, you can enter my club unconditionally."

Xiangchuan had an idea and thought of a way.

Everyone calmed down after hearing that a group entrance test was required.

"The test... is to learn about food substitutes?"

A classmate asked uneasily. This was also a question that most people were concerned about. After all, only Xiangchuan was the only one here who knew the knowledge about ancient food. This test would directly eliminate everyone.

"No, no, no, why are you taking these tests... But I won't spoil it for now. I'll tell you tomorrow. It's very simple, and there's no need to do any questions."

With an idea in mind, Xiangchuan's mood instantly improved a lot. However, thinking about the poor food knowledge of modern people, she began to worry about whether she would have to bribe a few classmates to support her if no one could bear the pain tomorrow... …