When Gu Fuye was in school, his talent was already known to many people in the industry.

But almost everyone only knows that he is the rising star in the sculpture world, and few people know that he has also made straw weaving

Yu Jie didn't know either. She looked around the weaving weave as big as a palm, but couldn't see the name, "That's it?"

Shi Sangluo sat at the desk and was sticking a simple dustproof cover with a few pieces of transparent glass. Hearing this, he said, "It's really thanks to Wu Yun and Zhou You today, otherwise I don't know where this straw weaving will be."

Yu Jie looked dirty and pointed at the weaving straw and said speechlessly: "If it weren't for what you said in person, I really don't believe that this thing was actually the work of Senior Gu. The one with his sculptures is not an excellent artistic and ornamentality. Is this... a chicken coop just like the one that my grandma made for me when I was a child?"

Shi Sangluo sighed: "Yu Jie, this is a gift he gave me, not a chicken coop."

Yu Jie looked at the straw weave in front of her and was speechless.

There are two cute straw chicks in a thatched nest as big as a palm, and two eggs next to it.

"Isn't this a chicken coop?"

"The name of this work is - Home, which has meaning."

Yu Jie pulled the corner of her mouth: "Okay, okay, I know, calling a chicken coop is indeed a bit low, so I decided to give him a name that is both fashionable and down-to-earth."

"What?"

"Nestle!"

Shi Sangluo smiled and shook his head: "Do you want to have coffee?"

"No, I just think this name sounds much more elegant than a chicken coop."

"Then you might as well call it the Bird's Nest, at least you have the same name as the stadium in the capital."

Yu Jie raised her eyebrows: "It's OK."

Shi Sangluo finally completed the dust cover on his hand, "Okay."

She walked over and gently buckled the glass cover on the straw to protect it.

Yu Jie said: "By the way, did Wu Yun call you back?"

"Not yet."

"Do I want you to check it out?"

"I'll wait and see first. If there are clues on the way around, you won't have to worry about it anymore."

As he was talking, the phone vibrated twice.

It was a voice message from Wu Yun: "Senior sister, Zhou You has not found any other works by Senior Gu yet, but he is still looking up. If there are any clues, I will tell you the first time."

After listening to it, Shi Sangluo replied [Thank you.]

Yu Jie fiddled with her cell phone and said, "By the way, I have a good relationship with the school-runnered person. I'll ask you for a question. The recent project of funding for poor students by H University seems to be done by Senior Gu's former tutor Mr. Zhang."

Shi Sangluo asked hurriedly: "Does he know where all the works of Fuye have been sent?"

Yu Jie shook her head: "The death of Senior Gu was a big blow to Teacher Zhang. He was sick for half a year and later recovered, but he never became a teacher anymore. In recent years, he has lived in the teaching academy of H University, playing chess and fishing every day. I heard that he will never do sculptures again."

"...I have heard about Teacher Zhang, too."

"I heard from the school that Teacher Zhang was very active in this project to raise funds to support poor students, and even donated one million out of his own pocket." Yu Jie paused and wanted to say something, "The school manager said that it seemed that it was what Senior Gu told Teacher Zhang when he was still alive."
Chapter completed!