Chapter 87: Pinching a Villain
Jiang Yanzhou paused, and used his wrist to force Shen Mochuan to stop, with worry in his eyes, "Shen Mochuan, what's wrong with you? If you don't like it here, why don't we go back first?"
Shen Mochuan paused, looked back at Jiang Yanzhou, glanced at the increasing number of people gathering, and pulled Jiang Yanzhou to a relatively quiet place.
"I'm fine, I'm just a little confused. I'll be fine after I calm down."
Jiang Yanzhou stared at Shen Mochuan nervously. It was the first time he saw Shen Mochuan like this: uneasy, cautious, and hesitant.
But the Shen Mochuan he knew shouldn't be like this.
This feeling, which was so different from usual, made Jiang Yanzhou even more worried. He moved closer to Shen Mochuan, and the distance between them became closer. "Shen Mochuan, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."
Shen Mochuan's gaze fell on Jiang Yanzhou, and he reached out and rubbed his head. "It's okay. Since you're here, of course you have to have fun."
Jiang Yanzhou looked at Shen Mochuan, but seeing Shen Mochuan's current condition, he had no way of having fun, and he didn't care about Shen Mochuan's condition at all.
He stood beside Shen Mochuan, feeling somewhat helpless, but Shen Mochuan was unwilling to reveal even a little of his inner thoughts.
He really didn't know what to do.
Jiang Yanzhou felt inexplicably irritated. He turned his head to look at the crowd that had gathered together, and suddenly remembered what a stranger had said to them in the crowd just now, "They are a couple, holding hands."
So, Shen Mochuan was unhappy because of this?
Jiang Yanzhou looked at their still holding hands, and Shen Mochuan was holding his wrist tightly.
Jiang Yanzhou was confused.
He looked up at Shen Mochuan and decided to speak directly: "Shen Mochuan, are you unhappy because someone just said that we look like a couple?"
When Shen Mochuan heard this, his long eyelashes trembled and his eyes were filled with panic.
Jiang Yanzhou stared at Shen Mochuan's eyes closely. He found that Shen Mochuan seemed particularly unable to hide his emotions today.
"No, I'm afraid you might be upset if you hear it."
Jiang Yanzhou's eyes flashed, "Is that so? Don't worry, I don't take it to heart. Don't keep thinking about it."
As he spoke, Jiang Yanzhou pulled Shen Mochuan forward.
Shen Mochuan followed behind Jiang Yanzhou, looked at the two people's clasped hands, and tightened them silently.
[It seems like it would be a good idea to keep hanging out with Jiang Yanzhou. This would also allow others to know and see.]
Jiang Yanzhou walked in front with confusion in his eyes. He was puzzled by Shen Mochuan's half-speaking and half-hiding thoughts, but every time at this time, Shen Mochuan always had a secret in his heart.
Jiang Yanzhou pulled Shen Mochuan to a clay shop with the words "Creative Handicraft" written on it.
Looking at the various clay shapes made by everyone, Jiang Yanzhou suddenly became interested.
It just so happens that Shen Mochuan's mind is also in a mess right now, so it would be good for him to sit down and calm down.
He pulled Shen Mochuan to sit down and said, "Let's make some handicrafts."
Shen Mochuan glanced at the crooked clay on other people's tables.
"It seems a little difficult. What do you want to pinch?"
Jiang Yanzhou was looking at the finished products on display on the shelf when he suddenly saw a very cute little man.
Jiang Yanzhou pointed at the little man and said, "How about we pinch each other? You pinch me and I pinch you, how about that?"
Shen Mochuan glanced at the person next to them who was holding the cup crookedly.
[It feels a bit suspenseful.]
Jiang Yanzhou tugged at Shen Mochuan's sleeve and said, "Try it, experience it for yourself."
"Yeah." Shen Mochuan nodded.
[Assistant Jiang's request is something I can never refuse.]
Jiang Yanzhou smiled.
Is it really that easy to use?
If I shamelessly ask for a raise now, will Shen Mochuan agree?
Jiang Yanzhou touched his nose.
Forget it, I can’t open my mouth.
He asked the staff for some clay, and when they heard that they wanted to make figurines, the staff paused while giving them the clay.
"Well, it's very difficult to make figurines. Do you have any experience?"
Jiang Yanzhou shook his head. "No, but we are here just to experience it. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work."
The staff handed them the clay and said, "Okay."
After getting the clay, Jiang Yanzhou looked around curiously, and the staff asked a young lady to come over and guide them.
Jiang Yanzhou was the first to pinch out a small round head and showed it off to Shen Mochuan, "Look, your head."
Shen Mochuan: “…”
What does this describe?
The young lady also burst out laughing.
Jiang Yanzhou was very satisfied with the round head in his hand.
Then, he pinched a circle slightly larger than the head and said, "This is your body."
Shen Mochuan: “…”
He tried not to be influenced by Jiang Yanzhou and carefully observed the equally round head in his hand.
[Using this as Jiang Yanzhou's head seems a bit small.]
Jiang Yanzhou: “!!!”
Who are you calling shameless?
Jiang Yanzhou moved his body and turned his back to Shen Mochuan to show his anger.
But when it came to the part of pinching the limbs, Jiang Yanzhou couldn't pinch out two hands and feet of similar length.
He looked back at Shen Mochuan's progress.
"How come you're so fast?"
Shen Mochuan paused slightly, turned his head to look at the two small balls still placed safely on Jiang Yanzhou's desk, and then looked at the somewhat sturdy cylinder in Jiang Yanzhou's hand.
Some clay accidentally got on his face, so he took out a tissue and wiped Jiang Yanzhou's face.
Then he reached out and lifted the clay in Jiang Yanzhou's hand, "It's too much, can you use a little less?"
He helped Jiang Yanzhou step by step to sculpt a pair of "his" hands and feet.
Jiang Yanzhou was immediately happy after getting the result. He pressed the head, body and limbs, and a little man with a rudimentary shape appeared.
Jiang Yanzhou placed the little figure on the tray and turned it around, becoming more and more satisfied the more he looked at it.
Finally, you need to give the little man his facial features.
After finishing, Shen Mochuan looked at the Q version of Assistant Jiang on the table and found him cuter the more he looked at him.
If Assistant Jiang really turned into a villain, he would be even cuter than this.
He couldn't help but think.
A simple little man made Jiang Yanzhou sweat all over. He wiped the sweat off his face, and the clay rubbed on his face again.
After hearing Shen Mochuan's thoughts, Jiang Yanzhou stopped wiping his face and looked at the little man on Shen Mochuan's desk.
I became a villain?
What are Shen Mochuan's hobbies?
Shen Mochuan also gently helped Jiang Yanzhou wipe the clay off his face.
The staff took them to wash their hands.
The clay they made was taken to be baked, and the staff gave them a place to pick up the clay.
It was still morning when they sat down in the clay shop, and by the time they finished making a little figure, it was already past three in the afternoon.
After walking around the exhibition for a while, Jiang Yanzhou was already choking with hunger. He leaned on Shen Mochuan's back and said, "Brother Shen, I'm hungry."
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