Chapter 442: Love
Even though Xu Qingsong's fingers were covered in mud, it didn't stop him from looking good. Liu Wangxue took out her phone and started recording a video. It was a treat for those who love hands. It would be a pity to miss it.
He sat with his legs apart, close to the pottery throwing machine, his elbows resting on the inside of his knees for support. The sycamore ring on his left hand had been removed before making pottery. The white clay was spinning rapidly under his palm, gradually being smoothed into a regular shape. His cold white skin, slender fingers full of strength, but his fingertips were so gentle that he tamed the clay and made it into any shape he wanted.
After Liu Wangxue finished taking the close-up, she moved on to take the panoramic shot. Looking at his serious expression, she thought, if this video was posted on the platform, she wondered how many screams it would cause.
"I really want to turn into the piece of mud in his hand~"
"Ahhh pinch me pinch me~"
"No, rub me~"
Liu Wangxue thought that there would definitely be such unrestrained comments, and as she thought about it, she laughed out loud.
Xu Qingsong took his hands off the half-formed pottery, looked up at her with a smile, and asked, "What are you laughing at? Do you think my work is not good-looking?"
Liu Wangxue clicked the end button to end the recording, put away the phone, and shook his head: "It looks good. It looks really good."
As she spoke, she sat back on the small stool, and moved it closer to Xu Qingsong, holding his arm and sticking close to him: "How come you are so amazing? You know everything!"
Xu Qingsong turned his head to look at her: "Do you still want to play? I'll lead you to do it."
Liu Wangxue shook her head: "No, I've washed my hands. And if I do that, I'll definitely be doing you a disservice. Just do it, and I'll watch."
Xu Qingsong raised his hand and touched her nose, leaving a piece of white clay. Liu Wangxue immediately turned her head and rubbed it, and then rubbed the clay all over his sleeve. Then she looked up at him, and the two smiled at each other.
"Okay, then you watch." Xu Qingsong said.
Liu Wangxue let go of his arm, but still sat close to him, supporting her chin with both hands, watching him finish the rest.
After finishing, Xu Qingsong carved some simple patterns on the pottery under the guidance of the teacher. Liu Wangxue also tried it, which was relatively simple. She drew a simple picture on it, and the shapes showed that they were Pengpeng, Xiaoci and Guagua.
Wenxi and Du Yunkai's glaze painting was also completed. Wenxi chose a small house as a decoration, and Du Yunkai chose a small parrot, intending to give it to Chacha as a gift.
Tao Huayu made a plate and a bowl, and Li Yu made two cups, all of which were basic shapes. After asking the teacher, I learned that they had to wait until they were dried, trimmed, and bisque-fired before they could be glazed, and by that time they would have left. So I chose a pattern from the shop assistant and asked the instructor in the store to help paint it.
Liu Wangxue and Xu Qingsong's four vases, tall, short, fat and thin, did not need to be painted. When they chose the clay, they focused on the color of the clay itself. Wenxi and Du Yunkai's glaze still needed to be baked again after painting, and they could not get it for the time being, so they all filled in the delivery address.
The experience here ended, two hours had passed and everyone was hungry, so we quickly went to the finished product sales area next door to see if there was anything we liked and buy so that we could go eat.
The styles of the finished products are quite rich, including various cute little ornaments of flowers, birds, fish and insects, sets of exquisite tableware and tea sets, and even some accessories and two-dimensional character figures.
Liu Wangxue quickly selected a set of tea sets and tableware for herself, but she was troubled when choosing a gift. She asked Xu Qingsong: "What do you think would be a good gift for the twins and your aunt?"
Xu Qingsong pointed to a tall man wearing a Confucian scarf and a navy blue robe in the 2D figurine area and said, "This? It's a popular anime character recently. I saw the twins posted photos of themselves cosplaying this character on their Moments."
"What anime?" Liu Wangxue asked, "The twins also do Cosplay?"
Xu Qingsong took out his phone and searched for it for her to see: "Yes, he started playing since junior high school. He seems to be quite famous in their circle."
Liu Wangxue was amazed by the pictures on his phone and whispered, "Wow, this model is so good that it makes people greedy at first sight. I'll take a look when I have time. Really, there is one more 2D husband."
Xu Qingsong raised his hand, opened his palm and pinched her face: "Don't talk nonsense."
Liu Wangxue immediately understood what he meant, blinked and smiled, but since the occasion was inappropriate, she did not refute: "Okay then~"
Xu Qingsong let go of his hand and scratched her dimple with his finger.
Liu Wangxue bent over and looked at the figurine for a while. It was really well made, very delicate, and the figure's expression was lifelike. She asked Xu Qingsong, "Are you two buying the same one?"
"The same one, right?" Xu Qingsong smiled. "One year, I gave them both birthday presents, and they argued for an entire afternoon because the colors were different. They weren't arguing over which one was better, they just wanted the same one. In the end, I had no choice but to buy another one. Only when they saw that they were exactly the same did they finally stop arguing."
Liu Wangxue also laughed and asked, "The twins should have been quite young at that time, right?"
Xu Qingsong replied: "Nine years old, I think."
"Now that I'm older, I shouldn't do that anymore." Liu Wangxue said, but she still bought two identical ones.
Then he picked out a vase in the shape of a Peking Opera Qingyi for Xu Qingsong's aunt. Xu Qingsong said that his aunt was a comic artist and was currently drawing a Peking Opera-related story.
Xu Qingsong picked two flower pots with succulents, one was a little monkey peeling bananas, and the other was a little cow eating grass.
Liu Wangxue asked him: "Want to grow flowers?"
Xu Qingsong suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I only want to take care of you now, I won't even look at anything else."
The love words came too suddenly. Liu Wangxue's heartbeat accelerated for a moment. Her cheeks flushed slightly. She glanced at him and said, "I don't need you to support me. I'm already living a comfortable life."
"You'll need it." Xu Qingsong's eyes were a little aggressive, and also wrapped in an inexplicable ambiguity. He looked away and continued, "This is a gift for your mother. There were two pots of succulents that got cracked when they were moved around, and she has been wanting to exchange them, saying that she didn't find anything she liked."
Liu Wangxue took his arm and said with emotion: "No wonder my parents like you. Look at how attentive you are. I didn't even know that the flower pot at home had a crack."
Xu Qingsong went to check out with her, carrying a shopping basket, and jokingly asked her, "Do you need to reflect on this?"
Liu Wangxue nodded: "Yes, it is indeed necessary to reflect on this."
Wenxi and the other three also picked out some small things. After paying the bill, everyone unanimously decided to have lunch on this street. They just found a store that looked okay and went in.
After ordering the food, Xu Qingsong's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that the number seemed familiar to him. It seemed to be the consultation number he had called when booking tickets for the script-killing show.
After picking up the phone, the other party introduced himself and confirmed the information with Xu Qingsong, and then explained the purpose of the call: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Xu, there is a problem with the script venue you booked. A guest just accidentally destroyed a key prop. Now our prop master is rushing to repair it, but it is estimated that it will not be repaired within today. Do you think you and your friend will choose to postpone the time or change to another script? If neither works, we can also refund the full amount."
Xu Qingsong listened and said: "Wait a moment, I'll ask them."
"OK."
Xu Qingsong put down his phone, told everyone the situation, and asked, "What do you think?"
Several people said they wanted to change the notebook. Since they had already ordered it, they must go and have fun.
Liu Wangxue asked: "What other books are available for selection during the time period we have booked?"
Xu Qingsong turned on the speaker of his mobile phone and placed it in the middle of the table so that everyone could hear the customer service's answer.
They originally ordered a futuristic science fiction script, but now due to the temporary change, there are not many options to choose from, only two. One is a modern background, with a family and emotional horror element, solving a case and finding the murderer; the other is a deep courtyard in the ancient background, more like a secret room escape.
After listening to the customer service introduction, everyone unanimously chose the former, largely because of the horror story that they made up in the morning. Tao Huayu said: "It just so happens that I haven't had enough fun this morning, so I'll go down and experience it for myself."
Others thought so too.
So after lunch, everyone carried their things back to the hotel, rested and took a nap, and then got up and took the sightseeing bus to the script-killing building.
The script-killing building is next to the mall. It is a separate building with four floors. When it was first built, it was also used as a shop, an indoor market, but the effect was not very good, so it was closed later. In recent years, script-killing has become popular, and a wealthy boss has rented the entire building and turned it into a script-killing venue.
Their scenes were well-decorated and the scripts were solid. As soon as the advertisements were released, they immediately attracted many young people to come and play. Later, they continued to innovate and the reputation of the game remained high. Many tourists came here just for this game.
The lobby on the first floor is the reception area. Quite a few players were already sitting there waiting, some chatting, some eating snacks, and some going to the small rooms next door. When they came out, some looked dejected, while others were dancing with joy.
Liu Wangxue and the others found an empty seat and sat down. The walls around them were covered with posters of various scripts. Their script was called "Love Story", and Liu Wangxue found it at a glance. They also saw this when they were selecting scripts together the day before yesterday. It was quite popular.
The poster of "Love" is very simple, with a dark red background. A long-haired girl is being strangled by a big hand with bulging blue veins, and her wide-open eyes are filled with fear and despair.
Wenxi said: "It seems that the word 'love' has a lot of meaning."
Li Yu opened the official page of the script-killing game again, found the homepage of the game, and read the plot synopsis again: "This plot synopsis does not contain any information. I only know that the heroine is called Feifei and has parents and a husband who love her."
Tao Huayu was also reading: "Look at what it says, 'Suddenly one day, Feifei discovered her husband's secret, and everything changed...'"
Du Yunkai was also looking at the poster: "Blind guess, husband's habit, abuse."
Wenxi and the others echoed: "That makes sense."
Liu Wangxue thought for a moment, "I think we can think a little darker. That hand doesn't necessarily represent her husband's hand..."
Xu Qingsong went to the front desk to check the order and came back. Hearing their discussion, he sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Liu Wangxue, put his hand on her shoulder, and continued her words: "If we think about it in a darker way, maybe the heroine's parents are also involved in the events in the plot?"
Li Yu rubbed his arms and said, "Hey, Brother Qingsong, please stop talking. My hairs are standing on end now."
"Alright, alright," Tao Huayu waved his hand, "We don't even know what the plot is about, stop guessing and scare yourself."
After waiting for a while, a staff member came over and asked them to go to the small room next door to draw character cards one by one.
Xu Qingsong went in first. After drawing the card, he received a piece of paper. He read the outline of the character's identity on it while listening to the staff explaining the main storyline.
Li Yu was the last one. He took the milk tea cup and drank the rest in two big gulps, threw it into the trash can, and walked in quickly.
After the draw, the brother in charge of drawing the cards came out with him and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we don't allow mobile phones or any camera equipment to enter here. Please put these personal belongings in the lockers next to the front desk."
They didn't have much stuff with them, just Liu Wangxue and Wenxi's small bags, and Li Yu's backpack. They opened a cabinet door and put all the things in, and Xu Qingsong kept the key.
Then, the young man led everyone to the elevator: "The room for your script is on the top floor. Please follow me and I will take you up first."
Everyone followed the young man into the elevator, and he continued, "When I drew the character cards just now, I roughly told you the main storyline. In addition to the main storyline, each of you has a side storyline, and you need to explore this part on your own."
After that, the young man distributed the "electronic watch" in his hand to everyone according to the character name: "This is the first task of the game, exploring the side story. There is a green button on the watch. Press it and you will see a progress bar. This progress bar represents the completeness of the character's story."
Everyone pressed it, and it showed “Story completeness 0%”.
"It's all 0% now." The young man continued.
At this time, the elevator arrived, and the young man led everyone through the corridor and turned around to a glass door. On the way, he introduced the other functions of the "electronic watch". Pressing and holding the white button can use intercom, but this way of communication can be heard by the whole team. The red button represents asking for help. Because it involves horror elements, some players may not be able to bear it, so pressing this button means quitting. Or if a player accidentally bumps and gets injured, he can also press this button for help, and then a staff member will come to help.
The young man used his employee card to open the glass door and led everyone in: "I just said that the first task is that everyone has to explore their own side stories. There are two more tasks. The second one is to find the murderer, and the third one is to reunite the hero and heroine. Now our store has launched a New Year's Day gift package event. As long as players can successfully complete all the tasks released by the game, they can unlock this gift package."
Finally, everyone stopped in front of a dimly lit passage. The young man pointed at the passage and said to everyone, "Okay, I can only take you here. In front of you is a parallel time and space passage. Turn on the switch of the passage and you can enter the plot world. I wish you all a happy time."
"OK, thanks."
"You're welcome."
After the young man left, everyone was silent for a moment.
Tao Huayu asked: "He said to turn on the switch, where is the switch?"
Except for the glass door on the left through which they came in, there were concrete walls all around them, and there was no sign of any switches.
Li Yu laughed at him: "It must be in the passage."
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