Chapter 108
【Highlight the key point, before! In the sculpture room! 】
[Hahahaha, the secret is exposed, who said 'long time no see'? ? 】
[The more you try to hide it, the more obvious it becomes!] There is something wrong! Hide and cover up! 】
[Mianmian looks so cute with a little bun on her head like this. 】
[Without saying anything else, I declare that the cotton workers have won! 】
The soft and sticky clay was spinning rapidly along with the bottom of the wheel. You Mian bent down slightly and supported the edge of the unformed pottery jar with both hands. However, if the strength was lost slightly, the whole clay would be distorted and deformed, turning into an ugly pottery jar.
You Mian looked at the broken pottery jar in his hand and frowned helplessly.
But just as he was about to regain his shape, Pei Huaiji, who had been sitting quietly beside him, suddenly moved closer.
The man's voice was low and hoarse.
"I'll help you hold on." Pei Huaiji said and put his hands on the clay in front of him.
With the support of another person, Youmian can shape the clay more easily without worrying about the clay being deformed by the fast-spinning bottom wheel.
Pei Huaiji's palms were very big, and he could indeed hold the entire small pottery jar more easily than You Mian.
The gray mud soon covered Pei Huaiji's hands, staining his big, bony hands with color.
When You Mian lowered her head to shape her figure, she would inevitably touch Pei Huaiji's hand, sometimes the back of his hand, sometimes his fingers.
Both of them couldn't help but blush at their ears under such blatant contact.
You Mian once again wrapped herself in cool clay and touched Pei Huaiji's hand, gently pressing the man's big hand from the outside, and together they performed the final shaping.
[Ahhhhhhhh.] 】
[I am speechless, really, this is what a young couple looks like. 】
[The fragrance of love.] 】
[Mr. Pei is awesome. I get a chance to be intimate with Mianmian.] 】
You Mian's ears and cheeks were slightly red. He kept his current posture and tilted his head to look at Pei Huaiji, saying softly, "You did it on purpose."
Pei Huaiji followed suit, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, his sharp dark eyes filled with a possessiveness that made people blush when they looked at him.
"Is it not possible?" Pei Huaiji lowered his voice again and again, so that the distant barrage camera could not hear it. He said: "You allowed it."
You Mian held Pei Huaiji's hand, and their palms and backs of hands were pressed together, as if they could hear each other's violent heartbeats through the touch of their skin.
You Mian blinked, and there was a helpless smile in her beautiful amber eyes.
[What are you whispering about?] I want to listen too! 】
[Can we whisper openly?] Tsk tsk tsk. 】
[Please put the microphone between the two of them, we want to participate in the whole process. 】
Pei Huaiji coughed lightly, and his voice returned to its normal pitch.
"This is the first time we have made a small sculpture together," said Pei Huaiji.
There was a hint of joy in the man's eyes. You Mian smiled when he heard it, "A clay pot... counts as such."
You Mian tilted his head and looked up at Pei Huaiji, "Do you really want to make sculptures with me?"
Although Pei Huaiji often went to the sculpture studio to see him, You Mian didn't know that Pei Huaiji actually wanted to do it with him personally.
Pei Huaiji opened his thin lips and said, "I am honored to be with a genius no matter what I do."
You Mian's men almost lost their strength again, but fortunately the inner layer was held tightly by Pei Huaiji and was not broken.
Pei Huaiji noticed You Mian's emotional fluctuations, and his handsome eyes drooped slightly, revealing a restrained smile with mature charm.
“My genius.”
You Mian pursed her lips and couldn't help but smile, "No whispers this time?"
[Ahhhhh, I've been screaming, who can understand me! 】
[Damn, I can eat candy of this sweetness all day long! A whole month! 】
[The cotton cultivation is officially tied, and the cotton workers declare victory! 】
[No matter how many times, every time I hear or see the title of "my genius" I get so excited that I faint. Mr. Pei, you really are too good! 】
[Brother Yizi really loves you, and Mianmian loves you too. You two should get together as soon as possible. 】
[I'm so looking forward to confession day, I'm going crazy. 】
"Don't whisper." Pei Huaiji turned his head and raised his eyes coldly towards the live camera, "Let them all listen."
You Mian doubled over with laughter.
[Mr. Pei’s possessiveness really refreshes my cognition time and time again. 】
[Chair brother is too domineering. 】
【Speak more, speak more, we are listening attentively. 】
Half an hour later, they handed the two clay pots to the boss to be fired, and returned the aprons and gloves that were splashed with mud.
While Pei Huaiji was putting on his watch, he heard the owner of the pottery gallery say that he could only come back to pick up the pottery jar in two days.
"No problem." Pei Huaiji said solemnly, "I'll come get it when the time comes."
You Mian turned around and heard Pei Huaiji's words. Pei Huaiji noticed his gaze and asked with a smile, "Put it in my office?"
You Mian thought of the two little sculptures with the word "Huai Ji" engraved on them, and guessed that there might be two ugly but cute pottery jars placed next to them. For some reason, his heart suddenly felt fulfilled.
"OK."
After the two came out of the pottery museum, Pei Huaiji was still driving. You Mian sat in the passenger seat and looked out the window from time to time, not forgetting to hold up the live broadcast camera in his hand and turn to the scenery outside.
"It's snowing again." You Mian said as he looked at the thick snow outside the window.
You Mian wanted to ask where they were going next, but Pei Huaiji was leading the way for everything today, so he gave up his curiosity and decided to just follow Pei Huaiji.
Pei Huaiji stared at the navigation carefully. After hearing You Mian's words, his brows relaxed slightly and he said, "It snowed a lot this winter. It should also snow heavily on the day of the Xingchen Cup final."
When the Star Cup was mentioned, the comments in the barrage became much faster.
【By the way, has everyone got their tickets? I just discovered a few days ago that the Xingchen Cup official website has a channel for purchasing tickets for the finals! I'm crying, I can't buy it at all. 】
[Don’t mention it, it’s totally impossible to get it.] 】
[It seems that the ticket purchasing channel was sold out soon after it was released. The Star Cup is very popular, and many students and people in the art circle will go to watch it. It has been difficult to get tickets since the past few years. 】
[Is the final venue the Rubik's Cube Exhibition Hall of the Art Center? Hey, I got it! 】
[Ahhh, I'm so envious!] 】
[Except for the special internal seats arranged by the organizer, there are only 6,000 seats available for purchase. It is indeed difficult to grab one, but I managed to grab one! Looking forward to seeing Mianmian offline hehe! 】
The snow on the driveway had been cleared cleanly, and Pei Huaiji drove steadily. After a not-too-long-not-short ten-minute journey, You Mian finally realized where her next date was.
Huajiang Song and Dance Theater.
The two men who had just sat in the clay pile for more than an hour were still not nervous as they stepped onto the wide steps in front of the opera house.
Pei Huaiji was wearing a long coat, a double-breasted suit and a tie, all of which revealed his noble aura. His pair of dark and sharp eyes sank, and soon someone came to greet him.
The waiter obviously knew Pei Huaiji, and he came up and said with a smile: "Mr. Pei, the seat is set as you requested."
You Mian followed Pei Huaiji, and the two walked into a garden restaurant next to the opera house. Along the way, they could hear the sound of symphony from time to time.
They were specially arranged in the most spacious private room. The sun was shining brightly, and through the glass windows they could see overlapping mountains in the distance, with green clouds lingering among the mountains. The scenery was magnificent.
As soon as You Mian sat down, he realized that he was indeed a little hungry. They quickly ordered the food. The waiter did not leave with the menu, but took out another order book from the drawer beside him.
"Hello, do you two need accompaniment?"
It is the unique hospitality style of the Opera House's Garden Restaurant.
You Mian flipped through the music scores and found that there were indeed a few pieces that he really liked.
The live broadcast camera was placed next to a table covered with soft off-white cloth, and the barrage of comments at this moment were all saying "wow wow wow".
[I couldn’t even understand the music score, I cried, hahaha. 】
[Not to mention the music score, I didn’t understand the menu just now. 】
【Marseille fish soup, foie gras and saffron chicken, and a Christmas pudding. 】
[…I’m hungry.] 】
You Mian flipped through the music sheet and looked up at Pei Huaiji, asking, "Is there anything you want to hear?"
Pei Huaiji shook his head slightly, and You Mian ordered Mendelssohn's A Midsummer Night's Dream according to his own preference.
The waiter left with the menu and soon returned with a violin in its intact case.
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