Chapter 27: Rainbow Fart Information Cocoon Don’t be too greedy now…
"What should we do...should we worship again?" Jiang Ziyi quickly squatted on the ground and picked up the flowers.
"It's okay, that's enough." Gu Zhi just came back to his senses from his surprise.
Don't be too greedy now.
"Are you okay?" Jiang Ziyi felt that the tip of his nose was a little red. "Oh, why was I so reckless today?" She reflected on herself.
"Your nose is too high, blame me." Gu Zhi put the picked flowers into a bunch and gave it to her.
Jiang Ziyi: ...It’s all my mom’s fault for giving me a nose, right?
She found a mirror and tried to fix the gap in the hairpin, but no matter how hard she tried, it still became crooked and her hair became messy.
Jiang Ziyi clumsily used his fingers to comb his messy hair, like a cat that doesn't know how to lick its fur.
Gu Zhi took advantage of the chaos and pinched her face.
"Hey!" Jiang Ziyi protested a little late.
She quickly removed all the flowers in her hairpins, ruffled the ends of her hair a few times, and touched Gu Zhi's forehead with her fingertips.
A tiny static electricity ran along the place where their skin touched, stinging Gu Zhi and making him laugh.
"Just wait, I can still give you some electricity!" Jiang Ziyi put two fingers together and rubbed them quickly on his head.
"Pikachu, spare me." Gu Zhi finally cooperated and started to run away.
They walked down the stone steps and arrived at the last mission point in a noisy manner.
Beside the stream, pieces of blue dyed cloth with white flowers fluttered in the wind.
"Brother Gu Zhi...Sister Ziyi." Luo Pan, who was about to dye the linen, glanced at the two of them quickly, then moved his gaze to the tip of his shoes.
"Panpan, I have changed the water." Wang Zihe brought the half-full wooden barrel to the table.
"Hi." He greeted casually.
Jiang Ziyi's grip on Gu Zhi's arm suddenly tightened.
[Have Luo Pan and Wang Zihe really reconciled? ]
[Is there anyone from the live broadcast room next door who can explain?]
[Wang Zihe smashed things all over the room last night and almost attacked Luo Pan]
[Li Yanhui criticized him harshly. He was silent for more than half an hour, and then suddenly burst into tears...]
[Luo Pan immediately felt sorry for her husband]
[I can only say respect and blessing]
[It’s not that exaggerated… I feel like Wang Zihe just couldn’t control his emotions when he got angry, but he later admitted his mistakes with a proper attitude]
[Luo Pan has said before that this kind of thing has happened more than once or twice...]
[But Luo Pan also admitted that he sometimes deliberately provokes him? ]
[? How come there are still people who speak up for domestic violence men?]
[My expression now is exactly the same as Yi Yi’s]
"After all, it's someone else's family affair. Let's wait for Luo Pan to make the decision himself." Gu Zhi and Jiang Ziyi whispered to each other.
"Oh, if I had known it was useless, Sister Du and I would not have tried to persuade her so late yesterday." Jiang Ziyi was still a little angry.
"Hello, I am the inheritor of tie-dyeing craftsmanship. I have opened a studio in this small town." A young girl in a horse-faced skirt came over. "The task of this level is to teach you how to experience this traditional folk dyeing art."
Under the girl's guidance, Jiang Yiyi folded the original color fabric many times and then fixed it with rubber bands and clips.
"Strange, why is mine so much bigger than yours?" Jiang Ziyi held the fabric that she had wrapped like a mummy and asked Gu Zhi with her head tilted.
She clearly followed the tutorial every step of the way!
[How come Jiang Ziyi’s hands-on skills are as bad as mine…]
[She tied it up so tightly that I felt like something was going to crawl out of it]
[I testify that Jiang Jiang really listened very hard]
[Actually, the steps are all correct, she’s just clumsy]
[Why does it feel like this is more lethal?]
[Obviously, my fingers are very long and beautiful [slurp]]
[As a fan who received a handmade doll by Jiang Ziyi at her birthday party, I suggest she stop making it.]
"Maybe it's because of the material of the fabric," Gu Zhi said calmly, "You've done a great job."
Intangible Cultural Heritage Craftsman: ...Please God! Distinguish between loyalty and treachery!
"Really?" Jiang Ziyi was skeptical.
She always thought she was quite dexterous.
Every time they ate dumplings during the Spring Festival, Gu Zhi would rush to grab the ones she made; the paper cranes she folded according to the short video were also carefully placed by him on the middle shelf of the bookcase.
One year, she knitted a scarf for Gu Zhi on a whim, and he put it directly in his suitcase and took it to Paris Fashion Week.
He even took away two of the cat-head dolls prepared for fans at the birthday party.
When the fabric was finished dyeing in the dye bucket, rinsed with clean water, and then unfolded and placed together with other people's works, Jiang Ziyi finally realized:
She turned out to be handicapped.
She has just been living in an information cocoon built by Gu Zhi with flattery! !
"Sister Ziyi, the pattern you dyed is so unique." Luo Pan quietly moved her exquisitely patterned blue and white square scarf to the side.
Reduce the damage caused by contrast.
"So cute, and looks a lot like Robert." Gu Zhi said, pointing at the unidentified blue object in the center of Jiang Ziyi's work that could cause serious mental pollution.
"How are they alike?" Jiang Ziyi covered his eyes in shame.
"Isn't this what Robert looked like when he had his teeth fixed?" Gu Zhi has long been a master connoisseur of Jiang Ziyi's abstract art.
"If Yingzi were to shake his fur in the snow after getting stained with paint, he would also have this charm." He even changed the angle of interpretation.
"This is simply a natural thing!" Gu Zhi gave her a thumbs up.
In the blink of an eye, it was dinner time. Gu and Jiang, who had sufficient funds, booked a private room in the highest-rated private restaurant in the ancient town.
Wang Zihe was very active today. Although the budget was limited, he still prepared a romantic candlelight dinner for Luo Pan beside the small bridge.
Although the tables and chairs were picked up from the lobby of the restaurant next door and the candles were borrowed from the program crew, the two of them ate outdoors in the cold wind, and the dishes were completely cold as soon as they were served.
But Luo Pan was still radiant with joy.
Yu Huating and Du Xiaofang managed to earn more than 200 yuan, but they went to the north to fight crickets at the mission point and lost it all.
When Gu Zhi was walking back with Jiang Ziyi, they happened to see them squatting on the side of the road eating sesame cakes.
Jiang Ziyi was so kind that he gave each of them an extra starch sausage.
"It's just over 100 meters away." Gu Zhi stood in front of her to block the wind.
"Okay." Jiang Ziyi's stomach began to feel uncomfortable again.
To divert her attention, she looked across the alley.
A family of three just happened to pass under the street light. The little boy wearing an Ultraman mask was jumping and skipping in front. His father, who was dragging a suitcase, quickened his pace, probably because he was worried that the road was slippery and wanted to ask him to stop.
The woman in the gray cotton coat was left behind. She had a simple low ponytail and her curved bangs covered her eyes. Her profile looked very much like Lin Shuyao.
Jiang Ziyi suddenly forgot how to breathe.
Her brain was clouded by lack of oxygen.
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"Jiang Ziyi, you just can't bear to see me living a good life!" Lin Shuyao screamed at the top of her lungs in the corridor of the court, while her lawyer and husband grabbed her arms from the left and right.
"I have finally walked out of the shadow of the past. I now have people who love me and people I love. Why do you want to destroy everything?" Her messy curly hair hung down to cover her eyes. The color of her lips became brighter, opening and closing crazily in front of Jiang Ziyi's eyes.
Jiang Ziyi, holding the victory verdict in his hand, stood numbly in front of her.
"You ungrateful bastard! I shouldn't have given birth to you! My life has been completely ruined by you!" Lin Shuyao said bitterly. Even though they hadn't seen each other for three years, she still knew how to touch her daughter's sore spot.
After Lin Shuyao left, Jiang Ziyi was still standing in the empty corridor.
"It was you who decided to give birth to me, Mom." She looked at the door that had been closed.
"It's you who can't let go of the man you had a one-night stand with; it's you who spent all your savings on plastic surgery to keep him; it's you who forced me to debut to make money; and it's you who finds me disgusting for wearing heavy makeup and a bra at such a young age." Jiang Ziyi said all at once, venting his feelings.
"It was you who said that we were the only two people in the world who depended on each other. It was you who said that I could only love you. It was you who swore to protect me."
“…You were the one who left me first.” When her voice was replayed again by the distant wall, Jiang Ziyi realized that she was choking.
"You got married, you had a new child, and you finally got rid of the bitter fruit you had created."
"But what about me? What should I do?"
"Why don't you hate Jiang Shengchao, your parents, your brother... why do you only hate me?"
"It's not me who ruined your life." After a long time, she trembled and said softly.
"My life has been ruined by you."
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"Jiang Ziyi, look into my eyes." Gu Zhi turned her shoulder.
"Like me, take a deep breath." He put his hands on both sides of her cheeks, completely covering the passerby who looked like Lin Shuyao.
The fresh air entered Jiang Shiyi's lungs, and she started coughing.
"I'm fine... I'm fine." Jiang Ziyi closed his lips patiently.
It had been less than two days since her last relapse. How could she be so weak?
"I'll take you back to rest." Regarding Jiang Ziyi's condition, Gu Zhi has reached an agreement with the director team. Now he only needs to take action based on the response plan given by Li Yanhui.
"It's okay, at least let's finish dinner first." Jiang Ziyi forced himself to stand up and take a step forward.
"Taste the fruits of our victory today." She forced a smile, trying to comfort Gu Zhi, but she only saw his increasingly distressed eyes.
Gu Zhi knew that Jiang Ziyi had always been very patient.
When filming on the set before, the director rushed through several episodes of scenes. Jiang Ziyi, with her head heavy with pearls and jade, stood up from the chaise longue in the set, and then slowly sat down again.
Only then did people around her realize that she hadn't eaten for a whole day.
Even after being with Jiang Ziyi, she would still subconsciously endure the physical discomfort.
While the two were fooling around, Gu Zhi discovered a bruise that had swollen to a purple-black color under her baggy home pants.
Jiang Ziyi actually said casually that he didn't remember how he fell.
She is very similar to a cat in this respect. She keeps silent when she is sick, and only shows signs of illness when the pain becomes unbearable.
How could one worry so much? Gu Zhi’s heart was as heavy as a ball of cotton soaked in water.
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