After lunch, Gu Mingyu took the two children to the amusement park, the aquarium, and other famous attractions in Jingdezhen. Song Xiaoyang smiled more and more, and was happier than ever before.
Finally, Jingdezhen’s specialty is of course ceramics, and Gu Mingyu took his two children to a ceramic workshop.
There are special experience programs here, and there are also teachers to teach.
"Can I knead anything?" Nuannuan, wearing a small apron and holding mud in her hands, was eager to try.
She is good at making clay figures. She spent a long time learning how to make clay figures when she gave gifts to her little brother. Although the clay is different, it should not be much different.
The master said anything was possible and demonstrated the process of kneading ceramics, and then let them try it themselves.
Gu Mingyu stroked his chin and stared at it seriously for a while, then said confidently: "I think I can do it."
A few minutes later...
Gu Mingyu——"…" What is this thing in front of me!
Nuan Nuan leaned over to take a look, then pretended not to see it.
Gu Mingyu refused to believe it and got into a fight with this guy.
Nuannuan had trouble with the massage at first and failed several times, but then she picked herself up and continued.
After all, there is a foundation, and soon a decent little vase came out.
After making the small vase, she used the remaining clay to make some cute little animals.
There are Otis, Coal Ball, Da Huang and a few Maine cats. As for Xiaoyi to Xiaoqi, forget about them because they have feathers that are too troublesome to pinch.
Gradually, while her brother and Song Xiaoyang were still struggling for their own porcelain vase, small animals of different shapes had already been placed in front of Nuannuan.
When the master came over from somewhere else, he saw the little thing in front of Nuannuan and spat out a mouthful of water.
"you……"
His eyes widened. These were all made by this kid?
Nuan Nuan was holding a puppy dog in the shape of Wangcai in her hand. When she saw the master coming, she asked him immediately.
"Master, can these warm ones also be roasted?"
The ceramic master nodded with a complicated expression.
Song Xiaoyang looked at Nuannuan with envy and admiration.
"Nuannuan, you are so amazing."
It feels like she knows everything. She's so amazing.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned by the child's move. Although she is someone else's child, Nuannuan is still so young, how can she do everything!
Nuan Nuan explained with a sweet smile on her face.
"When my little brother had his birthday, I didn't know what to give him, so I spent a long time learning how to make clay figures, and then I learned how to make figurines."
Song Xiaoyang——"You can also draw, and your drawings are so beautiful!"
"Because my second cousin is a painter. He is super amazing. I learned how to paint from him. I am not very good at it now."
Nuan Nuan gave Song Xiaoyang a small clay cat shape. "This is for you."
Song Xiaoyang held the clay in his hands very preciously, and his eyes seemed to be shining.
"I will definitely protect it well!"
My brother didn't do well either. After making countless failures, he gave up completely.
Nuan Nuan asked him quietly - "Brother, what do you like? Nuan Nuan will give it to you."
Gu Mingyu went over to take a look. Since his sister had made them herself, he had to choose first, otherwise they would be snatched away when he took them home after they were cooked.
He chose a beautiful Maine cat. Although it had not been painted yet, he felt that this one had the most elegant figure and was very suitable for his temperament.
Finally, Nuannuan left some pictures of animals for the master to color, and left her address for them to burn and mail back before leaving.
The sun had already set. Before leaving Jingdezhen, Gu Mingyu bought two ceramic nesting dolls as souvenirs for the two children, and Nuannuan also chose a nice fox mask for her brother.
In the end, I bought a bag of delicious sugar-roasted chestnuts, and almost spent all my money.
Nuannuan, holding her third brother in her left hand and Song Xiaoyang in her right hand, walked slowly to the gathering and prepared to go back.
Coincidentally, on the way back, I met Lu Qing and Mo Ling who were in a hurry.
After being called, she quickly said, "What a coincidence! We also need to hurry back."
After saying that, she couldn't help but start complaining - "The program crew is too stingy. They only gave us so little money. My son, Bai Qingyu and others spent a long time to save less than 1,000 yuan. But we have enough money to buy souvenirs for my son, but we are a little pressed for time."
She took her son to those stores in a hurry to check in, and had no time to take a good look.
After returning to the gathering, not long after, Bai Qingyu and Lin Zhi also hurried over, and in the end only Song Yunxin was left.
After waiting for a long time without anyone showing up, Director Wang got a phone call and immediately lost his temper.
"What? Song Yunxin had an argument with a tourist?"
He was also impressed by this man's ability to make trouble.
When Song Xiaoyang heard the director calling Song Yunxin's name, he immediately grabbed Nuannuan's hand nervously.
"What's going on with her now?"
The staff there quickly explained that it was a child holding an ice cream cone who accidentally bumped into her and soiled her clothes. The parents and the child also apologized. However, Song Yunxin was in a bad mood and started arguing with them.
As for why he was in a bad mood, it was of course because her dancing was completely different from what he had imagined.
In her mind, her dance would surely astound the audience, and then they would offer money to her.
But when she really started dancing, she found it awkward. There were many people watching her dancing, but they were all filming her, and there were even more elderly people watching.
When they heard that she wanted money, the onlookers sighed and ran away, leaving her with an expression of embarrassment on her face.
Not only was the final result completely different from what she had imagined, but she also worked so hard to only get 300 yuan, which was not even enough for her to buy clothes!
She didn't even care that she was broadcasting live, and her face was almost black the whole time.
Now that she was bumped by a child and her clothes were soiled, Song Yunxin could no longer control her temper and started quarreling with others.
Director Wang held his forehead with both hands, thinking that Song Yunxin was really a shit-stirring stick. Bah, bah, bah...what a crappy metaphor.
It's obviously a rat's shit.
Finally, with the help of the staff, the problem was solved. But after this incident, Song Yunxin could no longer maintain the expression on her face, and after returning to the farm, she went back to her room without saying a word.
She couldn't face the live broadcast because of the embarrassment she suffered today.
Everyone looked at each other for a while, and the living room became a little awkward.
Especially Song Xiaoyang, the little guy sat next to Nuannuan with his head lowered, looking very pitiful.
In fact, everyone looked down upon what Song Yunxin did, especially her attitude towards Song Xiaoyang.
If she hadn't had a good relationship with a few other kids who often played with her, this child would probably have developed psychological trauma.
The three people in the entertainment industry present knew clearly that Song Yunxin’s variety show this time was likely to fail.