Chapter 293 She is a super awesome designer!
"Oh! Sister Yan, why are you so cheesy? There are so many people watching!"
Chenchen struggled with a red face, but couldn't hide the upturned corners of his mouth. He sighed in a mature manner, but his dangling short legs revealed his excitement.
The shop assistant stood by and watched, she couldn't help but smile, such a cute glutinous rice dumpling, she also wanted to kiss it!!!
The clerk led them to the clay work area by the window. Sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the wooden table, casting a warm halo.
"You guys sit here. The light is best here, and the materials are all over here."
As the clerk spoke, he pulled out two wicker chairs and gestured for the two to sit down.
"Thank you, sister."
Chenchen was like a cheerful little sparrow, climbing onto the chair impatiently, his little hands already touching the colorful clay pot.
The shop assistant looked at Mu Nanyan and asked:
“Have you ever done this before?”
"No, it's my first time."
Mu Nanyan was a little embarrassed when she said this. The clerk glanced at the time and reminded:
"If you're making two for the first time, it might take quite a while, maybe until three or four in the afternoon. Also, the lightweight clay needs to dry, and it takes quite a while to dry, so you might not be able to take it away today."
Mu Nanyan glanced at Chenchen when she heard this. Chenchen happened to be looking at her as well. Meeting Mu Nanyan's gaze, Chenchen said with a dim look in his eyes:
"Sister Yan, can I not make this for my godmother?"
Seeing Chenchen unhappy, Mu Nanyan felt bad too. She smiled and asked:
"Do you still want to do it?"
"think."
"Then do it. It's okay. It's the same if you give it to your godmother later. The most important thing is the thought. It doesn't matter if it's not a gift on her birthday."
Mu Nanyan touched Chenchen's head as she spoke, and Chenchen felt a little better after hearing that.
"Then if you have no problem with time, just get started. You can come to me if you have any questions later."
The clerk turned to leave when he suddenly remembered something. He squatted down and pointed at the display cabinet and said to Chenchen:
"Children, the Nezha you just saw is a chibi version. If you want to make a doll like this, you can draw a rough sketch first to avoid mistakes and save time."
"I understand. Thank you, sister."
The clerk squatted down and looked Chenchen in the eye. The little guy's round almond-shaped eyes were full of spirit, and his eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly when he spoke.
Her fingertips itched, and she almost wanted to poke that soft cheek, but in the end she just gently scratched the tip of his nose:
"Do you need help drawing?"
"No need, my mom is amazing at drawing! She's a fantastic designer!"
As Chenchen spoke, he proudly puffed out his chest, his face full of pride.
Mu Nanyan was taking out wet wipes from her bag to wipe his hands. When she heard this, her fingers paused and the tips of her ears felt slightly hot.
The clerk couldn't help but look at her with laughter, and she could only smile awkwardly:
"The kid's talk is exaggerated... We can handle it on our own. You can go and greet the other guests."
"Okay, you can call me if you need anything."
After the clerk walked away, she gently pinched Chenchen's nose and smiled helplessly:
"Why are you shouting like a little megaphone that everyone in the store knows your sister Yan can draw?"
"Sister Yan can draw!"
Chenchen said, sticking out his tongue at Mu Nanyan. Mu Nanyan glanced at her watch and gently rubbed Chenchen's hair:
"Okay, we have to hurry up, because we have to be on time for your godmother's birthday party tonight."
Chenchen immediately straightened his body and said solemnly as if he had accepted an important task:
"Then Sister Yan, you will be responsible for drawing the pictures, and I will make the puppets!"
“OK!”
She borrowed a sketchbook and colored pencils from the clerk, and when she returned to her seat, she found Chenchen had stretched his neck like a bird waiting to be fed.
As soon as the pen tip touched the paper, the little guy couldn't wait to come over, and his warm breath gently brushed her arm.
"You have to draw your godmother beautifully. She loves beauty the most."
"Your godmother would be happy if she heard you say that."
Mu Nanyan couldn't help laughing and found Tang Yutong's latest selfie from her phone album.
The woman in the photo is making a V-sign to the camera, her dimples filled with sunshine.
She gently stroked the screen and made a few tentative strokes on the paper with the tip of the pen. As soon as she drew an outline, she frowned and tore it up.
Mu Nanyan hadn't drawn a character for a long time, and she was a little unfamiliar with it for a while, and it always felt weird when she looked at it.
Mu Nanyan drew another one and pushed it in front of Chenchen:
"Is this okay?"
Mu Nanyan saw Chenchen was stunned, and she felt a little nervous. She asked tentatively:
"Isn't it pretty?"
Chenchen suddenly rushed over and gave her a kiss on the face, then said with a smile:
"Beautiful! Sister Yan's paintings are the most beautiful in the world! When my godmother sees them, she will definitely post them on WeChat Moments to show off!"
"You... your little mouth looks like it's covered in honey."
Mu Nanyan pinched his cheek gently as she spoke, she was almost stupefied by Chenchenhu and thought it was not pretty.
In the following time, Chenchen's chubby little hands carefully kneaded the clay, and from time to time he looked up to compare with the drawing; Mu Nanyan helped him adjust the proportions and occasionally wiped off the clay on the tip of his nose.
As the sun gradually set in the west, Chenchen's little hands were already covered with colorful clay crumbs.
He frowned and carefully pressed the wrinkles of the doll's collar with his index finger. The tip of his pink tongue unconsciously touched his upper lip. This was his usual expression when he was concentrating.
Mu Nanyan held her mobile phone and repeatedly compared the steps in the teaching video.
"Sister Yan, I can't make this bow properly..."
Chenchen pouted in grievance, and the bow in her hand had been wrinkled three times.
Mu Nanyan took a closer look and suddenly had an idea: "Let's try another method."
She took a toothpick and gently scratched the pattern of a bow on the clay. "Look, isn't it more three-dimensional now?"
Chenchen looked at it carefully, then said with surprise: "Really!"
Chenchen clapped his hands in surprise, but accidentally dropped the clay crumbs on Mu Nanyan's face. The two looked at each other in surprise, and then burst into laughter.
The clock on the wall turned several times without me noticing.
When the early autumn sunshine turned into the warm yellow of the afternoon, the two adorable little dolls finally took shape.
Mu Nanyan rubbed her sore neck and looked at the work on the table that was about 70% to 80% similar to the original. A wonderful sense of satisfaction came over her heart.
Chenchen was so excited that he danced with joy, and there was a smear of blue clay on the tip of his nose that he had not had time to wipe off.
"Oh my god, this is so cute!"
The shop assistant had stood behind them at some point, looking back and forth at the doll and Chenchen with sparkling eyes.
"This dimple and this little canine tooth are exactly the same!"
Chenchen shyly touched his canine teeth, but his eyes were bright as if they were filled with stars:
"Is it really like that?"
The clerk squatted down, pointed at the details of the doll, and said with a smile:
"Of course! Look at the position of the whorl in your hair, it's exactly the same. Mom must know you very well."
Mu Nanyan's heart warmed when she heard this, and she realized that she had unknowingly taken in even the most subtle features of Chenchen.
While waiting for the clothes to dry, Chenchen followed the clerk closely like a little dragon guarding treasure.
Every time the clerk picked up the hair dryer, he nervously grabbed the corner of Mu Nanyan's clothes:
"Will it burn my godmother's hair?"
The shop assistant smiled and explained:
"Don't worry, we are using the softest cold wind, so this won't happen."
She paused, then continued:
"This can only dry the surface. If you want it to last long enough, you need to leave it in the store to dry naturally, which takes about two days."
The clerk had already told them before, so Mu Nanyan didn't react much, but just asked casually:
"Do I need to pick it up myself after it dries?"
"If you still don't have time, you can leave your address and we'll send it to you when the time comes."
Mu Nanyan and Chenchen will be returning to Haicheng tomorrow, so they definitely won't have time to pick it up. In the end, she left two addresses and wrote two notes, asking the clerk to send them together when mailing.
When Mu Nanyan and Chenchen walked out of the DIY handicraft shop, dusk had quietly fallen.
The November evening breeze was a little cool, ruffling the strands of hair on Mu Nanyan's forehead. She looked at her watch and saw that the hour hand was pointing to five o'clock.
"Let's take a taxi."
Mu Nanyan said softly, reaching out to stop a taxi.
When the taxi slowly stopped in front of the Supreme International Building, Mu Nanyan looked at the brightly lit building through the car window, and her fingertips unconsciously clenched the bag strap.
Five years have passed, and this place still retains its former grandeur, except that the decoration has been changed to a more fashionable style, and there are several sets of uniquely shaped fountains at the entrance.
"Sister Yan?"
Seeing Mu Nanyan sitting in the car in a daze, Chenchen couldn't help but call her softly.
"Oh, sorry."
Mu Nanyan finally came to her senses and got out of the car in a hurry.
Mu Nanyan took Chenchen and walked towards the lobby of Supreme International. Her high heels made crisp sounds on the marble floor. She looked up at the flashing neon lights on the top of the building, and memories came flooding back.
Mu Nanyan subconsciously recalled the first time she came here. That night, she and Lu Yiran were here...
She once thought that she would never appear in this place again, but she didn't expect that five years later she would come back here because of Tang Yutong's birthday.
She held Chenchen's hand and came to the front desk. The receptionist was wearing a proper uniform and had a standard and appropriate smile.
When Mu Nanyan announced the box number, her voice unconsciously lowered a few seconds.
The waiter in a tuxedo politely led them to the elevator, and the shiny elevator door reflected her slightly pale face.
The waiter brought them to the door of Box 888, bowed slightly, and said politely:
"Here we are, have fun."
"Thanks."
Mu Nanyan nodded slightly in thanks. After the waiter's footsteps faded away, she subconsciously clenched her handbag, took a deep breath, and then pushed open the heavy door of the box.
The imagined noisy scene did not occur.
The huge box was so quiet that you could hear the hum of the central air conditioner. Only a woman in a burgundy dress was sitting alone on the sofa, looking down at her phone.
Mu Nanyan was stunned and subconsciously took a step back to reconfirm the house number. It was indeed No. 888.
"Are we here too early?"
She muttered softly, not connecting the figure in the box with Tang Yutong at all.
At this time, Tang Yutong heard the noise, looked up towards the door, and saw Mu Nanyan. She just smiled and was about to greet her, but saw Mu Nanyan retreat.
She frowned in confusion and walked towards the door on her stilettos.
When she opened the door, she saw Mu Nanyan standing in the corridor in a daze. Before she could say anything, a soft little body suddenly pounced on her and hugged her legs.
She looked down and saw Chenchen looking at her with shining eyes:
"Godmother, you look so beautiful today!"
Tang Yutong couldn't help but squat down, pinched Chenchen's nose, and said in a dissatisfied manner:
"What do you mean, wasn't I pretty before?"
Chenchen rolled his eyes cleverly and quickly added:
"Godmother was pretty before, but she looks the best today."
Mu Nanyan came back to her senses when she heard the voices. When she heard Chenchen calling her godmother, she didn't react for a moment and called out tentatively:
"Yutong?"
Tang Yutong raised her eyes in response, and her tassel earrings swayed gently with her movements.
When that carefully made-up face came into view, Mu Nanyan couldn't help but gasp. This incredibly beautiful woman in front of her was actually the best friend who always loved to wear suits?
"What's with that expression on your face? Isn't it pretty?"
Tang Yutong deliberately turned around, and the hem of her burgundy skirt formed an elegant arc.
Only then did Mu Nanyan see clearly her OOTD (outfit of the day) today.
She was wearing a burgundy velvet strapless long dress. The soft fabric fit her waistline and had a delicate luster under the light, making her look as mellow and charming as a glass of aged red wine.
The hem of the skirt has an asymmetrical pleated design, which sways gently with the steps, making it both elegant and agile.
The makeup is a retro style with a matte texture. The matte base makes the skin look like snow, the eyebrows are neat and clean, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised with dark brown eyeshadow, outlining a bit of lazy charm.
Her lips were a touch of velvety red, which matched her dress and made her look bright and elegant.
Two tassel earrings inlaid with pearls and diamonds hung on her earlobes, swaying gently as she tilted her head slightly. Around her neck was an extremely thin platinum clavicle chain, emitting a low-key shimmer under the light.
The overall shape is neither overly ostentatious, yet exudes a meticulously crafted elegance. It is the kind of beauty that makes people remember it at first sight, yet dare not approach it easily.
"She was so beautiful that I didn't recognize her. I thought I walked into the wrong box." Mu Nanyan said with a helpless smile.
Tang Yutong took her arm and said with a smile, "Come in first."
Stepping into the box, Mu Nanyan's eyes swept over the carefully arranged champagne tower and balloon decorations, but her brows furrowed slightly:
"Why are you alone? Where's your boyfriend?"
There was obvious dissatisfaction in Mu Nanyan's tone.
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