Wan Jiaojiao tilted her head and asked, "Can you do it?"
"I have learned a little bit before and am not very proficient, but it will not be a problem to complete a work that is not too complicated."
In fact, Sheng Jialuo was completely self-effacing. Judging from Sheng Jialuo's skillful operation, Wan Jiaojiao completely believed that he could make what he wanted.
Wan Jiaojiao, on the other hand, couldn't even do simple operations, let alone shape a piece of mud into the shape she wanted.
Wan Jiaojiao followed Sheng Jialuo's example and tried several times, but the mud in her hands was always soft, which made Wan Jiaojiao a little annoyed.
Just when Wan Jiaojiao was about to give up, Sheng Jialuo held her hand and said, "Come, let me teach you. Making pottery is not something to rush. You have to wait slowly and feel it slowly."
While Sheng Jialuo was speaking, he took Wan Jiaojiao with him on the rotating stage to shape a long tube.
"Look, isn't it too difficult?"
Sheng Jialuo performed the operation very smoothly and encouraged Wan Jiaojiao to try it herself.
Wan Jiaojiao followed Sheng Jialuo's technique just now and regained her senses. But this time, what she made finally looked like something.
Wan Jiaojiao began to try again and again, and while Wan Jiaojiao was trying, Sheng Jialuo was concentrating on his work. For a while, neither of them spoke anymore, only the sound of the table turning.
After a long time, Wan Jiaojiao finally came up with a work that could be seen. When she was happy, Wan Jiaojiao turned to Sheng Jialuo and shouted: "Jialuo, look at it!"
Wan Jiaojiao originally wanted to show off, but when she saw Sheng Jialuo's work, her mouth immediately opened. She saw Sheng Jialuo pinch out two heads. If she looked closely, they were clearly Sheng Jialuo and Wan Jiaojiao.
After blinking, Wan Jiaojiao said: "You are too good."
Being praised by Wan Jiaojiao, Sheng Jialuo felt a little shy, pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "Your little chubby chicken is also very cute."
Although it was a compliment, Wan Jiaojiao was not happy at all. Instead, she emphasized depressedly: "This is obviously a little bird."
"Uh... quite cute too."
Sheng Jialuo's remedies had no effect, and Wan Jiaojiao's happiness just now was gone. She lowered her shoulders and muttered: "Since you are good at it, just do it yourself, and I will forget it."
"Why forget it, you obviously performed very well. And I also want to cooperate with you to complete it. Whether it is good or bad, it is a record."
"Why do you need to record and record how handicapped I was back then?"
"Don't say that, your little chicken...the little bird is really cute. Anyway, I like it very much. If you don't want it, then give it to me."
"Okay, take it."
Wan Jiaojiao's tone was somber, but Sheng Jialuo carefully placed the bird next to his work, and then tried hard to adjust the position of the two works so that they could be more harmonious with each other.
But no matter how hard Sheng Jialuo tried, Wan Jiaojiao felt it was very inconsistent. Anyway, she had no time to appreciate it, so she shook her head and said, "This is simply ruining the picture."
Sheng Jialuo thought it was perfect. After admiring it for a while, he said, "I think these two works complement each other."
After the words fell, Sheng Jialuo carved each other's names and dates, and then handed the jointly completed work to the staff for drying.
At this time, both Wan Jiaojiao and Sheng Jialuo were dirty. Fortunately, they wore aprons and did not rub their clothes. After cleaning them up, Wan Jiaojiao turned into a delicate winter jasmine again.
Sheng Jialuo wanted to kiss the winter jasmine, but Wan Jiaojiao discovered his intention and immediately walked around to the other side of the staff like a fish and asked: "How long will it take for the work to be completely dry?"
"It will take an hour or two."
It’s been a while, how should I pass the time?
Sheng Jialuo was a little upset because he failed to steal the fragrance. But seeing Wan Jiaojiao thinking hard, he made a suggestion for her, saying: "Why don't we go down to see the exhibition."
Yes, there is an art exhibition downstairs.
Wan Jiaojiao was inspired and urged Sheng Jialuo to hurry downstairs.
However, it was different from when Wan Jiaojiao and the others first arrived. The exhibition hall on the first floor was very lively now, and there were reporters surrounding a beautiful painter doing interviews.
The beautiful painter spotted Sheng Jialuo when he walked downstairs. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
Afterwards, the female painter declined the reporter's subsequent interview, walked straight towards Sheng Jialuo, and called out delicately: "Mr. Sheng!"
Hearing this sound, Sheng Jialuo and Wan Jiaojiao both stopped and looked up.
I saw a female painter dressed intellectually walking over and said to Sheng Jialuo with a smile: "I never expected that Mr. Sheng would come to my exhibition to support me!"
Sheng Jialuo didn't want the woman to be sentimental, so he said, "You misunderstood. It was my girlfriend who was interested in this exhibition, so I accompanied her to see it."
"Female... friend!? When did you find a girlfriend?!"
The woman could no longer hold her smile, and even questioned Sheng Jialuo in a very rude manner.
This tone made Sheng Jialuo very dissatisfied. He immediately lowered his voice and asked, "I'm looking for a girlfriend. Do I still need to report to you?"
Seeing Sheng Jialuo's frosty look, the beautiful painter realized her rudeness and immediately changed her words and said: "No, no, I never meant that. I just feel that such a good happy event...should be known to everyone. And I don't know about you.
Where is your girlfriend? I want to get to know her."
The woman's expression is very sincere, but if you listen carefully, you can hear that she is actually grinding her teeth.
Wan Jiaojiao felt something was not right and wanted to sneak away. But as soon as she took a step back, Sheng Jialuo held her arm and pulled her to her side, then raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, saying: "
This is my girlfriend."
As soon as she saw Wan Jiaojiao, the female painter was stunned by her beauty. But when she thought that she had occupied Sheng Jialuo, the female painter began to grind her teeth again. And grinding her teeth, she discovered that this person looked... why did he look so familiar?
The female painter thought for a moment, raised her eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "Oh my God, isn't this Reporter Wan! I have heard of Reporter Wan before. He is obviously not a star, but he is more popular than a star. Now.
Now, she actually became Mr. Sheng’s girlfriend. This method is really embarrassing!”
The female painter seemed to be praising Wan Jiaojiao, but in fact, she was mocking Wan Jiaojiao for being capable and scheming. By the way, the female painter was also giving Sheng Jialuo some tips to let him know what kind of person Wan Jiaojiao was.
But what kind of person Wan Jiaojiao is, Sheng Jialuo knows much better than she does. Neither Wan Jiaojiao nor Sheng Jialuo paid any attention to the "praising" of women with ulterior motives, which made the scene very embarrassing.
The female painter felt that she had lost face and was so angry that she cursed.