Du Juan is a girl born and raised in Beijing. She has been fond of silk art since she was a child. After Master Zhao Xi recognized her talent, Yuyan never gave up on her. After working hard to get to university, Du Juan even frugally saved money.
Part of it was used to supplement household income, and the rest was used to buy materials for making silk figures.
When I was a freshman that year, the college attached great importance to the development of students. The "work-study" policy was even more popular in the college. Everyone used their skills to earn pocket money and some to earn living expenses. Du Juan originally wanted to rely on
Silk sellers help their families supplement their income, but very few of them can be sold.
Du Juan came to the event area with a basket of silk figures and applied to establish a "Silk Flower Club". Fortunately, the college agreed immediately.
I entered the activity room in an anxious mood, and greeted the teacher in the activity room. When I saw Du Juan holding a basket of silk figures, the teacher said, "Classmate Du Juan, what do you want to do with these things? Our activity room can
I can’t help you sell it.”
"Teacher, that's not what you mean, I have an idea..."
"you say."
Du Juan's idea was bold, "Teacher, isn't our activity office responsible for the interest clubs on campus? I think... I want to set up a new club."
The teacher looked at the silk figures in the basket and asked, "Do you want to set up a silk flower club?"
Du Juan nodded. The teacher thought for a long time and half agreed, "The idea is good. To establish a club, you need three classmates who are all in this field. You are alone now, which does not comply with the process of establishing a club."
"Teacher, I want to be a role model. I have done a survey in the class, and there are very few people who like silk flowers... So, this time I came with the attitude of giving it a try to see if I can set up a silk flower club in my situation.
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"This situation is more complicated, but now silk flower is a popular subject in arts and crafts. It seems that your mother is also in the art doll factory? We are very supportive of your idea. Let's do this, classmate Du Juan, the silk flower club will follow your standards
Once established, let’s see how many people sign up to join, and then we’ll continue the process.”
In this way, Du Juan established the Silk Flower Club in the college alone. It had no name at that time, just called the Silk Flower Club. As soon as the new club was announced, very few people came to sign up, and only a few classmates in the same class signed up. Then because of
Feeling bored, half of the people quit the Silk Flower Club directly. Du Juan studied hard during the day and worked hard at night to make various styles of silk figures. Day by day, Du Juan persisted for a year, but no one cared about her. This year
It was lonely. It wasn't until the second year of freshman enrollment that Du Juan's Silk Flower Club appeared in the freshman club, but it was still ridiculed by classmates from other departments.
"Silk Flower Club? Why does it still exist? Hasn't this club not been approved?" Du Juan looked up following the sound. It was a senior sister who was two levels older than her, leading two people to sneer at each other.
"Senior sister..." Du Juan stood up politely, "The Silk Flower Club has been approved, and the school leaders have given permission."
"Compared with other clubs, what can the Silk Flower Club do? What can it bring to the school?"
A senior sister next to me said, "The Silk Flower Club only makes dolls. There are many doll factories. My mother is a worker there. The dolls you make are far inferior to those made by my mother."
"Maybe it's not as good as your mother's. My mother was there when the art doll factory was first established. I don't know who is in charge of whom now."
"you!"
The senior who was in charge just now knew something about Du Juan's family and whispered, "Stop talking and let's go! Her mother is really the top leader in the humanoid factory."
A few people were about to leave dejectedly, but when they turned around, someone blocked their way, "You want to leave after hurting someone? It's not that easy. Apologize to her quickly." This voice, no matter whether it was a new or old friend, was surrounded by them.
come over.
It was Wen Xin. At that time, Wen Xin had just transferred to school. She was dressed like a little girl. She wore ripped jeans and dreadlocks. The senior looked at her and said, "Who are you? You are not from our school."
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"Yeah. I just turned around!"
"Then what do you care about us?"
Wen Xin faked a smile and said, "Sister, I just can't stand you bullying people. What's wrong with people selling silk people here? Silk people are a kind of culture. Do you know its mission? I'll scare you to death if I tell you.
If there are too many people here to bully others, I will take care of it!"
"What are you doing!" The teacher from the activity department came. The senior sister who was so arrogant just now was speechless when she saw the teacher. "Stop watching the fun, let's go!"
The teacher glanced at her and then at Du Juan, "They are recruiting new members here. What's the trouble with your dance club? They are all engaged in art. Why are they so worthless? They are all from the same school. They can fight for anything. They are capable.
It's our skill to dance outside our school! If you continue to look for trouble like this, don't let your dance club stay."
The senior sister left in despair, but the teacher still cared about Du Juan, "Du Juan, if you need anything, come to me anytime."
"I understand, teacher. Thank you, teacher."
Wen Xin did not leave, but picked up a silk figure and played with it. When the teacher left, Du Juan wanted to thank her, "Thank you for saving me just now."
"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Xin focused her eyes on the silk man and said without raising her head.
"You like this?"
"Yeah." Wen Xin nodded, "I still know something about it. I have seen the Nanjing silk figures in the Nanjing Museum. I didn't expect to see them in Beijing. Although the style is different, this one looks more interesting. Classmate,
Did you do this?"
Du Juan nodded. After such a long time, someone who fully understands silk people finally came here. "Yes, I usually do it in my spare time, but it's not very good..."
"No, no, no, it's good enough. Oh, by the way, my name is Wen Xin, you can call me Xin Xin."
"My name is Du Juan."
The two met each other by shaking hands, and this friendship lasted a lifetime.
"Can you tell me the story of the Beijing Silk People? I'm quite interested in this."
Wen Xin and Du Juan chatted happily, and they had the same topic. This time Wen Xin came out to defend Du Juan, and the two of them had frequent exchanges after that, so they became a pair of best friends.
I remember one time in the cafeteria, Wen Xin asked Du Juan a question, "Du Juan, you are now running the Silk Flower Club, what are your plans for the future? Do you want to continue to develop in this industry?"
Du Juan nodded without thinking, "Yes, my mother works in the humanoid factory and has been nurturing me since I was a child. I also like silk figures very much and want to continue studying them."
"It's great to have your own ideals and pursuits, unlike me..." Wen Xin said a little sadly, her life had been almost arranged by her father.
"You...what are your plans for the future?"
Wen Xin became worried, "My dad has arranged everything for me, but I don't know where to go next."
"Follow your heart."
Du Juan's words have always been in Wen Xin's mind. She never thought that many years later, these words would be spoken by her father who was extremely controlling. Has she really found the direction of her heart? Her father said this,
Has it really changed? Du Juan was also confused when she was in college. Although she also started a silk flower club in college like her mother, the number of applicants and the lack of popularity of this skill made her even more overwhelmed.
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Du Juan has not been to the Humanoid Factory for several years. Ever since she entered high school, she has been very nervous about her studies. When she got to college, she studied during the day and made silk figures at night. These two major events almost filled Du Juan's daily life, and there was not enough time.
Yes, only when she is completely confused will she calm down.
There is affection and love among these young people; rushing towards the future and career, how can the culture of old Beijing be explained clearly by a "baby" - inheriting intangible cultural heritage, silk sculptures - "Beijing Tianjiao" is constantly exciting, thank you