Hearing what Ye Feifei said, Feng Yaruo sighed, knowing that she couldn't lie.
"Okay, Feifei, if you want to know the truth, I'll tell you. I'm Feng Yaruo. People in the design world call me Fengshen. Have you heard of this?" Feng Yaruo looked at Ye Feifei.
Ye Feifei nodded. She had heard of Fengshen. She knew that Fengshen was mentioned by a little flower when she was participating in the auction. It is said that Fengshen is a great god in the jewelry design industry. Many people want her designs, but she only designs two designs a year.
These two pieces are only given away and not sold. Most people can’t find them.
"My criterion for choosing a disciple is that he can read my mind." Feng Yaruo explained.
"You mean I can read your mind? But I haven't read your works." Ye Feifei asked doubtfully.
Feng Yaruo took out a small jewelry box from her little yellow duck backpack and brought it to Ye Feifei, "Feifei, take a look, does it look familiar?"
Ye Feifei took the jewelry box and opened it in front of Feng Yaruo.
The moment she opened the jewelry box, she was shocked. This was a jewelry display piece that she had loved when she was a teenager. She called it Jingle Bells.
"Jingle bells?" Ye Feifei asked.
"Yes, the original name was Trace the Origin, but after you saw it, you called it Jingle Bells, so I changed her name. Ye Feifei, this was my failed work of the year. I hated it and even wanted to destroy it.
, but one of your words suddenly enlightened me, and I decided to let you be my little apprentice at that time, but when I looked back for you, I could never find you again." Feng Yaruo couldn't help but feel a little sad when she said this.
Ye Feifei watched Jingle Bells, and the scene at that time appeared in her memory. She was twelve years old at that time, and accidentally got a ticket to a jewelry exhibition. She wore this pink skirt and walked in timidly.
None of the adults cared about her, let alone ignored her.
She walked up to Jingle Bells like a transparent person.
She remembered that there was a name there, called Suyuan. She saw that there were introductions to other jewelry, but not to Suyuan, so she grabbed a young man in a small suit and asked him if he knew the introduction to Suyuan.
The boy told her that this was a design that would be thrown away because the designer didn't like it and said no one would want such a piece of jewelry.
But the young Ye Feifei blinked her big eyes and told the boy that she liked him.
When the boy asked Ye Feifei why she liked it, Ye Feifei sang a song called Jingle Bells.
It was at that time that Feng Yaruo met Ye Feifei. A work that she somewhat disliked was saved by Ye Feifei's children's song, and the jewelry truly came to life.
"In fact, every design is my child. I hope they are alive. No matter who their owner is, they must bring happiness to that person. You helped me find the meaning of existence for this work, which is mine.
Close disciples." Feng Yaruo said.
Ye Feifei said nothing and looked at Feng Yaruo quietly.
"Hahaha! Ye Feifei, are you touched by my story? Isn't it cute when I tell the story?" Feng Yaruo turned into an old naughty boy again.
Ye Feifei's mouth twitched slightly. She felt a little sympathy for Situ Yi and the others. She couldn't bear such a master with such a fast thinking.
"Ye Feifei, come here, call the master to listen. You call me master, and I will ask my Ayi to be your follower, okay, okay?"