In any industry, there are big names and small names.
This is even more true in the field of artistic creation. An artist, no matter whether he is a singer, an actor, a pottery maker, or a painter, if he has famous works, has won awards, and has been reviewed and recognized by the public, his name will become the added value of his work.
Luo Jingyu is a nobody in the industry. He has never received any big commercial orders, has never participated in exhibitions with independent works, has never won any awards, and his works have never been auctioned. No matter from which aspect, he is not qualified to be compared with Xu Qingyan.
Xu Qingyan goes to Kyushu, Japan for two months every year to study more advanced hot stamping techniques. After obtaining authorization from the Japanese side, she organizes the teaching materials and returns to Shanghai to teach domestic students.
In addition to studying, students also have to submit homework according to the level they have studied. These homework will be sent to the Jiuzhou classroom by Xu Qingyan, and students will be awarded certificates of the corresponding level if they pass the test.
Luo Jingyu goes to Shanghai every year to study in Xu Qingyan's studio for one and a half months.
The tuition is very expensive, and the higher the level, the more expensive it is, but he works in this field full-time, and he absolutely cannot save this money.
Luo Jingyu also wanted to go to Japan for further studies, but he was deaf and couldn't compete with other students in translation. There were too many difficulties, so he had to give up in the end.
Therefore, his offer was higher than Xu Qingyan's, and it would definitely become a laughing stock if it got out.
Ji Hongzhe said to Dong Cheng: "Mr. Dong, this is a misunderstanding, right?"
Dong Cheng asked: "How do you say that?"
Ji Hongzhe glanced at Luo Jingyu and said, "I have known him for more than 20 years. He is not that crazy. He is not that kind of person at all."
Dong Cheng looked at Luo Jingyu, whose face was flushed, and smiled: "I think so too."
At this time, Luo Jingyu finally reacted and used sign language to Ji Hongzhe. Ji Hongzhe did not translate it immediately, but communicated with him for a few sentences and finally gestured: Are you sure
Luo Jingyu nodded, clenched her right fist, extended her index finger, and drew a line from top to bottom, which meant: OK.
Ji Hongzhe turned to Dong Cheng and said, "Mr. Dong, Mr. Luo wants to apologize to you. He made a higher budget this time because he had no experience. He later made a new budget but didn't have time to tell Mr. Fang. Um... Mr. Luo said the correct price should be 180,000, and out of apology, the design fee and teaching fee for the cherry blossom comb can be waived. 180,000 is the total package price."
Luo Jingyu wanted to offer 150,000 or 160,000, but it was far from 220,000, and it would seem that he and Fang Xu were asking for an exorbitant price, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and offer 180,000.
After listening to it, Dong Cheng translated it to Mr. Chi Jiang. The blush on Luo Jingyu's face had not yet faded. She sat very respectfully and felt a layer of sweat on her back.
After a while, Dong Cheng listened to Mr. Chi Jiang's feedback and said, "Teacher Luo misunderstood. We did not ask you to meet for bargaining. Art is priceless. Mr. Chi Jiang will not change the price of 220,000. I just hope that Mr. Luo can make it with his heart, then it will be worth it for Mr. Chi Jiang."
The meeting was over, Dong Cheng paid the bill, and left with Mr. Chi Jiang.
Luo Jingyu and Ji Hongzhe were the only ones left in the box. Ji Hongzhe drank tea, ate snacks, and asked Luo Jingyu in sign language: Xiaoyu, what's going on
Luo Jingyu felt helpless and answered using sign language: My partner’s surname is Fang. He quoted a higher price and didn’t tell me.
Ji Hongzhe frowned: Why didn’t you explain it just now
Luo Jingyu stared at him and signed vigorously, as if she was emotional: If I put the responsibility on Fang, it won't make me look more professional, it will only make them think that Fang and I don't trust each other and I shirk responsibility when problems arise. At present, Fang and I must be consistent in our external statements, so that customers can trust us! As for how Fang and I should communicate, we will talk about it behind closed doors.
Ji Hongzhe understood, swallowed the last piece of red bean cake, patted the food crumbs on his hands, and asked: "So is this the end of today? If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Luo Jingyu gestured: Thank you for today, will I treat you to dinner tonight
"No, I have a date." Ji Hongzhe smiled mischievously, "Today is Christmas! Who wants to go out to eat with a single guy like you?"
Luo Jingyu: “…”
Speaking of Christmas, he remembered buying a gift for Zhan Xi. He stood up, put on his coat and scarf, and asked Ji Hongzhe: Are you going on a date with your girlfriend tonight
Ji Hongzhe replied: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Luo Jingyu pursed her lips and asked a little unnaturally: Have you bought a Christmas present for your girlfriend
"Buy some wool!" Ji Hongzhe laughed. "We're just having a meal and watching a movie at most. Why would you buy any gifts?"
Luo Jingyu was still confused about why she had to buy "wool", but after reading Ji Hongzhe's whole sentence, she finally understood.
The two of them went out and downstairs together. After leaving the teahouse, Ji Hongzhe asked, "Where do you live now?"
Luo Jingyu: Qingque Gate.
"That's quite far. If it's not on the way, I won't take you there." Ji Hongzhe patted Luo Jingyu's arm, "Go and have a good talk with your partner later. It's embarrassing to make such a random offer!"
—Of course it’s embarrassing.
After saying goodbye to Ji Hongzhe, Luo Jingyu walked alone on the street. As she walked, she realized that she had forgotten to bring her mask with her.
The tweed windbreaker had no hood, and Luo Jingyu was not used to exposing her entire face on the street, so she reached out and pulled the scarf higher, just enough to cover her mouth and chin.
His fingers touched the soft scarf, which was a Christmas gift from Huanhuan. Thinking of her, he sent her a WeChat message.
What a Big Fish: Huanhuan, I’m done.
Egg Pudding: [Surprised] What's the matter? What happened? Did the conversation go badly?
What a big fish: It’s settled.
Egg Pudding: Then how do you say you are done? ? ? [Question]
What a big fish: We’re done talking.
Egg pudding: [囧]
Putting the phone back into her pocket, Luo Jingyu looked up and around. This was the city center, it was very lively, and there were large shopping malls and supermarkets nearby, selling everything.
What Christmas gift should I buy for Huanhuan
Clothes? Bags? Perfumes? Makeup? Jewelry
These things are like gifts from boyfriends to girlfriends, quite... ambiguous.
Luo Jingyu didn't dare let Zhan Xi discover his feelings, so his thoughts turned to other directions.
Huanhuan has moved for more than half a month. Is there anything missing at home? It would be best if it were something commonly used, daily necessities, similar to a moving gift. Luo Jingyu thought as she walked, and saw a large supermarket in front of her, so she walked in.
—
Zhan Xi was having a headache at this time because Chi Guilan called her and talked a lot to her regardless of the fact that she was at work.
"Register for the provincial exam! Register! Go register now!" Chi Guilan was so anxious, "Why does your mother have to remind you of this? Huanhuan, hurry up and register. If you don't, you won't be able to come back on New Year's Day!"
Zhan Xi: “…”
Chi Guilan continued, "You will take the exam at the end of February next year. Some companies are good. You can sign up for a class next month. Mom will pay for it!"
"No need for that?" Zhan Xi held his forehead and said in a low voice, "I will sign up, but don't sign up for the class. Our company is very busy at the end of the year."
"No! You have to take the provincial exam seriously! You didn't do well last time because you didn't take it seriously!" Chi Guilan yelled, "There are only a few chances like this every year. Do you think you are still young? You can just fool around like this again and again? You have to treat it like the college entrance examination! This is an exam that will change your destiny!"
Zhan Xi thought, how could this change her fate? If she failed to pass the civil service exam and could not enter the public sector, would she be useless? Would her life be over
However, he couldn't confront Chi Guilan at this time. His mother was very excited, so Zhan Xi could only agree with a nod and hang up the phone.
Seeing her with her head on the table, Yuan Sichen asked with a smile: "Xiao Zhan, where did you go on a date yesterday?"
Zhan Xi tilted his head and looked at her: "No date."
"Who are you kidding? Wasn't there a handsome guy waiting for you downstairs after get off work yesterday?" Yuan Sichen said, "I saw it all. Lin Yan saw it too, right?"
"Just a friend." Zhan Xi didn't want to say more, "Just having a meal together."
Yuan Sichen sighed like a seasoned veteran: "Alas... who doesn't start out as friends?"
Zhan Xi fell headfirst onto the table again.
With her eyes hidden in her arms, she naturally thought of Luo Jingyu.
Xiaoyu said that when he came to wait for her downstairs in the company, she didn't feel anything wrong. She didn't think about what her colleagues would think if they saw him; she didn't think about how she would introduce him if someone asked; she didn't even think about how they would look at her if they found out that Luo Jingyu was deaf and dumb.
But, the little fish is still a little fish, and it’s not his fault that he can’t hear.
After get off work, Zhan Xi bought some vegetables and walked into the community gate.
Walking along the main road, she unconsciously glanced to the right. She stopped and saw a person sitting on a bench not far away, looking at her with a smile, with a square colorful cardboard box next to him.
It’s Luo Jingyu!
Zhan Xi ran towards him happily, and when he got in front of him he called out, "Xiao Yu! Why are you here?"
Luo Jingyu put the back of her right hand under her chin and pointed at Zhan Xi.
Zhan Xi widened his eyes and asked, "Are you... 'waiting' for me?"
Luo Jingyu nodded.
Zhan Xi looked at the carton next to him. There was a pot printed on the outer packaging. He asked, "Did you buy a pot?"
Luo Jingyu stood up, picked up the cardboard box and handed it to Zhan Xi very solemnly.
Zhan Xi was puzzled: "What for?"
She took the box and held it in her arms. It was so heavy! Luo Jingyu took out her phone and typed for her to see: Christmas gift, for you.
Zhan Xi was stunned: "..."
This is a pressure cooker, and a very high-end one at that.
Zhan Xi certainly didn’t have a pressure cooker, but he could never have imagined that someone would give him a pressure cooker as a Christmas gift. What kind of bizarre train of thought was this
Luo Jingyu was still very proud and typed for her to see: You can steam the old duck.
After Zhan Xi looked at the phone, he smiled with his lips curved.
The two ducks were still hanging on the balcony! She said quickly, "Thank you, thank you, you are so thoughtful! I really don't know how to steam the ducks."
Luo Jingyu made a "you're welcome" sign language, put her hands in her trouser pockets, looked down at her leather shoes, and felt embarrassed.
Only then did Zhan Xi have the chance to take a good look at him.
Oh my god! Xiaoyu looks so handsome in his new clothes! Although he is still black from head to toe, his figure is slender and straight, his legs are particularly long, and the gray scarf around his neck is the only bright spot, which makes his face look gentle and handsome, and his smiling eyes are gentle and bright.
"In the evening..." Zhan Xi stuttered, "Do you want to... go to my house... for dinner?"
Luo Jingyu: “?”
"Today is Christmas, you're alone, and I'm alone too, so why don't we just eat together?" Zhan Xi hugged the box tightly, shaking the plastic bag held by his fingers with some effort, "I've bought some groceries, you can cook."
Luo Jingyu finally reacted and quickly took the box from her. Zhan Xi smiled and was about to ask Xiaoyu to leave together, but suddenly tilted his head and blurted out: "Did you hear it?"
Seeing Luo Jingyu looking at her in confusion, Zhan Xi realized that he had said something stupid: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just heard... it seemed like the sound of a kitten."
She put her bag and vegetables on the bench and followed the sound to the green belt behind the bench. Luo Jingyu also put down her box and followed her curiously.
Zhan Xi pushed aside the bushes and saw a small white thing in the green belt moving and making a slight sound: "Meow~"
"Ah, it's really a kitten, and it's very small!" Zhan Xi went in, and soon came out holding a very small kitten. "It won't even run away. How big is it? Poor little thing, where is your mother?"
Luo Jingyu couldn't see her lip movements clearly, she only saw the kitten in Zhan Xi's arms. The kitten was very small, not much bigger than the palm of his hand. The kitten nestled in Zhan Xi's arms with its eyes squinted. Its white fur looked a little dirty.
He inexplicably thought of the white kitten cup on Zhan Xi's desk and the apron with a white cat pattern.
Huanhuan really likes white kittens! Luo Jingyu thought.
"It's so cold, it will freeze to death if it stays here." Zhan Xi held the kitten and looked up at Luo Jingyu, "There is a pet hospital outside the community, let's go ask."
Luo Jingyu nodded, took all her things and followed Zhan Xi out of the community.
At the pet hospital, the female doctor examined the kitten and told Zhan Xi that the kitten had not been weaned yet and needed to be fed Shuhua milk with a syringe. It could not be bathed and had to be kept warm. If the kitten was to be kept, it had to be dewormed and checked for feline plague and infectious peritonitis. It could also be vaccinated after weaning.
The doctor took a soft towel and gently wiped the kitten's body. Zhan Xi bent over and watched and talked to the doctor. Luo Jingyu looked at her. When Zhan Xi turned his head unexpectedly, he didn't have time to look away and met her eyes.
Zhan Xi asked: "Xiao Yu, do you think I should keep it?"
Luo Jingyu took out her cell phone and typed: If you like kittens, just keep one.
"I like it." Zhan Xi carefully touched the kitten's head, "Look how small it is. So cute."
Zhan Xi thought about it for a while and decided: "I want to keep it. It's my kitten now."
Luo Jingyu didn't expect that Zhan Xi would let him go to her house first.
"I'll stay here with the kitten. The doctor said it will take more than an hour to finish everything." She handed the key to Luo Jingyu, "You go cook first. It's not your first time anyway. When I'm done, I can come home and eat right away!"
Luo Jingyu held the key blankly without moving.
Zhan Xi patted him and said, "Do you understand? Let's go. Remember to steam half a duck in sauce. Use a new pot!"
So, Luo Jingyu went home alone, holding the carton and taking the vegetables bought by Zhan Xi.
When he was taking the elevator upstairs, he ran into Gu Xinchi's father who had just returned from get off work. Gu's father greeted him: "Xiaoyu is back, did you buy a pot?"
Luo Jingyu smiled.
Mr. Gu pressed the button for the fifteenth floor, and Luo Jingyu freed her hand and pressed the button for the eighth floor.
Father Gu: “?”
Arriving at the eighth floor, Luo Jingyu nodded to Mr. Gu and ran out of the door.
Father Gu said to himself, "What are you going to do on the eighth floor?"
When entering Zhan Xi's house, Luo Jingyu always felt something strange.
He wondered, was Huan Huan like this to others? Was she not on guard? They had only known each other for a month, how could she be so confident in handing him the key
Luo Jingyu took off his coat, brought the dishes and pots to the kitchen, took out his apron and put it on. When everything was ready, he went to the balcony to get the marinated duck.
To go to the balcony, one has to pass through Zhan Xi's bedroom. This is the first time Luo Jingyu has entered her bedroom. He found the ceiling light switch and turned it on. He stood at the door and looked around curiously.
This is Huanhuan’s room!
He saw a large quilt spread out on Zhanxi's bed, with a pattern of Princess Elsa!
And I saw it again—the little whale next to the pillow!
Luo Jingyu: “???”
His face suddenly became hot for no reason, and he hurried to the balcony to take down the duck in sauce that was hanging there. As a result, he saw the panties that Zhan Xi was drying on the balcony!
There is a little cat in the front of the pink underwear, a chubby cat butt in the back, and even a little tail hanging down.
Luo Jingyu: “!!!”
I can’t watch it anymore! He ran away in panic, feeling like a pervert.
An hour and a half later, Zhan Xi stood at the door of 802 carrying a lot of bags. After knocking on the door twice, he came to his senses and sent a WeChat message to Luo Jingyu, asking him to open the door.
After a few seconds, the door opened. Zhan Xi looked up and saw the living room was lit up with warm yellow light. The air conditioner was on very high, the range hood in the kitchen was still roaring, and three hot dishes and a soup were placed on the dining table, with a fragrant aroma.
The young man was standing by the door, wearing a shirt, a woolen vest, and a pink apron on the outside. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his slender white arms, and a warm smile on his face.
Zhan Xi was a little dazed. She shook off the coldness and walked in. Luo Jingyu took the thing from her hand and picked it up to look at it carefully.
"Cat litter, cat litter box, Shuhua milk, cat food." Zhan Xi waited for him to look at her and told him one by one, "It's quite expensive. It cost me a lot of money. I bought a small bowl."
She opened the cat bag again and took out the kitten to show Luo Jingyu: "It has been dewormed and checked. It doesn't have feline plague. It's very healthy. Xiaoyu, you can touch it."
Luo Jingyu understood her last lip movement and reached out to gently touch the kitten's back. The kitten curled up its body, seeming to be very comfortable, and meowed again with its eyes squinted.
"The kitten eats the little fish." After Zhan Xi said this, he suddenly laughed and shook his shoulders, "Hahahahahaha... Little Fish, you're not afraid of cats, are you?"
Luo Jingyu smiled and shook her head, took out her phone and typed: I have never raised one.
"I have had a puppy named Lentil, but I have never had a kitten." Zhan Xi looked up at him, "Let's give the kitten a name! It's a girl."
Luo Jingyu was stumped, frowning and thinking. Zhan Xi said, "Today is Christmas, why not call it 'gift'?"
-Gift.
Luo Jingyu couldn't help but sign in language: she clenched her right fist with her index finger pointing upwards, bent her index finger twice, then clenched both fists, touched her index fingers together, and then spread out her five fingers at the same time.
"Is this the sign language for 'gift'?" Zhan Xi asked happily.
Luo Jingyu nodded.
"Okay, then you'll be called 'gift'." Zhan Xi handed the gift to Luo Jingyu, "I'll go get the litter box, you hold it, it's afraid of the cold."
She walked away, Luo Jingyu held the kitten gift, lowered her head and looked at it. The kitten had been held by Zhan Xi all along, and after changing arms, it was a little flustered, "meow meow meow" a few times to express protest, and even hid its head.
Luo Jingyu was so nervous that he didn't dare to move. After a while, the gift probably realized that he had no ill intentions, so it poked its head out, opened its mouth and yawned, and rubbed his arm, which was fluffy. Luo Jingyu smiled.
After taking care of the kitten, Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu had dinner together.
Looking at the table full of dishes, Zhan Xi was really convinced. With just the few things she bought, Luo Jingyu was able to prepare four dishes and a soup.
It was difficult to chat while eating, so they just looked at each other. Zhan Xi expressed his admiration with thumbs up one after another, and easily made Luo Jingyu shy again.
The Christmas dinner was simple but delicious. After eating and washing the dishes, Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu sat side by side on the sofa. She fed the gift with a syringe, and Luo Jingyu watched carefully beside her.
The kitten ate very little. After eating, perhaps because the room was too warm, the little guy regained some energy and acted coquettishly on Zhan Xi's legs, occasionally meowing.
Zhan Xi turned to look at Luo Jingyu, thinking, finally I have time to chat with him.
She asked, "Did you have a good chat with Mr. Chijiang this afternoon?"
Luo Jingyu rested his elbows on the back of the sofa, supported his cheeks with his palms, and squinted his eyes. Zhan Xi felt that he looked like the gift, lazy.
Unexpectedly, he shook his head. Zhan Xi was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Luo Jingyu thought about it, took out her cell phone and typed: Dong Hechijiang was unhappy because Fang Xu did something wrong, but he didn't say anything to me and forgave me, so I was very sad.
He really couldn't tell Zhanxi the whole story in detail, because it would take so many words! And she couldn't understand sign language.
Whenever this happened, Luo Jingyu would feel particularly lost. He still couldn't communicate well with Huanhuan, couldn't speak freely, and could only tell her his emotions at best.
Zhan Xi stared at him blankly, looking at his drooping eyelashes and lonely expression. She really couldn't guess what Fang Xu had done to make Mr. Chi Jiang unhappy. But she knew that Xiaoyu must be innocent, but was hurt. He had been smiling just now, but he was actually in a bad mood.
Zhan Xi raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and stroked Luo Jingyu's shoulder, sliding his palm up and down along his upper arm several times.
Just like petting a cat.
Luo Jingyu had already raised her eyes to look at her, with a questioning look in her eyes.
Zhan Xi smiled at him: "Don't be sad, Xiaoyu."
Luo Jingyu thought Zhan Xi would simply comfort him, but unexpectedly, she continued, "If you want, you can tell me about it. Type slowly. Don't be in a hurry. Let's talk and I'll help you analyze it."
Zhan Xi spoke slowly and clearly. Luo Jingyu understood what he said but was also stunned.
On Christmas Eve, the temperature in the small house was 28 degrees.
There were two cups of hot cocoa on the coffee table, with steam rising from them, and a bowl of tangerines next to them.
Two people and a cat were sitting cramped on the double sofa.
Liwu yawned again and rolled over on Zhanxi's lap.
Luo Jingyu kept observing Zhan Xi's expression, and Zhan Xi also looked at him gently.
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