After a short lunch break, the afternoon agenda began. Sister Shao and Sister Xiao Zhu went to the reserved embroidery booth to play with embroidery, while Luo Jingyu began to demonstrate the production of yellow roses.
The steps of drawing and cutting flower patterns were omitted. He started from mixing colors and dyeing, and worked in an orderly manner.
Their booth was indeed a bit off the beaten track, so the flow of people wasn't as great as that near the main aisle, but there were still quite a few people visiting. They were attracted by the small booth's Chinese-style decor and the beautiful decorations. After seeing Luo Jingyu's live production, many people stopped to watch.
Zhan Xi knew that this was the charm of the hot stamping and also the charm of Luo Jingyu. Beautiful things and beautiful people together always make people happy. And because of his calm and composed expression and leisurely movements, people felt an indescribable sense of security. They felt that this person had superb skills and would not make any mistakes. So a few small pieces of cloth would eventually become a delicate and lifelike flower in his hands. How magical.
In front of the table was a row of embossing works that could be purchased directly, including flowers, small ornaments and small accessories. Each piece was marked with a price, and they were not cheap. Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu were even mentally prepared to not sell any of them.
Unexpectedly, while Luo Jingyu was dyeing her hair, a lady in her thirties took a fancy to a violet pearl brooch priced at 580, and bought it directly from Zhan Xi without any bargaining.
When Zhanxi put the brooch into the jewelry box, the lady asked, "Are these made by the teacher herself?"
"Yes, the embossing is purely handmade. Except for the hardware on the jewelry, everything else is made by Teacher Luo herself." Zhan Xi answered proudly.
"This brooch is very beautiful and goes well with my dress, which is a bit plain and I have never been able to find a suitable brooch." The lady took the gift bag and said with a smile, "Do you have an online store? I can go there to look for other things later."
Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu do not have an online store, so she can only point to the QR code and ask customers to follow the official account and Weibo, saying that new products will be released in due course.
This was said without confidence. Zhan Xi had not yet figured out what to do with "Xiyu Hot Embossing" afterwards. After all, Luo Jingyu was still cooperating with Fang Xu, and "Xiaoyuyu Handmade Hot Embossing" was his base camp.
Zhan Xi thought, at worst he could just use "Xiyu Hot Flower" to display Xiaoyu Pure, and if he wanted to buy it, he could go to Fang Xu's online store and just leave a link.
After the first wild business was opened, things seemed to go smoothly all of a sudden. Two girls wearing Hanfu made reservations for the afternoon experience class, because they were going to make spring orchid berry hairpins. They knew the market, and they knew that a hairpin would cost about the same if they bought it directly, so it would be more meaningful to make it by themselves.
Zhan Xi thought that there would be only two girls in the afternoon class, but two more girls came and wanted to make an appointment. She discussed it with Luo Jingyu and felt that it would be dangerous if there were too many people, so she asked if she was willing to make a camellia brooch for the next afternoon, or a small rose hair comb for the third afternoon. After discussing it, the two girls still wanted to make a hairpin.
Zhan Xi thought about it and said, "Teacher Luo usually holds experience classes on weekends. The time and place will be announced on the official account. If you are interested, you can pay attention to it. The price of the experience class is usually higher than this time, but you are guests of the Maker Festival, so I will give you the current price and provide afternoon tea. Is this okay with you?"
The two girls agreed, followed the official account, added Zhan Xi on WeChat, and said they would contact each other later.
After they left, Zhan Xi stroked her chest. She had said a lot of nonsense, and she didn't know if Xiaoyu would agree after knowing it. But driving away customers was very damaging to reputation. If the guests could not be received on site, they had to find a way to arrange the follow-up. Originally, they came to the exhibition for Xiaoyu's career to have a better development. Zhan Xi felt that it was not impossible to find a place to hold the experience class.
Luo Jingyu was still concentrating on ironing rose petals. A group of people gathered in front of the booth to watch. Some were admiring, some were asking questions. Zhan Xi would immediately answer and introduce them to the girls.
Teacher Luo “turned a deaf ear to the outside world”, truly acting like a master, absorbed in his work. With the experience of the morning, he was not nervous about so many people watching.
Maybe it’s because he is confident and doing what he is best at. What is there to be afraid of
The first day of the exhibition ended smoothly. The statistical results are as follows:
Four finished products were sold, including the yellow rose made on the spot, which was bought by an old lady who watched the whole process from beginning to end for 300 yuan;
The two trial classes went smoothly. The bud rose class on the second day was fully booked in the morning, and one spot was also reserved in the afternoon.
Many people followed the WeChat account and expressed interest in the subsequent experience classes and new product releases;
Countless people took photos for Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu. Zhan Xi didn't know whether they would post them on social media platforms. There were too many people and she couldn't take care of them all. Later, she just let them take photos and smiled sweetly at the camera.
Sister Shao and Sister Zhu had a lot of fun. They also went to the Technology Whirlwind to experience the VR project and the virtual fitting room. When they came back, they were carrying a lot of bags and bought a set of couple T-shirts for Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi as small gifts.
After Zhan Xi changed into his casual clothes, the four of them left the exhibition hall. Luo Jingyu invited the two sisters to eat Qiantang local cuisine. At the table, they talked about the flower-burning booth of the girl surnamed Guan. There was nothing special about it. It was also an experience, just making roses.
Afterwards, everyone talked about the Hanfu Festival in October. Sister Shao has already opened a warehouse, and Sister Zhu is still preparing. They said that Teacher Xu will also open a warehouse this time. After all, for their school, the week-long Hanfu Festival is the biggest business of the year, and even Teacher Xu is reluctant to give up.
Sister Shao said to Luo Jingyu: "Xiaoyu, you have to hurry up and start designing after the exhibition, otherwise all the customers will be snatched away by us!"
Luo Jingyu just smiled shyly, feeling quite confident. The style of Hanfu clothing he designed was different from that of Sister Shao and the others. For so many years, he had a group of die-hard fans who had been following him. Each embossing craftsman could only make a limited number of such handmade works. Even if he started a few days later, he would not be left without food after opening the warehouse.
After dinner, Sister Shao and her partner returned to the hotel, while Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi took a taxi home.
This day was like a battle. Both of them were on edge and only at this moment did they truly relax.
Zhan Xi first went back to the eighth floor to take a shower. He was too lazy to blow dry his hair, so he let it drape wetly over his shoulders. Then he strolled to the fifteenth floor in a nightgown.
Luo Jingyu had also finished her shower and was petting the cat on the sofa.
He had cleaned the cat litter box and there was no odor in the living room. He also lit an aromatherapy candle, which emitted a faint grapefruit scent, like a cool breeze on a summer night, making people feel fresh and comfortable.
Zhan Xi unlocked the door by herself. Luo Jingyu was sitting on the sofa holding a cat, looking at her, as if waiting for her to come over. But she just sat down at the workbench and opened her laptop.
Luo Jingyu: “?”
After waiting for a while, Luo Jingyu saw Zhan Xi staring at the screen and typing on the keyboard. She couldn't help but curl her lips. She could only put down the gift and walk behind her to see what she was doing.
Actually... I am writing an article...
Luo Jingyu: ⊙_⊙
He pulled Zhan Xi's arm, and Zhan Xi looked up at him. Luo Jingyu looked aggrieved and asked using sign language: Aren't you tired
Zhan Xi burst out laughing, held his hand and said, "I want to write a tweet about today's exhibition and post it on the official account. I took so many photos, it would be a pity not to post them."
The level of this public account can only push out one article a day, and Zhan Xi doesn’t want to waste it.
Luo Jingyu shook her hand like a naughty child.
Zhan Xi finally stood up: "You are so annoying, you won't let me work?"
Luo Jingyu frowned. Why did she find him annoying now
While Zhan Xi wasn't paying attention, he put his arm around her back, put his other hand between her knees, and lifted her up. Zhan Xi was so scared that she screamed and shook her legs: "What are you doing? Put me down!"
Luo Jingyu refused to let go, and even held her and spun around a few times. Zhan Xi was dizzy, and he wrapped his arms around his neck, begging, "Good Xiaoyu, let me down!"
Luo Jingyu laughed "hehehe", but still didn't put her down. She carried her to the sofa, raised her eyebrows, and raised her arms up, as if to throw her onto the sofa.
Gift was squatting on the sofa watching them.
“No, no, no, no... Don’t throw it away!” Zhan Xi hugged his neck tightly and begged for mercy again and again.
Of course Luo Jingyu wouldn't really abandon her, she just put her down gently. The gift meowed and jumped off the sofa. Its seat was taken away, and it circled around Luo Jingyu's feet in dissatisfaction.
Luo Jingyu had no time to take care of the kitten. Before Zhan Xi could get up, he had already knelt on the sofa and leaned over to hug her slender body.
Such an ambiguous posture, faces so close, and the nostrils were filled with each other's familiar and tempting scent... Zhan Xi gave up struggling, his big eyes seemed to be filled with moisture, he looked at Xiaoyu's face tenderly, and raised his hand to pull his wet hair.
"Bad guy," she said.
A dangerous message appeared in Luo Jingyu's eyes.
Zhan Xi was not afraid and continued to provoke: "You hooligan."
Luo Jingyu: “…”
Well, let her see what a real gangster is.
He suddenly bent down to kiss her, not a gentle kiss, but a passionate and unrestrained one, with a rare sense of aggression. He half-closed his eyes, tasting the cool toothpaste in her mouth, and Zhan Xi's body quickly softened, and gradually began to respond to him.
His lips and tongue would occasionally leave her mouth to explore her earlobes and chin, her fair and slender neck, and her clear collarbone...
Liwu squatted beside the coffee table and stared at them, as if he didn't understand what the two-legged animals were doing.
Zhan Xi closed his eyes, the scent of grapefruit lingering in his breath, as well as the familiar scent of Xiaoyu, which belonged to a young man, clean, clear, vigorous and powerful...
It has been a long time since they enjoyed such a relaxing and intimate time. They have been too busy recently, tightening their clockwork every day and counting the days to prepare for various things. Everything was unknown before the exhibition started. Now that the first day is over, they realized that all their efforts were not in vain, and they got good feedback as they wished.
Therefore, Luo Jingyu couldn't wait any longer. Her love for Huanhuan, her gratitude to Huanhuan, her dependence on Huanhuan... all turned into a passionate kiss at this moment.
“Hmm…” Zhan Xi felt something strange in his body and pushed him gently.
Luo Jingyu naturally knew it herself, and she stayed on her for a while before reluctantly letting go of her lips and sitting up.
His breathing was rapid, his chest rising and falling visibly, and he pulled at his sweatpants to try to cover it up.
Zhan Xi's face turned red. She knew very well that Xiaoyu was a hot-blooded man. This situation had happened several times when they were intimate. She would still be shy, but not too panicked.
Luo Jingyu told her that he would not do anything to her as long as they did not get married.
He respected her very much, and Zhan Xi was indeed not prepared, so they both had a tacit understanding about this matter and did not intend to get involved for the time being. At most, they would just play around with it.
The situation had arisen and it was no use holding it in. Luo Jingyu no longer hid it from her and would go to the bathroom alone for a while.
Zhan Xi sat on the sofa with his knees hugged. Thinking about the feeling in his body just now, his face became hot again. He felt that Xiaoyu had suffered a lot. He was really patient with a fish.
When Luo Jingyu came out of the bathroom, her ears were still red. Zhan Xi tried not to laugh and looked at him, but was already sitting in front of the computer to continue writing. Luo Jingyu pulled a chair over and sat down beside her, resting her long legs on the chair, and resting her head on Zhan Xi's shoulder like a big bird, watching her type.
Wow! Huanhuan can type so fast! Luo Jingyu admired him so much that she couldn't help but look at her own hands. She felt very upset. Why can he type so slowly? Alas... He is indeed uneducated.
Zhan Xi sorted out the photos of the whole day, some taken by her and some taken with the help of Sister Shao, and selected suitable ones to be used as pictures to accompany the tweets.
This article is so easy to write, there are so many materials! She didn't post a frontal photo of herself and Xiaoyu. In the few portraits she picked, Xiaoyu was making flowers with her head down, and she was in profile, and you can see her fairy-like Hanfu skirt. There is also a close-up of her hair bun taken by Sister Shao, which is an exquisite little lotus hairpin.
More than an hour later, Zhan Xi checked the article, posted it on the official account, and took a look at the backstage. Pointing at a string of four digits, he happily said to Luo Jingyu: "Xiaoyu, look, there are so many new fans!"
It was almost midnight when the gifts all fell asleep on the big bed, and Zhan Xi decided to go home.
Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are weekends, and there will be more visitors, so she and Luo Jingyu cannot relax.
Luo Jingyu sent her back to the eighth floor, and did not say goodbye at the door. She took off her shoes and rushed to her bedroom. Before Zhan Xi could react, he ran out holding a big whale doll, made a face at her, put on his slippers and slipped away.
"Stingy!" Zhan Xi poked her head out of the door. Luo Jingyu was standing in front of the elevator holding the big whale and turned to look at her with a wicked smile on her face.
He signed: See you tomorrow, good night.
Zhan Xi also smiled and signed: Good night, Xiaoyu.
After closing the door, Zhan Xi walked to the middle of the living room, suddenly turned around on the spot, raised his arms and danced a few steps.
Her body was very tired, and her feet were numb after standing all day. If Luo Jingyu could hear, she would know that her throat was also a little hoarse.
But she didn't look tired at all; she was very excited and full of energy.
So this is what it feels like to work hard with someone you love
Zhan Xi felt extremely satisfied and wished the exhibition could be extended a little longer.
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The exhibition on the second day went on just as smoothly as before, with more visitors than the day before. Zhan Xi was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink water, and Luo Jingyu didn't stop either, except to go to the toilet, when she was glued to her chair.
The finished embossed flower accessories were almost sold out. Luo Jingyu said that there was still some stock at home that could be used as an emergency item on the third day.
Zhan Xi blocked all her family members and posted a message on WeChat Moments about the first day of the exhibition. Luo Xinran, Pipixia, Zhao Qingqing, Teacher Qiu, Dong Cheng, Mrs. Wu, Zhou Lian and many others helped her forward it.
Luo Jingyu also sent it, so the next day, many friends came to their booth. In addition to Sister Shao and Sister Xiao Zhu, Luo Xinran and Pipixia also came to support them, Zhong Peng, Mo Yang and several high school classmates came to play together, sculpture student Xiao Li brought his girlfriend, and Yuan Sichen also strolled over with her boyfriend.
"Oh my god, Xiao Zhan! You are so beautiful!" Yuan Sichen circled around Zhan Xi, "We shouldn't have danced hot dances at the annual meeting, we should have danced ancient style dances. Seeing you makes me want to wear Chinese costumes, and I haven't worn one yet!"
Zhan Xi changed into a light lotus green Song Dynasty summer dress, which made her look even fresher and cuter. She had two little buns on her hair, which were also Luo Jingyu's masterpiece.
Yuan Sichen wanted to try the flower-perm treatment, but Zhan Xi apologized and said, "All appointments are full. The three-day quota is full!"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yuan Sichen was unhappy.
Zhan Xi said: "We will also have experience classes on weekends in the future. If you really want to play, come and play. I will treat you."
"Wow! She really has the style of a boss lady." Yuan Sichen glanced at Luo Jingyu behind the table. He was ironing flower petals with a trowel. Many people were bending over to watch, as if they wanted to see more closely. All they could see were heads crowded together.
Yuan Sichen pulled Zhan Xi's arm and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to do this with your boyfriend in the future?"
Zhan Xi was stunned and shook his head, "No, I just helped him with this exhibition and then looked for a job after it was done. He usually has a partner and they have been working together for four years. It's not my turn."
Yuan Sichen asked: "Then his partner didn't participate in this exhibition?"
"Yeah." Zhan Xi replied, "Maybe he's too busy. He doesn't know how to emboss or sign language, so he can't be of much help with the exhibition."
"Hey, please talk less." Yuan Sichen frowned, "Your throat is hoarse, do you want some throat lozenges? I'll buy some for you."
Zhan Xi said, "No, I have lozenges. I'm taking them."
There were a few small incidents that day:
First, there was a two-page feature on the Maker Festival in a local newspaper that day. Zhan Xi originally hoped that the reporter could introduce their booth in words, but in the end, her photo was published!
This made her a little worried. Although the photo printed in the newspaper was only as big as a piece of dried tofu and she was wearing Hanfu so her face was not very clear, the photo on the mobile phone news was very high-definition and could be clicked to enlarge.
Zhan Xi could only hope that no one in the family saw the report. At least mom and Zhan Jie didn't read newspapers, and dad... Dad had the habit of reading newspapers all year round, so she could only hope that dad was presbyopic and couldn't recognize his own daughter.
Second, Luo Jingyu made a lotus hairpin on the spot in her free time. The style was very unique. She wanted to give it to Huanhuan so that she could change to a different hairpin on the third day.
Unexpectedly, when he came back from the bathroom, Zhan Xi actually sold the hairpin for 600 yuan! Luo Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and rubbed her face fiercely. She couldn't do anything about her, and blamed herself for not telling her in advance.
Third, a boy who was making pottery saw Zhan Xi when he left the booth and walked around. He stopped and chatted with her for half an hour.
Luo Jingyu didn't notice it at first and thought the other person was just an ordinary guest, but when he looked up for the fourth time and found that the man was still talking to Zhan Xi, he couldn't hold it anymore.
The boy was quite tall and handsome. He was wearing an apron used for making pottery. He smiled brightly at Zhan Xi, opening and closing his mouth and making gestures, but no one knew what he was saying.
Ah! Huanhuan was also smiling at him!
Luo Jingyu: “…”
Before leaving, the boy invited Zhan Xi to his booth to experience making pottery for free, and Zhan Xi agreed. After the boy left, she looked back at Luo Jingyu and found that he was looking at her with a sad face. Seeing her looking over, he lowered his head again. Zhan Xi bent down to look at him and was surprised to find that her little fish was unhappy!
Later, Zhan Xi took a lot of effort to figure out why Xiaoyu was unhappy, and he took a lot of effort to make him happy.
She was so happy in her heart. She really didn't expect that Luo Jingyu would be jealous
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When she got home that night, Luo Jingyu cooked a pot of pear juice for Zhan Xi and massaged her feet for half an hour on the sofa.
Zhan Xi asked him why he wanted to boil pear water, and Luo Jingyu answered in sign language: Your throat is hoarse.
"How did you know?" Zhan Xi asked with a smile as he took sips of the sweet and slightly hot pear juice.
Luo Jingyu touched her face lovingly, pointed at herself, circled her temple a few times, and then signed: I asked Li.
He thought of it himself and confirmed it with Xiao Li. Zhan Xi felt very warm.
Luo Jingyu reached out and touched her throat again, thinking of the boy who made pottery during the day. She opened her mouth and made a series of vague sounds, all of which were the first sound.
"Oh, oh, oh..."
Zhanxi was already very familiar with his voice. At first he thought it was just an unconscious sound, but after listening to it several times he realized that he was repeating three syllables.
The last "吗" was very clear, but she really couldn't guess what the first two syllables meant.
Like asking her a question.
Zhan Xi asked patiently: "Xiao Yu, what did you say? What 'ma'?"
Luo Jingyu immediately pursed her lips and dared not speak, knowing that Huanhuan could not understand anything she said.
He asked using sign language: Is my speech unpleasant to hear
Zhan Xi shook his head: "It's not bad. I told you that your voice is very nice and I like it very much. It's just that I really didn't understand what you said just now. Can you tell me what you asked?"
Luo Jingyu lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then took out her cell phone and typed to her: Are you sad
After beating her, he touched her throat again.
Zhan Xi put down the teacup, leaned over and hugged him.
Her Xiaoyu will never know what it feels like to have a hoarse throat from talking too much, which makes her feel sad, but he cares about her. Even if he can't understand it, he will still miss her.
Also, he went from resisting to making a sound at first, to later relaxing and making sounds in front of her, and now, he imitated the normal people's mouth shapes, trying to call out her name, and even wanted to say simple words to her. All of this moved Zhan Xi so much that he wanted to cry.
She held Luo Jingyu's cheek and said to him, "Xiaoyu, I don't want you to learn to speak. I know it's hard for you to learn. It's okay. Sign language is also speaking. I can already chat with you. I just want to hear you call my name, call me Huanhuan, nothing else matters."
Luo Jingyu blurted out: "h."
Zhan Xi chuckled and nodded: "H, that's right, very well said. When we are free, I will continue to teach you how to say 'Huan Huan'."
Luo Jingyu's cheeks turned red and she nodded: "h."
"I really like you, Luo Jingyu, why are you so cute?" Zhan Xi didn't know what to say. Seeing Xiaoyu open her mouth again, she said, "I know you want to say that you like me too, right? I know, I know you like me too, I definitely know!"
She is right.
He also wanted to say "I like you" and say it with his mouth.
It’s so difficult, he doesn’t even know how to do it. Will he be able to learn it in the future
Luo Jingyu's eyes became very soft. She no longer tried to speak. She opened her arms and hugged Zhan Xi into her arms, stroking her back heavily, and closed her eyes helplessly.
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The exhibition on the third day was uneventful. Sister Shao and Sister Xiao Zhu went to visit other scenic spots in Qiantang after playing for two days. The guests who came to Luo Jingyu's booth were all strangers, and some even came specially after reading the newspaper of the previous day.
Everyone has never heard of hot stamping, and it is the first time to see it. Some people say that this is not silk flower? Zhan Xi said no, the production tools and techniques are different. Simulated silk flowers are mass-produced by manufacturers, and even if they are outsourced and made by hand, they are all assembly line processes, which are very rough and fake, while each hot stamping flower is unique and is a work of art.
Almost all the people who are willing to watch Luo Jingyu making flowers for a long time are women, from white-haired grandmothers to little girls of eight or nine years old, all of them watch with fascination.
In fact, after three days, only a few guests who took the trial class knew that Luo Jingyu was deaf. The others probably thought he was aloof. It's normal for an artist to have a weird temper. Anyway, no matter what you ask, the beautiful girl in Hanfu will answer you in time.
Luo Jingyu told Zhan Xi that she didn't want to use his deafness as a selling point, and hoped that people would pay more attention to his craftsmanship. Zhan Xi himself thought so too, and the two of them implemented it quite well.
Unfortunately, there were too few places for the trial class, so Zhan Xi added many WeChat friends and told them to follow the official account for subsequent event notifications. She had a hunch that Xiaoyu's weekend interest class would definitely be a success!
In the afternoon, Luo Jingyu was performing her last hot flower making demonstration. She was making a dahlia brooch, but before she finished it, it had already been reserved by a female customer.
When Luo Jingyu was demonstrating, Zhan Xi didn't need to explain, she just had to answer the questions when the guests asked. She felt a little free, so she leaned against the booth and fanned herself with a round fan.
The air conditioner was on in the venue, but the room temperature was still very high due to the large number of people. Zhan Xi was thinking that after the day was over, she and Xiaoyu could finally have a few days off. She needed to get enough sleep, have Xiaoyu cook her a big meal, and go out on a date with Xiaoyu. Ah, no, no, Xiaoyu had to start preparing for the Hanfu Festival, and he was already many days behind others...
Just as she was daydreaming, a person stood in front of her.
Zhan Xi looked at him for a few seconds, then immediately picked up the round fan to cover his face.
The man grabbed her wrist and pulled it down hard. Zhan Xi felt pain and her hand loosened, and the fan fell to the ground.
She didn't dare to pick it up and looked at the other person nervously. The man had a stern face and looked her up and down with cold eyes, then his gaze moved to Luo Jingyu.
Luo Jingyu was still concentrating on making flowers. She didn't raise her head and had no idea what was happening here.
The man took two steps toward him.
Zhan Xi's back was sweating, his face gradually turned pale, he grabbed the man's arm and asked anxiously: "Brother! Why are you here?"