Chapter 165

Tong glazed pillows are ceramic products, but not all. There are also special crafts inherited by Duofu nationality for several generations.

It includes carving, incense, precipitation, solid glaze, etc. in addition to pure manual work, the most rare thing is that it is soaked in secret spices and dried with special medicinal materials, which has the effect of helping sleep.

But the premise is that you can't touch water.

Once exposed to water, it will not only lose its efficacy, but also emit a stench. It must be dried before it can be used again.

There happened to be a pool of water on that table. Fan Ye naturally couldn't watch Gao Zhaoming put his pillow on and subconsciously stop it.

But unexpectedly, someone is faster than her

"Sister Yue, do you know that Tung glaze pillows can't be stained with water?!"

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "know a little."

"Then you must have been floating."

"Why do you say that?"

Fan Ye broke his fingers: "you see, you will talk more and know that more floating fruits are best eaten from the core to the outside, so as to return to sweetness. Now it is clear that even the Tung glaze pillow can't touch water."

There are no such things on the Internet or in books. Either she has contacted many floating people, or she has been to the island.

Especially with regard to the Tong glazed pillow, the manufacturing process is monopolized by several big names. Even on the island, it is a rare object. Fan Ye has contact because she occupies the identity of the chief's daughter.

But Jiang Fuyue knows no less than her, which is very strange.

"No." she shook her head and denied, at least not in her life.

Fan Ye scratched his head and wondered.

"Oh, it doesn't matter whether we've been there or not. What matters is when we eat?" Gao Zhaoming smiled shyly. "I'm hungry."

"Yes," Huang Hui quickly echoed, "I'm hungry, too."

The four set out from the dormitory to look for food outside the school.

Restaurants in the north are always full of sincerity, especially those opened at the gate of the school. They not only have enough weight, but also taste good.

Jiang Fuyue ordered four dishes, two meat dishes, one vegetable and one soup, enough for four people.

"Burp ~" Gao Zhaoming burped and looked satisfied.

Numerous leaves smack and smack, meaning is still unfinished.

Huang Hui rubbed his stomach, which was obviously unbearable.

Jiang Fuyue went to check out. Less than 100 yuan, she simply invited her, but the three insisted on AA.

She didn't refuse.

After eating, I walked back to school. The hot sun was blocked by rows of shade. Several people walked under the trees. It was not hot at all, and there was a cool wind blowing their faces.

At this time, a sound of flute sounded behind him, and it was continuous and noisy.

The four people avoided the steps and gave way to the road, but the sound of the flute did not stop, but there was a growing trend.

Jiang Fuyue frowned and looked back. Before she could see who was in the car, the black BMW jumped out of the water like a live fish in the blink of an eye, leaving only a reflective car butt and a smoke exhaust.

Gao Zhaoming: "who? So arrogant."

From the continuous whistle to the hunting throttle, all of them show a high profile.

Huang Hui shrugged: "whatever."

Fan Ye touched his chin: "how do you feel that those horns are deliberately pressed against us?"

This guess was confirmed when I saw Lin Yuan and the black BMW parked next to her in front of the girls' dormitory.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Lin Yuan wore a sky blue dress, a pink white fisherman's hat, long hair hanging behind her and a small bag in her hand.

At the moment, he stood on the steps, half raised his chin and greeted several people with a slight look in his eyes.

Jiang Fuyue's reaction was mediocre.

Gao Zhaoming and Huang Hui didn't know her well. They reluctantly nodded and gave a smile, so they stopped talking.

Fan Ye doesn't turn his head directly. The little girl's love and hate are clearly written on her face.

Lin Yuan's face was a little uneasy. Fortunately, she adjusted in time and smiled again in the twinkling of an eye.

This time, two people were shortlisted in No. 7 middle school. One was Lin Yuan and the other was Zhou Xian, a boy.

Ke ran, who had a lot of friction with Fan Ye last time, lost the election directly. Now he can't even find a personal film.

It's boring to think about it. I racked my brains against others, but ignored self-study. Finally, I ended up scribbling.

In comparison, Lin Yuan is much smarter.

She has never targeted Fan Ye and Jiang Fuyue in the open, but her shadow can be seen everywhere in Ke Ran's every move.

The master hides behind the scenes, and Lin Yuan obviously knows it well.

When I went upstairs, I found that she lived next door to Fanye.

Jiang Fuyue looked at the little girl who was facing a big enemy in front of her and couldn't help laughing: "what are you afraid of? She's not a tiger and can eat you?"

Fan Ye was so nervous that he picked his fingers: "she talks around, but I can't say anything about her."

As soon as she said it, she wanted to do it.

I'm afraid I'm disqualified from the competition.

Jiang Fuyue taught her a unique skill.

"What?" apricot eyes are bright.

"Pretend to be deaf and dumb."

“……”

Pretending to be deaf means not listening.

To be dumb is not to return.

No matter how powerful Lin Yuan's mouth is, it can't shake such an iron Han.

"Uh huh!" Fan Ye nodded, "I remember."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the opening ceremony was held.

The head coach spoke on the stage and introduced several coaches and instructors responsible for students' daily life.

During the speech session of student representatives, Jiang Fuyue was invited to the stage as the first full score in the semi-finals.

The process was quite smooth. No second Huo Fanjin jumped out and smashed the field.

After that, Jiang Fuyue returned to the physical competition training course of Q University.

……

At 6 pm.

Yan Zhenfeng: "well, that's all for today."

Jiang Fuyue photographed the blackboard writing with her mobile phone and sent it to Ling Xuan.

On the third day of the camp, something happened to Ling Xuan's family. He asked for leave and rushed back to linhuai. Before leaving, Jiang Fuyue asked Jiang Fuyue to take photos of his daily classroom notes and send them to him.

Jiang Fuyue did not refuse.

However, their contact is limited to a few photos on wechat. They rarely send text. They are basically Ling Xuan's unilateral thanks.

She thought it was the same today. Unexpectedly, a few seconds after the picture was sent, Ling Xuan's video call request came one after anothe