"Mr. mu, I'm really willing to buy as much as I spend..."
Fang Yuan carefully added.
After looking for such a long time, I didn't find a satisfactory gift. But here, the old man's things are so unique and meaningful. If they are given to Mo Jincheng, they will be of special commemorative significance.
Because, they are not from the assembly line down, is worth a lifetime collection of gifts, so this time, no matter how much money, she is willing to.
"Old man, please help me."
Fang Yuan stood up and looked at Mr. Mu sincerely.
The old man's face is more ugly. He stares at Fang Yuan and takes another deep look at Gong Yueze.
Gong Yueze knew the old man's character and Fang Yuan didn't mean it. He just wanted to express his sincerity.
"Well! Old man, I'm going to live in peace, and I'm not short of your money! " Mr. Mu shook his hand and turned his back to two people.
"Mr. mu, I..."
What else did Fang Yuan want to say? He was interrupted by Gong Yueze.
Gong Yueze came up to hold Fang Yuan and shook his head, indicating that she would stop talking.
"Yueze, take your friends with you. Don't wait for me to give orders!"
Mr. Mu shook his hand and his face was deep.
"Mr. Fang Yuan, she doesn't know your rules. Please forgive her..." Gong Yueze goes around to Mr. Mu and makes a circle for Fang Yuan.
"Hum!" Mr. Mu is still angry.
"I know that your works are priceless and can't be measured by money. If you don't know, don't blame her."
After hearing Gong Yueze's words, Fang Yuan behind her suddenly realized that she was rash to use money to measure the old man's works, which seemed to be a bit abrupt.
It's also strange that she is so anxious that she wants to find a suitable gift for Mo Jincheng. After all, it's not easy to see right
"No one knows! Yue Ze, I don't care about your face today. Let's go. "
In his life, Mr. Mu hates people to secularize his works. At the moment, he has not directly started to drive Fang Yuan and Gong Yueze away, which shows his patience with them.
"Old man, let me explain..." Fang Yuan opens her mouth in a hurry. She doesn't want to miss such a beautiful gift. She wants to see the surprise expression when Mo Jincheng receives it.
But Mr. Mu didn't give her any chance to open her mouth. He suddenly closed the door.
Fang Yuan quickly held out his hand against the doorframe and said eagerly, "old man, I just want to choose a gift for my beloved. I know money is not everything, but I'm willing to do anything for him!"
She pushed the door that Mr. Mu was going to close, and she didn't know where she had so much strength.
Mr. Mu frowned angrily after being pushed.
"Mr. mu, I apologize for what I just said But please give me a chance... " Fang Yuan's tone is urgent, for fear that he will be driven out in the next second.
"Are you really willing to do anything?"
Mr. Mu was stunned and looked at Fang Yuan in disbelief. [deepening, from not believing at first to willing to have a try]
"en." Fang Yuan nodded his head firmly. There was no hesitation in his eyes. His pure eyes were beautiful and firm.
"Well, come in with me."
Mr. Mu hesitated for a moment. Finally, he was relieved and turned back to the room. Fang Yuan and Gong Yueze followed him. [attitude change]
"you wait here." With that, Mr. Mu went into a room alone, looking for something.
Fortunately, the situation has been saved. I don't know what the old man will let himself do?
For Mo Jincheng, anything is OK.
"Here you are!" After a while, Mr. Mu handed a thick rectangular piece of wood to Fang Yuan.
"Grind the wood into a circle without any tools, and I will promise you!"
Mr. Mu's voice was cold, as if he had full assurance to let Fang Yuan give up.
Gong Yueze's face changed slightly.
Round?! This wood is about 10 cm long and 10 cm thick. It is polished into a circle by hand. How can it be! This is a mission that can't be accomplished at all!
Isn't Mr. Mu clearly making trouble?
Although Fang Yuan offended the old man, she didn't mean to. She just wanted to buy a gift for Mo Jincheng.
"Why, didn't you say you would do anything?" Mr. Mu didn't pay attention to Gong Yueze and looked at the square with his head down.
"If you don't think it's OK, just leave. I don't have so much spare time to spend with you, old man."
Mr. Mu waved them away.
"I can!" Fang Yuan suddenly raised his head with firm eyes.
Whatever you do is OK. As long as she can win the old man's work, she is willing to do whatever it is."Don't make trouble," Gong Yueze said to the old man, throwing away the wood in Fang Yuan's hand. "Old man, I know we have violated your taboo. In this case, don't disturb me. Fang Yuan, let's go.".
"I won't go!" Fang Yuan shakes off Gong Yueze and bends down to pick up the wood on the ground.
She's not going! She is going to choose a gift here for Mo Jincheng.
Fang Yuan's stubborn temper came up, and no one could stop him.
Gong Yueze looked at Fang Yuan helplessly and said, "Why are you suffering?"
There are so many gifts in the world
"I must round the wood!"
"If you get hurt, I'll How can I tell Jincheng! "
Gong Yueze is worried.
"It doesn't matter. It's my decision." Fang Yuan said as he looked around to see if there was anything he could use.
Fang Yuan went to the yard and found a rough stone. She tried the hardness of the stone, then made it and began to polish the wood.
"I shouldn't have brought you here." Gong Yueze shakes his head and goes out with him.
"I'll do it." Gong Yueze grabs the wood in Fangyuan's hand and wants to help her grind it.
"Gong Yueze, if you really want to help me, don't do anything!" Fang Yuan takes back the wood in Gong Yueze's hand. Looking at Gong Yueze, he says seriously.
Gong Yueze looked at Fang Yuan seriously, some distressed.
"Ah..." Gong Yueze sighed.
Fang Yuan is such an unyielding person that he has to do what he believes.
and Mo Jin as like as two peas.
Gong Yueze is worried, but he doesn't know what to do with Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan didn't continue to pay attention. She picked up the wood in her hand, aimed at the sharp place of the stone and cut it off.
Her hand is not steady, fiercely into the sharp stone, blood suddenly gushed out.
"Ah Fang Yuan whispered, holding the back of his hand, but the blood still gurgled from his fingers.
Drop by drop on the ground, just like beautiful and enchanting flowers, splashing on the stone.