Chapter 730

Song Yanshu was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Mu Qingqing's Sheng Sheng. She held the master and asked whether she had made a better prototype or song Yanshu.

"I haven't forgotten the game yet..." Song Yanshu grinned, the doting in the eyes was particularly sweet.

"Ha ha ha, OK, I'll have a look."

The old man went to the drawing machine of Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu. When he saw song Yanshu's works, he secretly took a glance at Song Yanshu. Then he shook his head and grinned and stroked his beard. After a moment's careful study, the teacher pointed to Mu Qingqing's work and asked, "this is good. Who made it?"

Mu Qingqing is very competitive. When he hears the master Fu praising his works for being better, he still winks at Song Yanshu and says, "master Fu, I made this one!"

"It's good. It's great to be able to do this for the first time."

Saying that, the old man naughtily walked to song Yanshu's embryo pulling machine, but shook his head, "this is a waste of mud..."

When Mu Qingqing was teased, she almost burst into tears. The teacher did not turn around. It was interesting to see song Yanshu's face turned white with anger.

"Do you hear me? I want a big meal!" When Mu Qingqing followed her teacher Fu to get the paintbrush, she couldn't help making a face at Song Yanshu.

If it wasn't for a few guests in the pottery shop, Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu would not have left in such a hurry. After all, their identities are really sensitive now. Although they are not afraid of being photographed, they are not as noisy as they are. After all, it would be bad to disturb the old couple.

As a result, Mu Qingqing and the old couple of the shopkeeper agreed on the time of glazing, and then left the shop reluctantly with song Yanshu.

Mu Qingqing has always been very interested in this kind of hands-on work. When she was a child, she liked hand-made lessons most. If it wasn't for family reasons, she might be an artist.

As soon as she got to the door, Mu Qingqing suddenly remembered that her coat had been left in the backyard, so she asked song Yanshu to wait for herself at the door and ran into the store. After explaining the situation, her grandparents, who were busy greeting the guests, asked Mu Qingqing to go to the yard to get it.

When Mu Qingqing went to the backyard, his coat was still on the back of a wooden chair, which he had just put on when he was just painting.

Taking the coat, Mu Qingqing intended to leave directly, but was attracted by a shelf in the side hall. All the above are all kinds of pottery utensils that have been fired into shape, cups with animal shapes, vases with artistic sense, painted pottery bowls and so on. The colors are bright and gray, but they are all vivid and attractive.

"How beautiful..." Mu Qingqing couldn't help sighing and stood in front of the cabinet for a moment.

It doesn't matter, but she found a wonderful secret. If she hadn't picked up one of the cups abruptly and looked at it, she wouldn't have found the name of song Yanshu on the bottom of the cup. Although it's a subordinate seal, it doesn't affect Mu Qingqing's recognition that it's song Yanshu's name.

In the spirit of curiosity and incredible surprise, although Mu Qingqing felt that it was impolite to do so, she carefully picked up several utensils and turned to look at the bottom. As expected, the name of song Yanshu was engraved on them.

If you're not mistaken, all the works on this shelf should be from Song Yanshu.

"Qing Qing..." Seeing that Mu Qingqing hadn't come out for a long time, song Yanshu was worried about something, so he came in to have a look, only to find that Mu Qingqing was holding a work of his own from the year before last, beside which was his special shelf.

"You I know... " Song Yanshu awkwardly tugged at the corners of his mouth, and suddenly began to feel extremely guilty for his lies, as if he had done something sorry for mu Qingqing.

"Song Yanshu, you dare to play me!" Mu Qingqing is not really angry, but only in this way can he cover up his embarrassment at the moment. What song Yanshu is trying to do is to make himself happy. If song Yanshu didn't happen to hit this scene, Mu Qingqing thought that she might have been playing silly all the time.

Coincidentally, the old man came over from the front yard. Seeing the scene in front of him, he patted his forehead and said, "Oh, look at me. I've forgotten this stubble!"

Grandfather seems to be in for his carelessness to ask Mu Qingqing to come to the backyard, feel sorry.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to play you, I just want to make you happy. Maybe my idea is wrong. Don't be angry!"

With that, song Yanshu took out a small chopstick holder from his pocket and handed it to Mu Qingqing, "this is my first ceramic work. I'll give it to you..."

Mu Qingqing took over what song Yanshu had handed over. After reading it, he found that it was a work of the first time.

"Don't you remember the first time we met as a child, you saved me, but I've been glum and silent. Then you took me to the nearby yard to play with the mud. We had a good time. We were all dirty.We squeezed a lot of things out of the mud. It was really decompression. So since then, as long as I'm in a bad mood, I'll come here to make one thing, and over time I'll pile up so many things. "

"But I always want to give this chopstick rack to you. I want to use it as a gift to thank you for saving me. But I can't find a chance. Look at the back!"

When Mu Qingqing turned the chopsticks rack in her hand, she found that her initials were engraved on the back. At that time, in order to make song Yanshu happy, he just had an idea. He told me that playing with mud would make people feel better. But who knows he took it seriously and has been doing it for more than ten years.

All of a sudden, Mu Qingqing felt that all her anger was gone. In front of her, how many unknown secrets was hidden in this man? Mu Qingqing even began to have an interest in understanding.

Mu Qingqing was playing with the mini chopsticks rack in her hand and said with a smile, "bang, what you did for the first time was not as good as mine!"

Song Yanshu knew that Mu Qingqing didn't continue to be angry, and he said with a smile, "Miss mud, can you give me a chance to admit defeat? The restaurant has been reserved!"

"What the hell's name! It's terrible to hear!" Mu Qingqing said with a look of disgust.

"Ha ha ha..." Song Yanshu couldn't help laughing at her.

Seeing him, Mu Qingqing ran away and stamped his feet angrily, "Song Yanshu, stop for me!"