Quick Wear: This Cannon Fodder is Delicate and Expensive

Chapter 202: The Domineering Female CEO's Daily Life of Protecting Her Husband (22)

After a while, Bai Wen appeared in the camera again.

The first shooting of the two people in the room officially began.

The first time was mainly to get the two of them familiar with each other, and the theme was leisure crafts.

As the camera changed, ceramic molds and coffee making facilities appeared in front of the two people's table. It was fully equipped, and under the warm indoor lighting, there was a different kind of warmth.

The production team handed over a card, and Bai Wen politely took it and said slowly: "Dear brothers, in order to enhance the relationship between the two of you and resolve the awkwardness, please make your own ceramics and coffee together."

As Bai Wen spoke, Yan Cheng's heart gradually grew furious, but his expression remained unchanged as he smiled slightly.

"What the hell is this? This is something couples do, right? How about we play some games?" Yan Cheng crossed his legs, trying to deliberately change the subject.

Bai Wen paused: "Of course, you can, but you still have to complete the task, right?"

Yan Cheng exhaled, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned: "But I don't know how to knead soil or make coffee."

"I know how. I'll teach you." Bai Wen said with a smile, his tone gentle.

But he was also a little puzzled. Why did he feel like the production team did it on purpose? The missions were all his strengths...

Production team: It’s obvious that... you know everything...

Shaking his head, Bai Wen stopped thinking about it, rolled up his sleeves and sat down next to a pile of clay.

Since Bai Wen said so, Yan Cheng did not refuse anymore. He stood beside Bai Wen, looking willing to learn from him.

He wanted to see what real material this empty vase of Bai Wen could contain.

"In fact, ceramics is a very traditional art in China. Generally speaking, it has to go through the processes of kneading clay, throwing, printing, sharpening, drying, engraving, glazing, firing, painting, etc. What you see now is throwing. If children make it, there must be an adult watching, because this is not chocolate." Bai Wen said, turning and kneading the clay on the turntable. His tone was calm and gentle.

Bai Wen has a characteristic when doing things, which is that he is extremely serious, as if he is isolated from the outside world.

This is the picture that Yan Cheng saw.

The boy's arms were lean, with smooth lines, and a slight force, with veins slightly protruding, giving him a kind of strength that didn't match his appearance.

His fingers were slender and flexible, and the lump of mud gradually took shape under his modification.

Even with complicated rings, it does not affect the man's skills at all.

only...

Yan Cheng rolled his eyes inwardly.

This guy speaks a lot of professional terms and is really good at pretending. It seems that he has learned a lot in advance in order to attract fans.

What a mistake! Why didn’t he think of learning it in advance?

Sure enough, he is different from Bai Wen, the scheming man, huh.

"Bai Wen, I think the ring on your finger is inconvenient, why don't you take it off. It will also allow everyone to see your technique clearly." Yan Cheng said as he sat aside.

Bai Wen froze: "Ah, it's okay, I'm used to it."

This meal fell into Yan Cheng's eyes. Yan Cheng did not say anything, but his eyes dimmed slightly, as if he was thinking.

Not long after, Bai Wen asked softly, "Just pinch it for a while longer, would you like to try it, senior?"

When it was Yan Cheng's turn, he had some thoughts in his mind.

He doesn't have any advantages, except that he learns things quickly. After Bai Wen demonstrated it to him, he naturally had no problems.

But if he keeps doing a bad job, or even ruins Bai Wen's work, this damn kid...will be angry, right?

Hehe, once you get angry...doesn't that reveal your true nature?

Yan Cheng's eyes lit up, and his hands started to move in a dishonest manner: "Ah, Bai Wen, why can't I pinch it properly? It's so slippery and keeps slipping in my hands."

For the first time, Bai Wenwen said gently: "It's okay, senior, the force is a bit too strong, try to relax?"

"Ah, Bai Wen, why is it crooked and a piece of it flew out?" The man seemed very discouraged and looked really aggrieved, with even his hair drooping visibly.

Shi Qi: ...The hair is really well acted.

The second time, Bai Wenwen said, "It's okay, senior. Just hold your thumb tightly. Don't be nervous."

"Ouch, why is it deformed? And there's a hole in it?" Yan Cheng frowned, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

The third time, Bai Wen was even gentler: "It's okay, senior, just use some more mud to fix it. This is your first time, you are already very good."

"..."

I don’t know how long it had been, but the perfect clay cup had already been turned into a pile of mud by Yan Cheng.

Originally he wanted to annoy Bai Wen, but in the end Yan Cheng found that he was the one who was annoyed.

With a flick of his hand, the mud was thrown out without anyone noticing. In an instant, the splashed mud flew onto Bai Wen's light-colored pants, and some even splashed into Bai Wen's eyes.

"Sorry... I'm sorry, Bai Wen, are you okay? I didn't mean it, I just..." Yan Cheng whispered, hurriedly stood up, with a hint of pleasure flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Anyway...when Bai Wen is unhappy, he is happy.

The boy opposite lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Just when Yan Cheng thought Bai Wen was finally going to lose his temper, the boy slowly raised his head with a helpless smile in his eyes: "It's okay, this is quite artistic, but it's a pity that the materials are wasted."

"Okay, in order to save time, I will teach you step by step." The boy smiled, pulled Yan Cheng over and sat behind him.

Suddenly surrounded by a strange aura, Yan Cheng's face froze.

Just as she was about to push him away, the boy grabbed her hand.

"Push it gently, like this... and then like this..." The boy spoke softly, without any impatience. He held Yan Cheng's hand and twisted the clay very skillfully.

Yan Cheng looked at his controlled hand and felt like vomiting. He was shaken by a grown man, and it happened to be Bai Wen.

But I have to admit that Bai Wen...does have something.

That’s right, how can you hook up with the financial sponsor without something in return?

His sight fell on the two large rings again, and Yan Cheng's eyes darkened, not knowing what to think.

In front of the camera, Shi Qi's fujoshi soul awakens.

As expected, I am redundant!

How come they are so compatible? Although she and Yan Cheng are in love now, if Bai Wen is really interested, she can quit at any time!

Also, how come her Wenwen knows everything? I like him more!

......

Thanks to Bai Wen's efforts, an exquisite porcelain cup appeared in front of the camera.

The two of them washed up and then busy themselves with the coffee for a while, but of course Bai Wen was still in charge.

Finally, the shooting was over. Bai Wen was in a hurry because he was on a schedule, so he just said hello to Shi Qi and left in a hurry.

Shi Qi was holding a cup of milk tea, waiting for Yan Cheng.

From a distance, she watched the man running towards her, panting slightly: "Girl, I've been waiting for a long time, why don't you go back first?"

"I'm worried that you'd be cold. Let's go. Let's go back." Shi Qi said, and wanted to pull Yan Cheng into the car.

After all, it's just a company, and people wouldn't think too much if she sent Yan Cheng back.

Unexpectedly, Yan Cheng refused and said seriously: "That won't work. I have worked so hard to establish my character. I want to ride back by myself, braving the biting cold wind, facing the icy raindrops, shedding unyielding tears, and living a tenacious life."

Shi Qi: ...I’ll drink the milk tea by myself.

After walking the person to the bicycle, Shi Qi was about to leave, but was caught off guard by Yan Cheng's sudden hug.

There was no one around, so I felt a little relieved.

"What's wrong?" Shi Qi asked.

"My goodness, it's great that you like me. I didn't expect you to do all this. I obviously don't care much about it myself. I just... Oh, it's a pity that I can't accompany you more. Can we announce it after this variety show is finished? I want everyone to know that I am yours." The man lowered his voice, indescribably sexy and seductive, with a unique tenderness, all given to Shi Qi.

Feeling the heat on his neck, Shi Qi couldn't react. He hugged the milk tea and said sullenly, "What did I do? Don't think of my milk tea. It's mine."

The corners of Yan Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, and the sentimental words were stuck in his throat.

"Look, you still don't admit it? Seeing that my hand was injured, I wrapped up the broken handlebar." Yan Cheng said, looking at Shi Qi tenderly.

Shi Qi followed his line of sight and was slightly stunned.

Ah, she remembered that this was a warm pack, probably because they were worried that Yan Cheng would hurt his hand again.

"Acheng, you misunderstood, this is not..." Shi Qi was about to deny it, but was hugged by the man again.

"No need to explain, I know...it must be you, and it will only be you."

Shi Qi:......

"That's not... well."

"Silly boy, I'm so smart, you can't fool me." Yan Cheng hugged Shi Qi with satisfaction, with warmth in his eyes.

Shi Qi: ...

Why don't you let her finish her words every time?

......

On the small road, Yan Cheng rode his bike, looking absent-mindedly at the perfectly wrapped handlebars.

Shi Qi’s words came to my mind again.

"Yancheng, I told you that it was Bai Wen who did it. I know you hate him, but that's the fact!"

"Why do you always interpret a person with your own thoughts? Is it because you are despicable that you always see ulterior motives in everything you see!?"

This was the first time the girl got angry at him. He felt lost, depressed and uncomfortable.

Did Bai Wen do this?

Oh, what is it for?

Like him, putting on a warm and masculine persona? Or... trying to win him over?

Or is it true...

He is hypocritical, so he sees everything as despicable...

"Qiqi, is it really... my problem? After two lifetimes, what exactly... am I unwilling to accept?" The man murmured, his tone indifferent and full of fatigue.

The bicycle went farther and farther away, and only a faint gray dot was left on the path.

I feel a little lonely and solitude is spreading.