Chapter 11: On the Road Alone
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Quarrel and unexpected breakup, broken up. The design was copied, and I was just about to see the hope of the partners scattered.
The continuous blows made Fan Xiaoyi, who has always been optimistic, unable to hold on.
Fan Xiaoyi didn't want anything, she just wanted to cry happily.
Don't think about why she just said that she was going to break up, but she really broke up like this. Don't think about it, the design they worked so hard to come up with was copied all over again, and they were directly robbed. I didn't think about it, but the partners who clearly said that they would fight together broke up so quickly.
She just wants to do something she likes, but she can't get what she wants.
The sadness of falling out of love, the grievance of being robbed, and the loss of the scattered gang were all vented at this moment, Fan Xiaoyi howled and cried, rubbing tears and snot on her mother's shoulders.
Mom didn't know what she was crying about, but she was relieved. Anyway, it's better to cry than to hold it all the time like yesterday.
Liao Mingfei couldn't help but be stunned when he saw her crying hoarsely. Somehow, he suddenly wanted to touch her head to comfort her. But now Fan Xiaoyi is still in her mother's arms.
Liao Mingfei picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then put the cup down again. He pulled off the tie that had been torn loose, picked up the cup again, glanced at Fan Xiaoyi, took another sip, and put it down.
Early the next morning, Fan Xiaoyi got up early as if she had drunk stimulants as usual.
Watching her humming a little song and walking around, brushing her teeth, washing her face and eating breakfast, Liao Mingfei couldn't help but wonder, "You still cried like that yesterday, and you recovered today?" ”
Fan Xiaoyi ate breakfast quickly, "My life and work still have to go on, and it's useless to be sad and sad." ”
"And what are you going to do now?" Liao Mingfei looked at her seriously, she had already told her everything last night.
Fan Xiaoyi had already finished eating and put away the bowl, and smiled at him without hesitation, "Do what you can do first, and try not to expand and sell better designs, just like the eldest sister persuaded me, to have more eyes." "But this is only a palliative treatment, not a cure, others only need to buy one of her to learn.
Fan Xiaoyi made a fist and waved it hard, "One day, I will definitely make something that others can't imitate." ”
Liao Mingfei looked at her in surprise, what others can't imitate is not something that can be done alone, it all has to rely on the research and development of large company teams and the results of collective efforts. However, Liao Mingfei didn't say anything, only smiled, "Come on!" ”
Fan Xiaoyi smiled, carried the bag and left.
Fan Xiaoyi decided that since she had no partner, she would do it herself.
From then on, she could only do the purchase of raw materials, production, and sales alone.
The road is already ahead, but there is no longer anyone who can walk hand in hand and support each other, whether it is wind and rain or rainbow ahead, she can only bear it herself.
Fan Xiaoyi pushed open the door of the studio again, boiled a pot of water to drink, sat down, and worked quietly all day. From now on, at least you have to get used to this loneliness.
However, when she stepped on the starlight and was about to go home, she met an unexpected person.
Yang Yiwei, to sum it up in a concise word, is Fan Xiaoyi's - first love.
So when Yang Yiwei greeted her, Fan Xiaoyi suddenly panicked for no reason, and then said in surprise: "Why are you here?" ”
Yang Yiwei looked around, "I'm about to find a place to open a studio around here." ”
"What studio?" Fan Xiaoyi was stunned.
"Ceramics studio."
Fan Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, and blurted out almost ghostly, "I have a studio, do you want to be together?" ”
So inexplicably, Fan Xiaoyi's studio suddenly became two people again.
Early the next morning, when Fan Xiaoyi took Yang Yiwei to push open the door of the studio, Yang Yiwei was startled.
"Why is your studio so broken?"
Fan Xiaoyi's face flushed, "When I first started doing it, I didn't have much money, so I could save it." ”
"Couldn't it be that even the chair was rotten and couldn't wrestle?" Yang Yi was slightly speechless, "Now that it's getting hotter and hotter, don't you even have an air conditioner?" ”
Fan Xiaoyi also felt that the weather was a little hot, "I'm about to move an old electric fan from home." ”
The corners of Yang Yi's mouth buzzed slightly, but he didn't say anything more.
In this way, the two set up a team and opened a studio.
All day long, Fan Xiaoyi couldn't help but peek at Yang Yiwei when she was working, and couldn't help sighing.
When she was in middle school, her mind was full of how to get close to Yang Yiwei every day, and she was always happy for several days when she appeared in front of him.
At that time, where did she think that now she actually has the opportunity to be alone with Yang Yiwei all day long.
Fan Xiaoyi's heart couldn't help but jump a little.
Yang Yiwei suddenly turned his head and asked, "What are you doing?" ”
Fan Xiaoyi was frightened for a moment, and after a while, she took the finished product to show him with a blushing face.
Yang Yi was slightly surprised, "You just make these things?" ”
Fan Xiaoyi was stunned, "Just do this, what's wrong?" ”
Yang Yi shook his head in disappointment, "Don't you do something serious?" ”
Fan Xiaoyi was at a loss, "This is not a serious thing?" ”
"I didn't expect you to only make this kind of gadget." Yang Yiwei walked back to his seat, "I wouldn't do this kind of thing." ”
Fan Xiaoyi was a little embarrassed and turned her head to see what he was doing.
I saw Yang Yiwei making a sculpture. The sculpture is already halfway through and the details are being carved out. The whole sculpture is exquisitely designed, the posture is beautiful, and the carving is extremely beautiful from the details that have been revealed.
Fan Xiaoyi sighed slightly, compared to works like his, her pendant is really not a serious thing.
Yang Yiwei used to be a top student, and now he has this level, but I am afraid that he can make a lot of good works.
Fan Xiaoyi suddenly became excited, now Yang Yiwei has agreed to partner with her to open a studio, now, has she picked up a treasure? !
As soon as she thought of this, Fan Xiaoyi lost the work in her hand and happily admired Yang Yiwei's creation.
Until she went home at night, Fan Xiaoyi still looked stupid as if she had picked up the treasure, and she didn't even hear her mother start nagging her again.
Because of the recent setbacks she suffered and the bitter crying the day before yesterday, her mother disapproved of her career even more, and almost forced her to buy materials to prepare for next year's civil service examination.
Fan Xiaoyi, who was in a good mood, didn't hear it directly.
When my mother saw her left ear in and out of her right ear, she suddenly became angry and was about to rush over, but her father stopped her and coaxed her mother aside.
Fan Xiaoyi cast a grateful smile at her father behind her back.
Liao Mingfei couldn't help but wonder, "You really say that the wind is the wind and the rain is the rain." Be happy, you can't close your mouth, and when you are sad, the Pacific Ocean will be drowned by you. ”
Fan Xiaoyi smiled and glanced at him, "Don't exaggerate too much, I obviously can't even flood the Pacific Ocean of the ant family." ”
Liao Mingfei leaned back on the sofa with interest, "Tell me, what's wrong with you today." ”
Fan Xiaoyi didn't find anyone to share the treasure she had picked up, so she naturally refused to hide it, and immediately told Liao Mingfei everything about her encounter with Yang Yiwei.
Liao Mingfei was stunned, and his smile was slightly retracted.
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