Listening to Gu Yifang's doubts, Shao Qingyang did not answer positively, raised his hand and wiped the tiny water droplets on his forehead and said: "It depends on Xiaoxiao, Yifang, what kind of mood do you think Xiaoxiao will be now, what kind of thoughts?" Even when talking about gossip, Shao Qingyang is also a good teacher.

Gu Yifang lowered his head and thought about it, Shao Qingyang was very patient to wait for her, and after being silent for a while, Gu Yifang raised his head slightly, but he didn't dare to look at Shao Qingyang, his eyes slanted and fell on his textbook, and said slowly: "I think...... Sister Xiaoxiao wanted to take a breath, otherwise she wouldn't have written this poem, but ...... She didn't want to reveal too much pain, and she didn't want others to know more. ”

Shao Qingyang nodded and said with emotion: "This is the benefit of writing poetry, the subtlety of poetry is not the suppression of emotions, but a gentle soothing of exposed emotions." That's all Xiaoxiao is willing to reveal, and don't ask too much about the rest. ”

Listening to Shao Qingyang's words, Gu Yifang's nose was a little sour somehow, she remembered the couplet of poems she wrote just now, and she was indeed not only dissatisfied with the thorny situation of the swamp, but also made a soothing as Shao Qingyang said, and what she wanted to soothe was Xiaoxiao's injured heart at this time.

No matter how muddy the road is, you can finish it if you stick to it, and where it is full of thorns, you can also overcome the thorns and get out of your own way. Xiaoxiao's mood, she can be said to empathize, because before, she was also walking through a mud.

Shao Qingyang saw the girl in front of him, the tip of his nose was slightly red, and he said with a pitiful look: "Don't be sad, Xiaoxiao likes to play with you very much, maybe you can talk to her." ”

"Teacher Shao, can I go to the forum of the East Fence Society?" Gu Fang asked for no reason.

Shao Qingyang said: "Yes, it's an open forum, different from the BBS in Guanghua School, I originally wanted to wait for you to have a thicker foundation before recommending you to take a look." ”

Gu Fang hurriedly explained: "I want to go up and write a poem for Sister Xiaoxiao." I wouldn't look at anything else. ”

Seeing Gu Yifang's uneasy appearance, Shao Qingyang smiled: "It's me who is too strict, in fact, it's not bad to look at the forum, there are many masters in it, of course, there are also a lot of strange theories, and there will be some negatives, at first I was afraid that you would deviate if you watched it too early, but with what I know about you, you won't." ”

After listening to Shao Qingyang's evaluation of herself, Gu Fang was a little flattered, Shao Qingyang's trust in her made her secretly determined to write poems and lyrics in the future, and never write a disease-free sentence.

"Okay, the rain is light, I have to leave quickly, so as not to disturb your reading." Shao Qingyang looked out the window and stood up.

Gu Yifang also stood up, handed over the umbrella and said, "Teacher Shao, you can use this umbrella." ”

Shao Qingyang shook his head, waved his hand to her again, and turned to leave, Gu Yifang was so stunned that he kept handing the umbrella, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and there were already a few curious eyes around him, Gu Yifang hurriedly sat down, uneasy, and his face was a little hot.

In order to divert attention, Gu Yifang opened the notebook he had just opened and wrote under the couplet he had just written: "I hope Sister Xiaoxiao can cheer up and find a new life." ”

The poem was posted, and Zhang Lixian called the next day and asked Gu Yifang to take time to come up at night.

"Gu Yifang, it's really amazing, your poem actually asked Sister Xiaoxiao to take the initiative to contact me." Zhang Lixian was amazed on the other end of the phone.

Knowing that Sister Xiaoxiao decided to go out of the rivers and lakes again, Gu Fang was so happy that he had the urge to cry, and agreed repeatedly.

In the afternoon, in the chat group of the coolie group, there was even more cheering of Cai Wei.

Cai Wei's cheers didn't matter, and Song Shiyuan also came out, saying that he would come to thank Xiaoxiao in person in the evening.

After Song Shiyuan finished speaking, a dialogue group popped up in the status bar at the bottom right of Gu Yifang's screen, which was the "coolie group without Song Shiyuan" chat group established by Cai Wei.

"Emma, I forgot that kid was in the group." Cai Wei threw a tongue-sticking expression.

Zhang Lixian followed and said, "It's late, I guess he has to come tonight, let's talk about it then, it's a big deal to lock him out again." ”

Cai Wei was a little embarrassed: "It's not good...... after all, he also helped a lot." ”

Zhang Lixian said: "It's a great favor, it doesn't mean that he can participate in Sister Xiaoxiao's private affairs, don't say anything about it on the other side, Sanhua is not allowed to say it, if you say it to Sanhua, it is equivalent to saying it to Mao Yue, and if you say it to Mao Yue, it is equivalent to saying it to the whole society." ”

Cai Wei made a "Yes sir" expression and stopped.

"It's okay, let him in, don't talk about personal matters anyway." In the chat channel, Xiaoxiao's soft voice sounded.

Song Shiyuan was let in, he didn't know what happened to Xiaoxiao, and after he came in, he kept thanking Xiaoxiao on the public screen and brushed some flowers.

Xiaoxiao smiled: "Open the microphone, aren't you tired of typing?" ”

Song Shiyuan made an expression that his mouth was sealed with rubber and glue, and still typed: "I'll listen." ”

Xiaoxiao was a little speechless and said, "Okay, junior brother, you listen." Then Xiaoxiao pasted a cloth map on the screen, a gradient of orange-red, and then pasted an apricot picture.

"Wow, Sister Xiaoxiao, you imitate this color too similarly, right?" Cai Wei swallowed her saliva exaggeratedly, and her grunt was clearly audible.

Zijin opened the microphone and said: "Cai Wei, you are a foodie, why aren't you fat?" ”

Xiaoxiao chuckled: "I don't have this ability, this is grass and wood dyeing, Haichuan's work, as soon as you say "Xizhou Song", I think of her to do this batch of plant dyeing, she is an ancient craft of silk yarn, I will use chiffon instead, try to approach this effect, by the way, Tencel chiffon can make a fine velvet texture, when the time comes, it may really look like apricots. ”

Haichuan is a senior veteran figure in the national style circle, never participates in arguments, specializes in the study of ancient fabrics, and has also helped colleagues in the circle to find some rare ancient craft fabrics.

In fact, in the last century, there were still some improved ancient weaving methods that combined ancient crafts with modern technology, but after the opening of the country, these ancient skills were not suitable for fashion and declined.

The girls present, except for Xiaoxiao, didn't know this, Cai Wei said excitedly: "Then I'm really looking forward to it, by the way, what does the skirt go with?" ”

Zhang Lixian said: "Not so fast, let Sister Xiaoxiao think slowly, Sister Xiaoxiao, what are you going to do this time is a waist-length skirt?" ”

Xiaoxiao said: "Yes, it is equipped with a suspender bandeau, and this suspender can also be worn with ordinary fashion." I think so, since this program is produced, you may introduce a lot of newcomers, I think about the national style of this time, and some of them can be worn by everyone in ordinary times. By the way, Shi Yuan, the puppet clothes on Mr. Tianmu's side, I will also make the shape of a waist-length skirt, and I will embroider the bandeau myself to show my gratitude. ”

Zijin and Cai Wei had a very tacit understanding, and at the same time opened the microphone to protest: "Sister Xiaoxiao——, this treatment is too good." ”

"Thank you, ......, thank you, Sister Xiaoxiao, Teacher Tianmu will be very happy to know." Song Shiyuan, who said that he would be listening, couldn't help but open the microphone, and said shyly and excitedly.

Zhang Lixian said with a smile: "Sister Xiaoxiao, as soon as you appeared, the audience was boiling, and when your sample clothes came out, it is estimated that the group will explode." ”

Cai Wei said: "Boss, I'm so happy that I'm about to explode now!" ”

Xiaoxiao said: "Where...... I want to thank you all......" her voice suddenly choked up, "Yifang, the poem you sent me is very good." The turbidity and mud will eventually cross, and there is also a way for the thorns in the rugged world. As if she couldn't control her emotions, Xiaoxiao's voice trembled and read the last sentence, then she sniffed and said, "I like the second half of the song very much." After that, she closed the microphone and posted the second half of the poem on the public screen: "After a hundred years, there will be nothing in the world to make you old." ”