Chapter 4: Male God? He's a temporary worker for my family
The ancient appearance of Lanjiang Ancient Town is relatively intact, and most of the folk specialties and handicrafts sold in it are sold in it, but if you want to buy more favorite clothes, you have to go to the surrounding hypermarkets.
Liu Jing has long hair, walking on the street, it is too eye-catching, and wearing that hair crown, it feels even more weird. Lin Wanmo decided to go to the boutique opposite, buy an ordinary hosta, and tie it for him.
"For me?"
"yes, yes, take it."
Seeing that Liu Jing didn't give in at all this time, Lin Wanmo was a little surprised, "Why don't you say that you don't have to do anything this time?" ”
Liu Jing smiled slightly, but did not choose to answer, took the hosta, and skillfully coiled her hair up and tied it into a bun.
After lunch, Lin Wanmo thought for a while and chose to go to Wanda Plaza, which was not far away, just four stops away, and second, her tablemate and best friend Wang Yan, who happened to work in a clothing store for a summer job, and hadn't seen her for a while.
The two got on the bus, Lin Wanmo found two back positions and sat down, seeing that Liu Jing was sitting upright again, as soon as the car started, the hands on his thighs clenched his fists.
Lin Wanmo couldn't help but ask, "Liu Jing, are you motion sickness?" ”
Liu Jing's whole body tensed, shook her head and said, "Ah, it shouldn't be." ”
"Don't get motion sickness, why are you so nervous, others saw your expression and thought they were taking you to the execution ground."
Liu Jing smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer, he sighed a few times to make his body look as natural as possible.
Lin Wanmo didn't care about him anymore, anyway, he was a weirdo, he turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, thinking about his girl's thoughts.
Wanda Plaza is quite large-scale, with a collection of brands, hanging lights, and huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, reflecting the bright light, showing people a strong modern commercial atmosphere.
Along the way, Lin Wanmo thought about it from hairpins, lipstick, cosmetics to socks, but didn't realize that he was lacking anything, so as soon as he entered the mall, he led Liu Jing directly through the first layer of the brand area to the second floor of the fashion clothing monopoly area.
"Yan'er, Yan......'er", from a distance, I saw a girl in a black uniform with short ear-length hair, who was sorting out clothes in a medium-sized clothing store, and Lin Wanmo recognized it as his best friend at a glance.
"Xiao Mo? How did you get here today? Wang Yan heard the familiar call, turned around and saw that it was Lin Wanmo, and immediately ran over affectionately, grabbed Lin Wanmo's hand, and asked happily.
Lin Wanmo pouted at Nunu next to him, and said reluctantly: "Task, accompany someone to buy a few clothes, and then stop by to see you." ”
Only then did Wang Yan see Liu Jing standing next to Lin Wanmo. The clothes on this person's body are not very fitting, but he has a slender figure, well-proportioned proportions, a ready-made hanger, and a handsome face, which suddenly made Wang Yan's eyes glow.
"Hey, hey, Yan'er, what's the fuss? According to his size, I will help pick out two sets of clothes for him, my store is very busy, and I have to rush back to help. Lin Wanmo angrily stabbed Wang Yan twice with his elbow, his best friend has a cheerful personality, does things well, and is good at everything, but he is prone to disease, and he is a member of the "appearance" association.
"Oh, that's right, then this way, please." Wang Yan, who came to her senses, remembered her own work and hurriedly led Liu Jing into the store.
Looking at Liu Jing, who walked into the fitting room with two sets of clothes, Wang Yan pulled Lin Wanmo and asked softly with a smile: "Xiao Mo, is this your new boyfriend?" ”
"Don't you talk nonsense? What kind of boyfriend, he, he's a temporary worker in my family? ”
"Temporary workers? Oh my God, you're too good at. Why don't we have such a handsome temporary worker here? ”
"Believe it or not, and, handsome? Don't you think he's weird? Look at the bun on his head? ”
"How can that be weird? That's called personality, personality, understand or not. ”
At this time, Liu Jing, who had changed her clothes, walked out of the fitting room, although Wang Yan's clothing store only sold ordinary mid-range fashion clothes, but it was just a set of simple and fitting casual white shirts and a pair of apricot-colored slacks, which made Liu Jing and look like a different person just now.
"Ah, he's so handsome. If it's not your boyfriend, I'm going to chase it. The male god in my heart is like this. Wang Yan put her hands together and put them on her chest, looking at her eyes as if countless little red hearts were popping up, and she was about to become incoherent.
"Dead Nizi, believe it or not, I'll tell your family's Oba?"
"Okay, okay......"
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"Lao Lin, Lao Lin, I'm here." Chen Zheng, who was wearing a white shirt and white pants and a white hat, walked into the Lin family's old shop and greeted Lin's father, who was bowing his head to settle accounts.
"It's all full of gray hair, can you dress more normally once?" Dad Lin looked up at his old friend who was always full of bells and whistles and was "coquettish", and couldn't help but complain.
"You don't understand the world of our artists."
"Okay, I don't understand, you understand, come in and show you a few things. By the way, didn't you say that it would take two days to be free? ”
"It's not that you don't know my character, I heard that there are good things, I can't hold back, this is not early in the morning to fly over"
"You bad old man, you haven't changed at all."
"Eh, Lao Lin, I said, who is the bad old man, you don't count it yourself?"
When he came to the studio in the back shop, Dad Lin took out the folding fan that Liu Jing temporarily handed over to him for safekeeping, and handed it to Chen Zheng, "Take a look, you are an expert in this area, see if you can see something?" ”
Chen Zheng stretched out his hand to take it, held it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then sighed, "Good thing, I'm afraid it can't have a thousand-year history?" ”
"For thousands of years, isn't that an old object from the Tang Dynasty?"
"I'm not sure when it is, but by the way, where did you get this thing? Lao Lin, you have found a treasure this time. ”
"What are you looking at again?" Dad Lin took out a few fan paintings painted by Liu Jing today, which specifically mentioned the first imitation of the ancient fan made by the ancient town of Dawn.
"The pen work is delicate, neat and with casual swaying, and it truly achieves the realm of painting in the heart and writing itself, which can be regarded as a master's work. And this one is almost exactly the same, even the charm is not bad, and it is also very rare. Don't tell me, these works are from the hands of Wan Mo's girl, but I know very well that she is not at this level. ”
Hearing that Chen Zheng "belittled" his baby daughter, Dad Lin was a little unhappy when he heard it, "How did you speak?" Is Xiao Mo's level good or bad, and isn't it all taught in your school? Besides, if you can do it, you can draw and look at these paintings. I'm afraid you're not there. ”
Seeing his old friend going crazy, Chen Zheng immediately understood that he had touched his "reverse scale", "Okay, I said the wrong thing, apologize, I apologize, you can tell me what is going on." He raised Liu Jing's folding fan again, "This thing, if it is not much different from what I expected, if you meet someone who knows the goods, it is no problem to start with 100,000 yuan, but it is a pity that there is no inscription on it, otherwise it will be even more precious." ”
Hearing that Chen Zheng emphasized the value of the folding fan again, Dad Lin didn't talk to him anymore, and told the scene of meeting Liu Jing one by one.