A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Today, as usual, I sat in Jiang Yufeng's car and went to school with him. Along the way, Han Lingying was smiling, humming happily, and did not hide her good mood at the moment.

"What makes you so happy?" Jiang Yufeng, who drove silently all the way, was also infected with this joyful atmosphere, and there was a dark smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, didn't I tell you? Today we're going to start practicing, it's time to do it, you don't know how happy I am. The more he talked, the more excited he became, grabbing his arm, smiling like a flower, "Do it for the first time today, brother, why don't I make one for you?" ”

"Come on, can you see what you've made?"

"Hmph, brother, don't underestimate people, the teacher said that I am very talented, don't regret it," he didn't believe in himself, and couldn't help but be a little angry.

"I said I couldn't see it, and I didn't say no." I glanced at the little hands that grabbed my arms and shook desperately, slender fingers, tender white and soft, and a pair of skillful hands that were born to play the piano, is it really suitable for pottery?

"I won't give it to you, huh!" The face is tilted to one side and no longer looks at him. The annoying brother, his good mood has been ruined by him.

Looking at her angry appearance, the corners of Jiang Yufeng's lips quietly raised, and he rubbed her head, "Okay, I'm kidding you." You take good class, I'll pick you up after class and take you to a place. ”

"Where to go?" looked at him suspiciously, the corners of his mouth rose, and he immediately forgot about his unhappiness just now.

"Secret. Wait for me at the school gate after class. ”

Han Lingying has been thinking, where will Jiang Yufeng take me? A messy morning passed.

"Jiang Yiting, you hurry up, slow down, like a turtle." The thought that I would be able to make my own pottery right away made a cheerful mood and cheerful tone. Pulled Jiang Yiting to the pottery classroom.

"Ling Ying, slow, slow down, I can't run." Jiang Yiting said breathlessly.

Ignoring her complaints, he pulled her and continued to run.

When Han Lingying and Jiang Yiting rushed to the classroom, the classroom was already crowded with people, noisy and shouting.

"Everyone, be quiet." The professor began to speak, "Today's first practice, in teams of two, we have to guide each other, supervise each other, let's compete to see who does the best." ”

As soon as the professor finished speaking, the classroom became noisy again, "XX, let's have a group." "xx, am I okay with you" The voices gradually quieted down, and the students finished grouping themselves, as for Han Lingying, of course, she is in a group with our Yiting beauties.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. "Han Lingying, there will be a new student later, you can bring it." Professor Cheng's voice came from the podium.

Before Han Lingying could react, a familiar voice came from behind him, "Professor, I'll report." ”

Lin Yifei, it turned out to be him, and he also came to take a pottery class. looked at Yiting beside her, and she really blushed. "Teacher, I'm in a group with Yiting, classmate Lin, you can rearrange it."

The professor walked up to Han Lingying, "Lingying, Lin Yifei will do practice in the first class today, without classroom knowledge, he won't know anything, you have to take him to do it, and tell him more about the methods and skills." The teacher believes that you will definitely teach Lin with your heart and will not disappoint the teacher. ”

"But teacher, I'm in a group with Yiting." pulled Yiting forward, her voice was weak, and her confidence was insufficient.

The professor's eyes swirled over the three of us, and finally decided, "Then you should work in groups of three." ”

The teacher said so, so take him with you, it's a big deal to let Yiting teach. "Let's go" pulled Yiting and walked towards the appliance with Lin Yifei, ready to start practicing.

"Lin Yifei, do you like to make pottery?" While chatting with clay.

"Not annoying." Lin Yifei looked at the girl in front of him who was concentrating on the mud, the corners of his lips rose, and he said with a smile.

Sure enough, I guess he won't like to do pottery. Stopping the movements of his subordinates, he looked up and saw a sly smiling face like a fox, and suddenly his anger rose, and he said with a little impatience, "Then what are you doing here?" ”

Lin Yifei looked at Han Lingying, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, "You'll know later." "Don't talk anymore, bury your head in helping her and the clay.

Han Lingying was angry, Jiang Yiting grabbed her, "Okay, Lingying, what do you care about him, teach him what he should teach today, and I won't be in a group with him next time, no." ”

Han Lingying thought about it, what did he have to do with her.

Glaring at him, he began to explain to him the matters and practices that should be paid attention to when doing pottery, his hands kept moving, his hands dexterously moved on the model, and he was done, he took his own works from the model, looked left and right, and always felt that there was something missing, and suddenly a flash of inspiration "Yiting, you can tell him the rest" Han Lingying ran happily towards the drying room with his own works.

Lin Yifei kept looking at Han Lingying until his back disappeared, and then he slowly looked at the thing he made in his hand, it was a very small box, the workmanship was meticulous, and if you looked carefully, you would find that this was not something that a beginner could make. Han Lingying has been watching his works and hasn't paid attention, but Jiang Yiting, who is in love with Lin Yifei, has been paying attention to his every move and has discovered it. Seeing Ling Ying's initial satisfied smile, Lin Yifei's eyes were soft, the corners of his mouth were raised, and Yin Xian was also very happy, and when Ling Ying ran away with her work, his eyes were dim. Yiting was shocked, Lin Yifei really likes Ling Ying.

His gaze retracted, and he said lightly, "You shouldn't need me to tell you, right?" Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at his work, indicating that she already knew.

Lin Yifei scratched his head in embarrassment, smiling lazily, "I'm sorry!" ”

"It's not me who you should say sorry for." Jiang Yiting never raised the corner of her eyes, and continued to hang her head and do her own thing.

In the face of Yiting's coldness, Lin Yifei felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. This girl saw that she was smiling all the time, what happened today, was it because she lied to them?

Han Lingying put the cup in the dryer and took it out two minutes later, sixty percent dry, just right. She sat down with the cup in her hand, carefully carving something on it, preoccupied with it, for fear of accidentally making a mistake. After a long time, it was finally carved, put it in the dryer again, baked, took it out and looked at it, and smiled contentedly.