It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

Yu Qiu was so focused on embroidery that she forgot the time, and she didn't even know when Shen Mingdeng left.

At three o'clock in the morning, his neck and back became sore and stiff after sitting for a long time, but the hard work paid off, and the whole work was finally completed.

Sleep until noon the next day.

Turn on the phone, message 99+ in the dormitory group, there are still many @his, and there are several missed calls.

It was all from Liu He and the others.

Yu Qiu went to check the group news again.

[Liu He: Lie down! @白秋 Your knitting doll is on fire! 】

[Liu He: The zodiac series and the constellation series are almost sold out! 】

[Liu He: I heard that many people go to Fengqiu to buy knitted dolls! 】

[Liu He: Did Dad Qiu sleep? Did he sleep?]

[Liu He: ...]

After reading all the group messages, Yu Qiu finally figured out what was going on.

The girls Liu He knew asked him to customize dolls. Later, the girls from the Hanfu Club thought the dolls were cute and exquisite, and they came to buy them one after another.

Yu Qiu sent a video tutorial to Wei Linghui and recommended Fengqiu Studio to Liu He.

As for the follow-up, he didn't pay much attention.

Unexpectedly, a senior from the Hanfu Club is an anchor with millions of fans on a certain social platform. Once a doll appeared on the scene, and fans shouted that it was cute and wanted to buy it. The senior sister changed from a Hanfu anchor to a delivery anchor.

It is not that there are no knitted dolls on the market, but most of the dolls that are commonly seen have a dull expression, which is not as agile as the dolls of Fengqiu Studio.

The difference is subtle.

If you have never seen the dolls from Fengqiu Studio, the other dolls are completely soft and cute, but you can feel the difference when you compare them together.

After Yu Qiu broke his leg in a dream, he had to regain his skills to make a living.

At first it was just to support myself, but gradually I fell in love with this art.

In his spare time, he always thinks about various knitting techniques and innovates on the basis of the old ones.

Talent combined with hard work finally allowed him to make a name for himself in this industry.

Because of this, the dolls he wove are more flexible and lively than ordinary dolls. After his guidance, the masters of Fengqiu Studio also make dolls that are better than ordinary dolls.

It is expected to be admired.

It is a very gratifying thing for one's own work to be loved by others.

Yu Qiu was in high spirits, and replied in the group: [Thanks to your Amway @刘赫]

Liu He replied in seconds: [It's your doll that is so attractive! 】

The corners of Yu Qiu's lips curled up, but the doll was not given away for nothing.

WeChat pops up a private chat message.

【Lu Gao: Sleep till now? 】

This question is very subtle.

Yu Qiu raised her eyebrows: [I don't rest until three o'clock in the morning. 】

[Lu Gao:? ! 】

[Yu Qiu: A craftsman, life is not easy. 】

[Lu Gao: Weaving dolls? 】

[Yu Qiu: No. 】

Lu Gao didn't ask much.

Another message popped up in the group.

[Liu He:! ! ! 】

[Liu He: I heard from the club girl that your store in Amway not only sells dolls, but also has a lot of hand embroidery!Don't tell me you can embroider! 】

Yu Qiu hesitated for a few seconds before replying: 【Yes. 】

【Liu He: The cat is shocked.jpg】

[Liu He: You are too amazing! ! ! 】

[Liu He: Lie down, floor-sweeping monk! 】

[Liu He: We made an appointment to be salted fish together, why do you want to be a boss! 】

[Liu He: I'm feeling a little scared right now, maybe everyone in our dormitory is a boss except me!I have suspected Pingjiang for a long time, there is no such part-time job method, and @Lu Gao, your cold appearance is full of mystery. 】

Yu Qiu burst out laughing.

It is really interesting to have a live treasure in the dormitory.

Lu Gao directly threw a link in the group.

[Liu He: What is this? 】

Yu Qiu also opened it curiously.

It's a novel called "Everyone But Me Is a Big Boss".

Yu Qiu: ...

Take a look, what kind of novels does Brother Gao Lengku read every day.

【Liu He: Pupil Earthquake.jpg】

[Liu He: Let me go, there really is such a novel?I have to study and study! 】

There was no news in the group, so Yu Qiu got up to wash and eat.

The embroidery has been completed, and there is still the last process - framing.

Yu Qiu can frame it herself, but needs to customize the frame.

There is a framing shop on Quanyuan Street, which will help customers mount calligraphy, paintings, embroidery and the like. It has cooperated with Fengqiu Studio for many years. Whether it is soft mounting or hard mounting, the craftsmanship is very good. The quality and craftsmanship of hard mounting frames are well-known.

Yu Qiu measured the size of the embroidery and went to Quanyuan Street.

The sycamore leaves fluttered one after another and fell all over the ground.The tall and wide branches and leaves cover the sky, looking from a distance, it looks like a light yellow and old time tunnel.

He stopped in front of the framing shop.

The signboard of the store has been replaced with a new one, and the interior decoration has also faded from the old dilapidation.

A master craftsman was wearing a dark blue overalls and a bib, and was bowing his head to carefully frame a large picture.

Yu Qiu stepped in.

When the old master heard the movement, he raised his head and took a look. Against the light, he couldn't see Yu Qiu's face clearly, he could only see that it was a young man.

"Young man, do you want to frame it?" He asked casually, then lowered his head to work again.

Yu Qiu stepped out of the backlight area, stood in front of the master's workbench, smiled lightly, the dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible, and his handsome face was glowing with a jade white light.

"Uncle Zhong, your skills are getting better and better."

Master Zhong raised his head in surprise: "How do you know—"

After seeing Yu Qiu's face clearly, he froze suddenly.

Yu Qiu is exquisite and exquisite, and has almost no similarities with him before ten years old.

Before the age of ten, Yu Qiu was thin and silent, shriveled like a seedling about to wither.

But no matter how many changes there are, the facial features still vaguely retain the shadows of childhood.

Master Zhong's eyesight is very strong, and he can remember it in one go.

"Are you a child of Master Tao's family? Hey, I haven't seen you for so many years. You've grown up so much! It's hard for you to remember me as an old man. Come on, sit down."

Master Zhong greeted him warmly.

Yu Qiu sincerely smiled and said: "Of course I remember, my mother used to praise you for your good craftsmanship and your enthusiasm. It's hard for me to forget."

"Hahahaha," Master Zhong waved his hand, "Your mother is the only one who applauds the craftsmanship. If you didn't go early, I'm afraid... Oh, look at me, old man, what are you talking about! I'm sorry, kid."

Yu Qiu smiled and changed the subject: "Uncle Zhong, I want to order a frame from you."

"Wait for a while," Master Zhong pointed to the workbench, "This one is almost ready. It just so happens that my debt collector came back yesterday and was playing games inside. I'll ask him to come out and talk to you."

Before Yu Qiu could react, he shouted inside, "Ayu! Ayu!"

A lazy voice came from the back room: "Dad, what's the matter?"

Master Zhong: "Come out and see who's coming! I'm busy, you can talk to someone!"

"Who is it?" Zhong Yu came out weakly, glanced casually at Yu Qiu's face, and was stunned for a moment.

He always felt that this person seemed to have known him before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him at all.

He looks so handsome, he shouldn't forget it.

Comparing the neat clothes of the handsome guy, and looking at his crumpled clothes and old slippers on his feet, Zhong Yu thought about it, and asked Yu Qiu with a frown: "Who are you?"

"Can't you recognize this?" Master Zhong scolded him first, "Xiaoqiu from Aunt Tao's family! You played games together when you were young, and you know how to play games all day long, and your brain is broken."

Zhong Yu: "..."

The familiar reprimand reminded him suddenly of the past.

He stared at Yu Qiu's face and said in surprise, "You are Yu Qiu?!"

"Well, long time no see." Yu Qiu smiled lightly.

Some people just standing there are a vivid painting.

"You have changed so much that I didn't even recognize it!" Zhong Yu shook his head after finishing speaking, "If you look carefully, there is no big change, but the feeling is different."

He was referring to temperament.

Yu Qiu's light brown eyes blinked slightly, as if they were rippling, and when he smiled, he was handsome and delicate.

"You, too, have changed a lot."

Zhong Yu suddenly felt uncomfortable and scratched his head, "Then what, do you want to drink water?"

Yu Qiu shook his head.

He didn't speak, and Zhong Yu couldn't think of any topic, so he could only ask awkwardly: "Are you here for a frame?"

"Customized frame." Yu Qiu said calmly, "My mother said that Uncle Zhong's craftsmanship is superb. After all these years, it must be better."

The afternoon sun slanted in, casting a layer of golden orange light on the young man.

Zhong Yu was startled, and suddenly asked: "Is it going to frame the embroidery? Did you embroider it yourself?"

Childhood memories surged again, Yu Qiu closed her eyes, suppressed her displeasure forcefully, and looked sideways at Zhong Yu with calm and proud eyes.

"Yes, I embroidered it myself."

I don't see the shyness and inferiority of childhood.

Zhong Yu vaguely understood what he meant, and scratched his face in shame, "Then what, in fact, we used to..."

"Xiaoqiu, I've finished installing it here," Master Zhong said with a loud smile, "Come here and tell me what kind of frame you want."

The courage that Zhong Yu had finally mustered up was broken up just like that.He sighed in shame, and followed Yu Qiu cheekily.

Yu Qiu walked over, opened the photo album on the phone, and clicked on a photo.

"Uncle Zhong, you have a good eye, help me see what kind of frame is suitable."

It is very particular about framing embroidery.

Regardless of the size and texture of the frame, its color should match the basic tone of the embroidery, and it is best to complement each other.

Master Zhong has been in this business for decades, so he still has some insight.

He looked at the photo on his phone, and said, "This embroidery is not bad, and why does it look so familiar?"

"You really embroidered this?!" Zhong Yu said in surprise, "It looks like a photo!"

Master Zhong's eyes lit up: "Isn't this our Quanyuan Street! It was the street ten years ago, and the sycamore tree was not as big as it is now. The stall selling wontons has returned to my hometown a few years ago, and the slogan on the wall is also a long time ago. It's gone."

He talked excitedly about what happened ten years ago, as if returning to the yellowed old time.

This is an old street that is almost forgotten.

The immature sycamore trees along the street are thriving, and the low shops and dilapidated signboards are all covered with a rose-colored halo in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Beside the wonton stall, a vicissitudes of old dog is lying on the curb, and several cubs are playing around it.

It looked up at the bamboo dragonfly in mid-air with a calm and distant expression.Bamboo dragonflies jump over the setting sun, and the children playing below laugh and chase after them.

Regardless of composition or light and shadow, at first glance, it looks like an old photo with yellowing.

The prosperity and regret of the alternation of the old and new eras are vividly displayed in this embroidery.

Zhong Yu's eyes widened, and he asked again in shock: "You really embroidered this?!"

Yu Qiu nodded lightly, his eyebrows brightened: "The memory of my childhood has been blurred, I don't know if I made a mistake."

"Okay, that's great!" Master Zhong nodded repeatedly, "Xiaoqiu, your craftsmanship is really good, not bad!"

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhong Yu also sincerely admired him.

"Xiaoqiu, don't worry, I will definitely make the best frame for you! It must be worthy of your craftsmanship!" Master Zhong promised excitedly.

Yu Qiu achieved his goal, and thanked him with a smile: "Then I will leave it to Uncle Zhong."

After ordering the frame, Yu Qiu left the frame shop.

After completing the entries, there are still shooting works waiting for him, so he has to continue to work hard.

"Yu... wait!" Zhong Yu hurried out to catch up with him, almost running away with his slippers.

Yu Qiu turned around and stood on the old street, with a clear and refreshing gesture, and a very graceful demeanor.

Zhong Yu didn't know how to put his hands down, and said dryly: "I'm really sorry about the past. Actually, we wanted to play with you, so I don't know why..."

"It's all over." Yu Qiu looked indifferent, "It's meaningless to say this now."

Moreover, Zhong Yu was one of the few people who didn't bully him, at most he said a few words behind his back, and because of this, he ate a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots from Master Zhong, and cried terribly.

Zhong Yu is still very guilty. When he grows up, he understands right and wrong, and then he understands how hurtful those words were when he was a child.

"Actually, everyone likes you very much." He said seriously, "It's better to say they like you than envy."

"Envy me?" Yu Qiu smiled, this statement is true and fresh.

Zhong Yu nodded: "You don't know, when you were young, you were always a child of someone else's family. You are good-looking, well-behaved, you have always been among the best in grades, and you are serious about learning crafts. Which elders on this street don't praise you?"

"So?" Yu Qiu looked slightly cold.

So this became a reason to bully him?

The more Zhong Yu explained, the more ashamed he became: "The big guys think you are very different, and they all want to play with you, but the method is wrong. Later, you ranked first in junior high and high school every year, and you were so cold and cold in school. No one dared to play with you." talk to you……"

"Zhong Yu," Yu Qiu said calmly and coldly, "It's a joke to them, not to me."

"Sorry……"

"You have nothing to apologize to me."

Zhong Yu blushed: "But I didn't stop it then."

Strictly speaking, those people are good friends with him.

Yu Qiu smiled, "Goodbye."

He turned to face the setting sun, his back was tall and elegant, and the fallen sycamore leaves rustled, some of which revolved around him, like a dynamic oil painting.

Tranquil and beautiful.

Zhong Yu fully realized that Yu Qiu and them had never been in the same world, and it was hurting him to break the barrier between them and pull him down without authorization.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Red Maple Cafe.

Shen Mingfeng walked into the private room on the second floor, and when he saw Shen Mingdeng in a neat suit, his heart skipped a beat.

Although the two are cousins, there is no similarity in terms of appearance or character.

Shen Mingdeng didn't lift his head: "Sit."

Shen Mingfeng smiled awkwardly, sat down opposite him, pretending to be relaxed and relaxed: "Brother, what do you need from me?"

"Who was the person who sent your photo last night?" Shen Mingdeng cut to the chase.

Shen Mingfeng didn't dare to look at him, he just stared at the coffee cup in front of him: "Just a friend."

"LN is a same-sex bar." Shen Mingfeng looked cold and sharp, "Ma Tao is the only one of your friends who will go there."

Shen Mingfeng raised his head with a playful smile: "Brother, he just took a photo and didn't do anything. He knows Yu Qiu is under your cover, so how dare he touch him?"

Shen Mingdeng didn't talk nonsense with him.

"Shen Mingfeng, since you know, don't provoke him."

"Brother, where did I provoke him?" Shen Mingfeng looked angrily, "He likes men! Why can't he just embarrass our Shen family? I don't understand. He eats, drinks, and lives in Shen for nothing. After all these years, why do you treat him so well?! I am your real brother!"

"Why?" Shen Mingdeng's face was indifferent, almost scornful.

"In the past eight years, Yu Qiu's living expenses have been spent on his own money. He has never been a burden. Even if he has no money, the family is willing to protect him for the rest of his life. You don't know what your parents did back then. My parents see you as a junior, and taking care of you is a matter of affection, not a matter of course."

During the holidays, the Shen family only gave Shen Mingfeng a lot of red envelopes, not to mention secretly helping him find relationships and jobs.

What they gave to Shen Mingfeng's family of three was far more than what they gave to Yu Qiu.

But they are still not satisfied.

Shen Mingfeng's face was full of disbelief.

"Impossible, this is impossible, where did he get the money?"

Yu's father has a special status. In order to prevent Yu Qiu from being disturbed by the outside world, the Shen family deliberately concealed his life experience. Outsiders only know that his father's surname is Yu, and his mother runs a dismal embroidery shop.

Shen Mingfeng didn't know Yu Qiu at all, he always thought that Yu Qiu was just a homeless orphan with both parents dead.

Shen Mingdeng's eyebrows were cold and stern: "Shen Mingfeng, I warned you, don't blame me for being ruthless this time."

"What?" Shen Mingfeng panicked in his heart.

The cell phone rang like a reminder.

He connected with trembling hands, it was his mother.

"Mingfeng, your father was fired by the company suddenly, I don't know what happened!"

Shen Mingfeng suddenly looked at Shen Mingdeng.

The author has something to say: Shen Zai: I didn't even give that car away even though I wanted to. [Humble.jpg]

It is still in the period of emotional transformation, and Qiu Zai's skills are temporarily hidden.Wait later, ahem.

PS: There is another update at [-]:[-] pm, please leave a comment~