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The pottery firing started on the second day, which was a boring process. Both Qian Wenang and Zhao Yan returned to Xiacheng halfway because of something, and Lu Cai also left after urging Lin Yunqing to burn his pottery cup. up.

There were only three people left in the house, and it was suddenly quieter.

During this period, Lin Yunqing contacted the uncle in blue shirt several times. His name was Dai Zheng.

Uncle Dai's work efficiency is very high. Within a few days, the declaration was planned. Lin Yunqing received a lot of materials from him.

The calcination process lasted for four days, and on the last day, he and Wen Zhuo opened the kiln door and moved the fired pottery sculptures out of the kiln.

Looking at the exquisite pottery statue in the camera, Shu Qing was amazed.

After packing all the pottery, they also started to pack their luggage and set off on their return journey the next day.

Lin Yunqing looked at the green hills and green trees passing by quickly outside the car window, the car was very quiet, there was no loud video playback and chatting sounds, because they took the business class on the return trip this time, the space was spacious and there were few passengers.

But the quiet space doesn't make him feel alone.

He turned his head slightly, and saw that Wen Zhuo next to him was resting with his eyes closed, and Shu Qing was in an aisle away from them.

In the past, every time he left his hometown and set foot on the train, he would always feel a little melancholy, but now he feels calm in the train, because he did not leave alone.

In May, it was not yet midsummer, but the temperature in Xia City was getting higher and higher day by day. As soon as he left the station, Lin Yunqing felt the heat blowing towards his face.

He was lying on his big soft bed, wrapped in an air-conditioned quilt, and squinted his eyes comfortably. He still lived here comfortably.

He has fallen, Lin Yunqing couldn't help sighing.

As the weather gets hotter, he seldom goes out at noon, and usually only goes to the supermarket in the evening.He stays at home during the day to review. Professional courses are not difficult for him. After enrolling in online courses, politics and English are not as difficult as he imagined.

He studied liberal arts in high school, and the content of politics in the postgraduate entrance examination is no stranger to him.After making a plan to memorize words, everything is going step by step.

After finishing the class today, Lin Yunqing folded her hands and stretched.

It's six o'clock, which is the right time to go to the supermarket, because there will be free transportation.

It was still a bit sunny outside, so he put on a hat and set off.

After coming out of the supermarket, the sky has already darkened.

He was standing on the side of the road with a bag, the bag was a pink canvas bag brought from home, the fabric was thick, although Wen Zhuo had disliked it for a long time.

He bought a lot of things today, and the belt made his fingers a little red.

After standing for about 5 minutes, a car slowly stopped beside him.

Lin Yunqing opened the door and sat in.

Wen Zhuo glanced at the bag in his hand, which was obviously much bigger than usual, and asked, "What did you buy?"

"I bought yogurt. That yogurt is super delicious, but it's so expensive. It's on sale today. Don't come again if you can't miss it. I just bought three rows." Lin Yunqing reported his achievements to him.

Mr. Wen, who was not interested in all drinks and discounts, didn't quite understand his mental journey, so he nodded perfunctorily.

Lin Yunqing put away the shopping bag and rubbed her red fingers.

Wen Zhuo's gaze fell on the reddened skin following his movements, and his brows were slightly frowned: "Just ask someone to deliver it to your home, why bother to go there every day."

Wen always felt that it was very unreasonable to spend time on these trifles.

"It's not good for me to sit at home every day. I have to go out for a walk." Lin Yunqing smiled at him, "And I want to pick some fresh ingredients, so I can't be sloppy working for you." Classmate Lin expressed her serious and responsible attitude work attitude.

Wen Zhuo snorted, turned his head away, and had to say that Lin Yunqing, a small employee, really knows how to flatter.

Lin Yunqing took out yogurt from the bag, and politely asked the person next to him: "Do you want yogurt?"

"No." Wen Zhuo's answer was as expected.

Lin Yunqing happily took out a box, took out a small spoon, lifted the lid of the yogurt, and ate it bite by bite.

But halfway through eating the yogurt, his happy hour was interrupted by the ringtone from his mobile phone.

Seeing the caller ID, Lin Yunqing put away the yogurt and connected the call.

"Mr. Fu, hello."

Upon hearing this title, Wen Zhuo's face suddenly darkened, it was this guy again.

This young man named Fu Nian has been attached to Lin Yunqing since he returned to Xia City.Fu Nian is a Ph.D. student in the Art Department of University A. He is currently studying Xiacheng pottery sculptures, and was introduced by Dai Zheng to assist Lin Shitao in Xiacheng.

Recently, it seems that they are planning to tinker with some kind of studio. The two of them have been talking on the phone several times a day for the past few days.

"Yes, in Xiacheng, tomorrow? Let me ask... the boss." Lin Yunqing turned to look at Wen Zhuo while speaking.

Wen Zhuo turned his head away, ignoring his gaze.

"I'm going back to deal with work in the studio tomorrow, can I ask for leave?"

Wen Zhuo lightly tapped the armrest with his fingertips: "Will Dai Zheng help you get things done? Why are you running back?"

Lin Yunqing glanced at his expression, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't see what mood he was in, but these words were obviously unwilling to make him ask for leave.

Alas, yes, after all, it is not easy to ask the boss for leave.

Lin, who suddenly realized that the workplace is not free, sighed a little, lowered his eyes, and saw the shopping bag put aside.To be honest, he is very serious about his work, and he wakes up early every day to cook breakfast for Mr. Wen Ba, even on Saturday and Sunday, although sometimes it is just a matter of doing it for himself.

Come to think of it, he was working overtime for free.Thinking of this, Lin Yunqing suddenly looked up.

"Can I apply for compensatory time off? The time I worked overtime before can save up to one day of compensatory time off."

He's such a smart guy.

Wen Zhuo clicked his tongue lightly. In Lin Yunqing's mind, is the studio where there is no shadow more important than his own job?She even went out of her way to ask for leave from him. When the studio is really established, wouldn't Lin Yunqing immediately resign and leave?

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. Wen always felt that his boss's authority was being threatened, and he was cornered in front of him. How could he bear it?

"Lin Yunqing, you have to distinguish the serious from the serious. Do you still know what your job is?"

"I know, but the studio is about to start planning the layout, and they are planning to build a firewood kiln there, so I have to go there myself. At the beginning, I have to be careful, and I will have nothing to do later." Lin Yunqing Explain to him, "I leave in the morning and come back in the afternoon, so I won't be over there for long."

Wen Zhuo pursed his lips, didn't speak, and snorted.

"Oh..." Lin Yunqing sighed, "That's right, I didn't want to get involved in these things, and I don't have time, so I'd better quit as soon as possible."

Seeing his dejected appearance, Wen Zhuo was upset, and a cold voice sounded: "Approved. Go early and return early, don't dawdle."

"Okay." Lin Yunqing glanced at him quietly, and found that although Wen Zhuo was frowning irritably, he approved the leave against his will.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

After chatting with Fu Nian for a few words, Lin Yunqing was ready to hang up: "Then I'll wait for you at home tomorrow, and I'll send you a location."

"What positioning?" Wen Zhuo asked abruptly.

"Mr. Fu said he would drop by to pick me up tomorrow, and we'll go to the station together."

Wen Zhuo impatiently tapped his arm with his fingertips, and his voice was non-negotiable cold: "Let the driver take you there directly tomorrow."

"Oh." Lin Yunqing didn't comment on Mr. Wen's order, and someone sent him to feel at ease, so he explained the reason to Fu Nian in the V letter.

After finalizing tomorrow's itinerary, the two also returned to the community.

Lin Yunqing looked at Mr. Wen's back holding the pink shopping bag in disgust, and felt a lot relieved. He seemed lifeless, although he still had a stinky face.

Before, Wen Zhuo had been quite encouraging towards his application for ceramic sculpture intangible cultural heritage, but when the matter was implemented step by step, he could somewhat feel Wen Zhuo's occasional rejection.

It's hard to guess Mr. Wen's mind.

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