Jinghua Tianjiao

"Tomorrow is the afternoon. Let's clean up in the morning and come back in the afternoon. You are quite foresighted. I thought you lived there after spending the entire night."

"No way, I'm not coming back...Grandma and dad are worried." Du Feng said and looked into the room.

"I'm worried about you. Your grandma asked me several times. I'm so sleepy that I need to rest." Yu Yan stretched out her hand to help her son pull the car in, but it didn't move at all. "These things are so heavy."

Du Feng smiled and said, "Mom, I'm here, you just don't have to worry about it."

"Okay, I'll feel at ease when I come back. It just so happens that I have to go to your dad's place tomorrow. You should take more care of your grandma and the family, so that I can feel at ease."

Yuyan asked about tomorrow's affairs, and Wenxin sent a notice to the work group at this time.Yu Yan looked at her phone, "Xinxin has sent a notice, asking everyone to pack up and go home tomorrow morning. Alas, I don't know when this flu will be over... This will delay a lot of things."

"Just wait, the scope of the flu this time is quite wide. Now the streets in Wuhan are closed. Everyone still has snacks. We must take precautions."

After Du Feng said that, Yuyan naturally knew that the letter was from Zhuo Hao, so she told her son, "Zhuo Hao also told him to pay more attention. He is alone in Wuhan, and it is not easy now."

"Okay, I get it, Mom." Du Feng pulled the car, "If we don't go in to chat, you two are blocking the door, and my nose will almost burst from the cold."

The mother and daughter laughed. Du Feng scratched his head helplessly and pulled the cart into the courtyard.

It's just that no one in Jinghuafang, not to mention Du Juan and Wen Xin, thought that the decision to go to the studio to clean up in the morning and take a holiday in the afternoon would be wrong in the end.

The next day, everyone came to the studio early as usual.When Wen Xin saw that everyone had arrived, he ordered everyone, "Hurry up and clean up. Leave the unfinished work here for now, and do it when you get back from this time."

Speaking of unfinished work, everyone here has a lot of work on their hands.Amuna opened the drawer of her workstation and found a pile of unfinished manuscripts.She looked at everyone. Gesang was in a daze holding the embroidery work in his hand. Although Wei An was arranging the silk molds, he could still tell that he was reluctant to leave.Looking at the rest room where Du Feng's live broadcast was originally held, it has long been vacated...

Gesang spoke, "How about we take it home and make it?"

"Ah?" Du Juan asked back, "There's no need for Gesang. Everyone is too tired these days, so just treat it as annual leave. As for Wangfu Cultural and Creative Industries, Mr. Wen and I also made an agreement. They originally wanted to do an exhibition, but now like this, I guess we’ll have to wait until later, and there’s no rush to get a new silk figure.”

Amuna and Gesang had the same idea, "Sister Juan, I agree with Gesang's idea. Now everyone's work is basically from the Peking Opera Silk Man series. It's better to just take it back and do it, and you can do whatever you can. Everyone. Once it's done, you can just take it and assemble it later. It just so happens that you can also think about the original silk figure during this time..."

Du Juan and Wen Xin looked at each other. Neither of them expected that Amuna would have such an idea. Looking at everyone's eyes, they already told her that they agreed to Amuna's proposal.But originally Du Juan wanted to let everyone have a good rest, but in this way, she was afraid that she would owe everyone a lot, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Wen Xin whispered, "Juan'er, how about we do it according to everyone's wishes? I think everyone is very enthusiastic."

That was all she could do. Du Juan nodded and looked at everyone, "Thank you."

Wen Xin added, "Then...the salary will still be paid!"

Everyone is happy, and Du Juan is sincerely grateful. From the restart of Jinghuafang to now, the cohesion is so rare.Tashi picked up a pile of rubbish and shouted to everyone, "Whoever has rubbish there, I threw it away." Wen Xin joked, "Tashi, who did you learn Beijing dialect from? It’s pretty fast. I’ve learned the word “qi’er” in just one breath. You must have taught me a lot, Gesang.”

"Sister Xin, how can you..." Gesang said sheepishly, "He is self-taught."

Tashi hurriedly ran out with the garbage bag, almost eating the melon on his head.

Tenzin asked innocently, "Sister, if that's the case, will we not be able to attend our silk art training class?"

Wen Xin hadn't thought of this yet, so Du Juan had some thoughts and said, "Let's stop the training class for now, but I plan to let my brother do the live broadcast, and if possible, let Aunt Xiufen give lectures, and my mother will do it too. There may be less hands-on practice, but it would be good to learn about the silk people and the silk flower factory in the past.”

"In this case, let's study live broadcasting later." Li Wei'an suggested, "I will also appear on the scene and give lectures to everyone."

"Okay, that's fine." Seeing that everyone was almost done with it, Du Juan said, "Intangible cultural heritage is originally meant to be disseminated in a diversified way, and everyone can try new methods. It's almost done? Should we withdraw if nothing happens?"

Everyone was carrying big and small bags as if they were going back to their parents' homes. At this moment, Tashi, who had gone out to throw out garbage, ran in in a panic and looked at everyone, "Sister, we may not be able to go back..."

"What's the matter?"

Everyone rushed outside the door, and the scene in front of them was something no one had ever seen before.A pile of protective railings were unloaded from two trucks, and the alley was filled with doctors and staff wearing protective clothing, who were placing railings.After seeing a group of people coming out of Jinghuafang, a staff member wearing protective clothing hurried over and said, "Quick, quick, everyone get in... don't stand here."

A second ago, they were talking about going back, but the current scene left everyone at a loss.Du Juan looked through the protective clothing and recognized Aunt Gao, "Aunt Gao? This... what is going on."

"This morning, a person from Wuhan just came back from our alley. Now he has fever symptoms and has been sent to the hospital. Now this area has to be sealed, and you can't go out."

"This is too sudden...why did it happen so suddenly?"

"Hurry in and wait for the notification." Aunt Gao said and left. Immediately afterwards, Du Juan's phone rang, and Du Juan hurriedly returned to the office.

Wen Xin looked at everyone and said, "Hurry up and tell your family."

After picking up the phone, before Du Juan could open her mouth, Yu Yan's voice on the other end was already anxious, "Juan'er, have you received the news? We have a news..."

"Mom, the studio is closed and we can't go back for the time being."

"Ah! Feng is there... Oops!" Yu Yan was full of worry and distress, she was more anxious than anyone else, "Then... Juan'er, listen to me, at this time you have to appease everyone's emotions and let everyone Don't panic, don't be anxious. This situation is the same as the 03 flu, everyone will get through it. You should cooperate with them now and don't force it."

Before this call came, Du Juan was really nervous. She really didn't know what to do.My mother gave a lot of instructions on the phone. She knew that at this time, she really had to support Jinghuafang.