we will meet

There was a ribbon-cutting ceremony at the opening ceremony, and Tong Xiaojing, as a rising star of the new generation, was invited by the organizer to sit in the first row.

The event party invited many professionals, as well as media representatives, including leaders, to announce the launch of the exhibition ceremony. Qian Wenhai and others, as the inheritors of the older generation of craftsmanship, were directly invited to cut the ribbon on the rostrum.

The moment Tong Tianming saw Qian Wenhai on stage, Tong Tianming's expression turned cold.

"This guy's works this time can't be seen directly. The works he sent to participate in the exhibition are still the same type as the ones I made before."

Tong Xiaojing listened to what the second uncle said, didn't say much, just looked at Qian Wenhai who was enjoying the applause on the stage.

Handicrafts pay attention to the accumulation overnight, and the things obtained by stealing other people's things for enjoyment will not last long.

She believed that it was impossible for Qian Wenhai to go far.

After the opening ceremony, everyone can enter the exhibition hall to see the design of this exhibition.

Tong Xiaojing accompanied her second uncle to visit together. They saw the Pushi Pot on the booth marked with Qian Wenhai's name. Tong Tianming stopped and looked at it for a while without saying a word.

"Girl, you have to make better works that truly represent yourself." Tong Tianming said, his voice became more and more firm: "When that day comes, you will really be able to become a teacher."

"There will be that day."

Tong Xiaojing said something softly, but said it very seriously in her heart.

The second uncle met a purple pottery master in Wanyao Village and started talking briefly.

Tong Xiaojing carefully visited the purple pottery handicrafts displayed in this exhibition, ranging from simple purple pottery products to complex crafts. Many of the works are original designs of purple pottery masters, which are particularly novel.

"Miss Xiaojing."

Hearing the voice, Tong Xiaojing turned her head and saw Qian Wenhai walking towards her, she said simply: "Boss Qian."

"Look at you, you are always so unfamiliar, just call me uncle." Qian Wenhai stepped forward with a friendly smile; "Girl, you have performed very well recently. Congratulations on winning the gold medal in the Gongmei Cup."

"Thank you."

"Miss Xiaojing, the Tianming workshop is a bit dilapidated. It will be very difficult for you to support the whole workshop with a girl's family. How about cooperating?"

What Qian Wenhai said was very straightforward. He has a ready-made workshop and exhibition hall under his command, and his reputation in Zitao Street is there. As long as Tong Xiaojing cooperates with him, he will definitely stand out. Don't worry about the sales. Qian Wenhai can handle the sales. The resources in his hands are very sufficient, no matter what kind of consumers there are.

Qian Wenhai can provide sales channels and follow-up development, Tong Xiaojing only needs to make purple pottery well.

Either way, it's a very good choice.

Tong Xiaojing looked at Qian Wenhai and said seriously: "Thank you, Boss Qian, I don't think it's necessary for the time being. I'm still young, and I've just started making purple pottery. Too eager. It’s too easy to lose your original intention.”

The first sentence is simple, Qian Wenhai's expression will be bad if he loses his original intention.

"Miss Xiaojing, I think you haven't understood what I said. My meaning is very clear. This is a very long-term profit path. Whoever starts a workshop doesn't want to make money, maintain a livelihood, and become famous all over the world."

"I think I still need to settle down, and I will learn how to make pottery from my second uncle." Tong Xiaojing directly rejected Qian Wenhai: "Boss Qian loves you very much, thank you, I still want to find my second uncle, so let's first Let's go." After finishing speaking, Tong Xiaojing turned and walked towards Tong Tianming's direction without looking back.

Qian Wenhai looked at Tong Xiaojing's leaving figure, his gaze gradually sank.

"Little girl, she's pretty good... even better than her second uncle... It's a pity, she's a little girl after all... huh..."

……

When Meng Junzhuo left, Tong Xiaojing took Jiang Xiaopang to the train station to see him off.

Before leaving, Tong Xiaojing also prepared a pack of flower cakes, which she specially bought and made when she asked his father to go to Kunming to buy them.

"This flower cake is freshly made, and the taste will be even better."

Jiang Xiaopang came to the side, saw her say this, and joked: "Don't listen to this girl, this thing is just a snack, they all have the same taste, there is nothing special about it, the key is to see who gives it to you. "

"Thank you, I will bring it to my family." Meng Junzhuo thanked again, looked at Tong Xiaojing and said seriously: "I'm leaving."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Tong Xiaojing smiled at Meng Junzhuo.

Meng Junzhuo picked up his things, turned around and walked towards the station. Just after taking a few steps, Meng Junzhuo stopped again, turned his head, and looked at Tong Xiaojing.

Tong Xiaojing was still standing there, looking at him.

"Did you forget anything?"

Hearing her voice, Meng Junzhuo whispered after a while: "Come on! Looking forward to your new work."

Tong Xiaojing froze for a moment, looked at Meng Junzhuo and nodded: "I will, and you too... looking forward to your new work."

"Ah."

Meng Junzhuo turned around, paused for a while, and then stepped into the station.

Tong Xiaojing looked at the leaving figure of Meng Junzhuo, and there was a voice in her heart that kept shouting. She didn't dare to speak out the feelings in her heart, and she didn't dare to say a word, she was afraid that speaking out would scare Meng Jun Zhuo, after that, they can't even be friends.

Once, I met her three times a year, maybe, from that moment on, the relationship between them is different.

Their life trajectories collided together, met, met, met, and became familiar... But now, watching him leave with her own eyes, she knew that there was no result between them.

Meng Junzhuo belongs to a wider place, and in this small place, he is restricted from flying freely, so she hides the longing in her heart.

Meng Junzhuo, I wish you all the best!
Keep loving and go to the mountains and seas!
I also hope that you will create new works as soon as possible.

Tong Xiaojing returned to the workshop and continued to learn purple pottery. She wanted to improve her craftsmanship and strive to be better in every aspect.

On this day, on her way home, she met a man.

To be precise, this person blocked her way.

"Miss Xiaojing."

Tong Xiaojing looked at the man in front of her, and was stunned for a while before she remembered who he was.

If she remembered correctly, this person was Qian You, Qian Wenhai's son, who had been to their house before.

"What's the matter with you?"

Qian You looked at him and smiled.

"It's okay. I happened to pass by. I didn't expect to meet Miss Xiaojing. It's such a coincidence. I haven't eaten yet. If Miss Xiaojing is free, I'll treat you to a meal." Qian You was very polite, afraid that Tong Xiaojing would refuse, and said directly He has been out for business recently, and he just came back. I heard that her purple pottery work won the gold medal of the Provincial Gongmei Cup. This is a very rare thing. As a girl, it is not easy to make purple pottery, and now she has won the prize. It should be celebrated.