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Chapter 87 Meng Junzhuo... What are you doing!
Tong Xiaojing almost ran towards Qian Wenhai's workshop.

Now she only wants to find Qian Wenhai and get back the second uncle's purple pottery. It is the second uncle's work. She can't let the second uncle's hard work become someone else's wedding dress again.

"Xiao Jing!"

The wrist was grabbed, Tong Xiaojing still tried to run forward, the force behind her increased, she staggered, lost her center of gravity and fell forward, but a sudden force from her waist picked her up, the next second , she turned around and threw herself into the opponent's arms.

Feeling the familiar breath, that powerful feeling instantly cleared her mind.

"Meng Junzhuo... what are you going to do!" Tong Xiaojing said, her voice trembling. When she thought of what her second uncle did for Tianming Workshop, she felt sad from the bottom of her heart. Even if it happened because of her, she should be held responsible , she is also responsible, and has nothing to do with the second uncle.

How could the second uncle do such a thing for Zitao all his life.

"Calm down, now that you are like this, what your second uncle paid is meaningless."

Hearing Meng Junzhuo's words, Tong Xiaojing froze for a moment, and just looked at Meng Junzhuo.

"Meng Junzhuo, do you also know about the matter between Second Uncle and Qian Wenhai?"

Meng Junzhuo looked at her and nodded: "Yes."

Tong Xiaojing: "..."

"Second Uncle just didn't want you to know, so he kept it secret. It's over like this. What you have to do now is to make purple pottery and make your craftsmanship better. Qian Wenhai is all about making money, and he doesn't think about making progress. , his little craftsmanship will always come to an end, this time with the blessing of second uncle's purple pottery, he will participate in the National Ceramics Biennale, what about next time?"

Tong Xiaojing fell silent when she heard this.

Qian Wenhai just focused on his second uncle, wanting to get his works and consolidate his reputation. In fact, as Meng Junzhuo said, like Qian Wenhai, he doesn't think about how to improve his craft, but only thinks about how to improve his skills. Opportunity, gaining attention, this way will come to an end one day.

She regained her senses, looked at Meng Junzhuo with a serious face in front of her, and thought of how she lost her mind just now. If Meng Junzhuo hadn't stopped her, she would definitely find Qian Wenhai to argue with her now. In the end, the person who lost face Instead it was them.

As Meng Junzhuo said, what she has to do now is to work hard to be a good Zitao, show her true strength, and use her strength to crush Qian Wenhai, instead of going to others to argue and argue at this time.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her head, her voice was very soft.

"You are not sorry to anyone, you are you, just be yourself." Meng Junzhuo smiled softly after speaking: "Let's go, go back."

"Ah."

Tong Xiaojing followed Meng Junzhuo back to the workshop.

Jiang Xiaopang stood at the door, keeping his head on the sidelines. The moment he saw them coming back, Jiang Xiaopang ran forward: "My little ancestor, you just surprised me by coming back. Why are you making such a fuss?" Come on, I don't know what to do."

Tong Xiaojing looked at Jiang Xiaopang's nervous look, and she called out in a low voice: "Brother Xing, I'm sorry for making you worry."

Jiang Xiaopang was shocked when she heard Tong Xiaojing call him Brother Xing. She usually called him Xiaopang, or Brother Fat, but this was the first time she called him Brother Xing. In the past, he always asked her to call him Brother Xing. Brother Xing, this girl has never called out seriously.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaopang was still a little uncomfortable.

"Why are you apologizing to me? I want to apologize to you." Jiang Xiaopang touched the back of his head and smiled dryly: "Second Uncle is busy in the workshop behind, go and have a look!"

"Ah."

When Tong Xiaojing came to the backyard, Tong Tianming was kneading the mud. When he saw Tong Xiaojing coming back, he didn't say anything, but simply said: "The mud is ready, and we can prepare to cast."

"Ah."

Tong Xiaojing responded, stepped forward with a smile, quickly changed into work clothes, and continued making pottery with Tong Tianming.

Meng Junzhuo watched this scene with a slight smile on his lips.

Jiang Xiaopang stood aside, put his hand on Meng Junzhuo's shoulder, and smiled deeper: "It has to be you!"

Qian Wenhai's goal is the National Ceramic Biennale in three months, and Tong Xiaojing plans to produce an original work to participate in the National Ceramic Biennale.

The theme of this year's National Ceramics Biennale is the display of traditional culture.

Tong Xiaojing pondered for a long time, and spent several days just thinking about it. Afterwards, she decided to integrate all the cultural characteristics of Jianshui into her works.

During this period, Meng Junzhuo spent more time going to and from Tianming Workshop. Sometimes he would come over in the morning, chat with Tong Tianming, watch Tong Xiaojing make purple pottery, and even take his laptop with him when he was creating works. Bring it to the workshop.

Under the eaves, Tong Xiaojing was busy in the workshop, and in the hut, Meng Junzhuo was quietly writing about them.

Seeing them like this, Jiang Xiaopang joked, are these two dating?It's so intimate, and they each do their own things, it's confusing!

Regarding this, Meng Junzhuo and Tong Xiaojing didn't say much, and they didn't even try to defend themselves.

When Tong Xiaojing began to focus on improving her purple pottery skills, Sun Mengmeng called her, and Sun Mengmeng told her very firmly on the phone.

She decided, she decided to quit her job and go home.

Although the costume design is good, her passion is not there. She has always wanted to try her own comics, and she plans to give it a go and try hard once.

If it doesn't work, if it doesn't work, go back!

Sun Mengmeng told her with a smile on the phone that she also used a very tough attitude to argue with her family, saying that she would be given one year, and if there was no improvement, she would go back to Shanghai again. Find a job that your parents think is decent.

One year is not long or short, but for those who want to work hard, it is a path of pursuit.

"Mengmeng, come on!"

"Xiao Jing, you have to work hard too! When you become a master, I will follow suit!"

Two good sisters, bless each other on the phone, look forward to, encourage each other...

……

Three months later.

Tong Xiaojing designed a work she was satisfied with, which was a purple pottery teapot with a unique style.

She applied for the National Ceramics Biennale under her own name.

All that's left is to wait.

On the day Tong Xiaojing chose to send her work to the National Ceramic Biennale, Meng Junzhuo found her and introduced someone to her.

"This is Muzi, the column editor of the TV station."

Tong Xiaojing looked at the girl standing behind Meng Junzhuo and was taken aback for a moment.

"Hi, I'm Muzi. I've heard Meng Junzhuo tell you about you a long time ago. It's my first time meeting you today. It's a great honor." The girl smiled and reached out to her.

Tong Xiaojing looked at the other party's outstretched hand, and was stunned for a moment, her attention was all on the other party standing so close to Meng Junzhuo.

(End of this chapter)