"The embroiderer?" The middle-aged man noticed Hua Jin's eyes, tilted his head and glanced out the window. He didn't see anything strange, and smiled politely, "The lighting here is good."

"The shop sits south to the north, and the wind is smooth and the water is smooth." Hua Jin said with a smile, and greeted the two to sit down. Tan Yuan made the tea and brought it over. The middle-aged man took a sip from the teacup. His assistant held the teacup to thank him, but did not move the tea in the cup.

"The two of you saw Ms. Zhao Ni's cheongsam and are planning to order embroidery?" Hua Jin held up the teacup and smiled apologetically, "If you are in a hurry, please forgive me for not being able to take orders in a short period of time. One is that embroidery is time-consuming. , The second is that work arrangements have been made in the near future."

"I'm here this time to find an embroiderer to discuss cooperation." After the middle-aged man said this, the assistant behind him handed the business card to Hua Jin, who took a look at it. This is a domestic fashion clothing brand. Designer, named Mark.

"Your brand's clothes are very beautiful. My friends and I like it very much, but it still has a disadvantage." Hua Jin put away the business card.

The smile on the middle-aged man's face did not change, but his assistant was a little impatient, and the polite smile on his face could hardly be maintained.

"Your company's new models are so popular that I often can't buy them with my wallet." Hua Jin smiled helplessly, "For me, it's the biggest flaw."

"Embroiderers are really joking." In order to maintain the status of their high-end products, many fashion brands take the route of high price and low production volume for some products. Expensive high-end designs are sold out when they are listed, which is not only a compliment to the brand, but also an affirmation to the designer.

Due to work reasons, Mark has come into contact with some heirs of traditional handicrafts. These people are skilled in craftsmanship, but most of them are taciturn, not like the young lady in front of him who is good at the art of speaking.

Hua Jin didn't know whether the name Mark was the transliteration of the other party's English name or the surname Ma Mingke, so she decided to choose a more secure name: "Mr. Mark, you are too modest."

In a few words, Hua Jin and Mark had a friendly and relative business mutual exchange, and it was not until half a cup of tea was eaten that the topic finally turned to business.

"Mr. Mark means that you want to cooperate with me?" Hua Jin was a little surprised to hear Mark's intention, "Please forgive me, in the embroidery world, I can only be regarded as a fledgling junior, with your status, even if It is not impossible to invite a master to cooperate with you."

"You're right, the masters are indeed much better at needlework than you." Mark nodded slowly.

Hua Jin lowered her head and drank tea silently, muttering in her heart, this is too direct, can't you save face for her?

"However, in your work, embroiderer, I see the agility and flavor that is unique to youth."

Hua Jin: What is the agility and taste of youth, why doesn't she know?

"Better than your embroidery skills, you are not young and smart, younger than you, your embroidery skills are not as good as you, so for me, you are the best choice." Mark said bluntly, "The international status of domestic fashion brands It's not high, and I don't have the ability to use my own strength to raise the international status of the domestic fashion circle. But we hope that we can show the beauty that belongs to us at the fashion conference next year. Even if we can't do it, at least we can't Shame, right?"

Hua Jin didn't know how to answer this. She didn't know anything about the fashion industry, and she didn't know whether Mark was being humble or telling the truth.

"I want to break the international stereotype of my country's traditional culture. It's not that the red and green, or embroidering dragons and phoenixes and Chinese characters on clothing, represents the beauty of beauty. The real beauty of beauty lies in its connotation, in its agility, Instead of rude elements." Mark laughed to himself, "Of course, this may be my ambition."

"Keep the humanistic rituals, follow the nature of the world, be tolerant and firm..." Hua Jin thought about it seriously, "Is this what Mr. Mark wants?"

"Yes, that's it." Mark was a little excited, put down the teacup, and looked at the brocade, "For this fashion conference, our team invited a total of five embroiderers, but I think six is ​​the lucky number. , Liuliu Dashun. So I asked the embroiderer to help me with this."

"Mr. Mark, you haven't looked at my embroidery carefully. Isn't it too risky to invite me like this?" Hua Jin saw the madness and pursuit of the creator in Mark. She lowered her eyelids and looked at her wrist. smiled.

"No, I've seen it from the moment I entered the door." Mark pointed to the row of embroidery pieces on the right, "The embroidery fan in the middle row in the second row shouldn't be your work, the embroiderer, right?"

Hua Jin was a little surprised, the lady's fan was indeed not embroidered by her, but Aunt Gao's embroidery in recent years: "Mr. Mark, you have good eyesight."

"Every piece of craftsmanship has its own unique soul. The fan does not have the youthful feeling of the embroiderer, but it is more stable and tolerant. The person who embroidered this fan, Must be a great master."

Hearing this, Hua Jin's smile was bright: "This is the embroidery of the master. In recent years, she has not moved needles as much as before, but her embroidery skills are beyond me."

Mark's assistant originally looked down on this small shop. Not only was the shop shabby, but even the tea that served the guests was not that good. But listening to her conversation with Mr. Mark, the assistant felt that he might have made the mistake of not being able to empathize. Especially after seeing that Hua Jin's smile became brighter because of Mr. Mark's praise of her master, he had a little affection for this young embroiderer.

"Listen to what you said, Mr. Mark, you are not like a designer, but more like an artist." Hua Jin smiled again, "As an embroiderer, I certainly hope that more people will see the beauty of embroidery. ."

This is to agree to cooperate with him, and Mark's heart is overjoyed: "In the next time, the embroiderer will be troubled, and the fashion will be held in half a year. After three days, please visit my studio, Having seen my design works, maybe it can help you find inspiration as an embroiderer?"

"Okay." Hua Jin stood up, shook hands with the other party, and handed over his business card to the other party, "Mr. Mark just call me by my name."

"Hua Jin." Mark took the business card with his own hands, read Hua Jin's name carefully, and said with emotion, "Xiao Jian Hong Wet, Hua Zhong Jin Official City, it's really a good name."

"But an ordinary name, described by Mr. Mark with the verse of the poet, it becomes a lot more beautiful in the blink of an eye." Hua Jin smiled.

"Miss Huajin is too polite. Brocade is a kind of silk fabric, and you happen to be an embroiderer. Isn't that fate?" Mark smiled gently, "Three days later, I will pick up Miss Hua at your store."

"Okay." Hua Jin nodded.

After sending Mark and his assistant away, Tan Yuan approached and grabbed Hua Jin's hand excitedly: "Hua Hua, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you to cooperate with such a big designer. Contact customization, wholeheartedly do it well.”

"If you don't accept customization, you won't make money?" Hua Jin laughed.

"What's the matter of making money, your bright future is the most important thing. After you reach the peak of your life, I can still brag to others, do you know who the youngest and most beautiful Shu embroiderer is? That's my good sister. The kind that can sleep on the same bed." Tan Yuan saw that Hua Jin was going to collect the cups on the table, and hurriedly reached out to stop it, "You don't move, from today onwards, you have to protect your hands well, it is easy to Don't touch anything that is broken, and don't touch anything that is too hot with sharp blades, my hope for hugging my thighs is on you."

Hua Jin: "..."

Before she took the first step of the long march, the good sisters had already seen her successful future.

"But that Mr. Mark is really literate and explains your name so beautifully."

Hua Jin smiled and said nothing.

In fact, her name is so particular. She has heard from her family that after she was born, the elders in the family gave her a name called Jinzi in order to be lucky. Later, when registering at the village office, the little girl who helped fill out the form was a fresh graduate. Seeing that her gender was female, and the accent of Shu dialect was inaccurate, she thought that Jin was brocade and put the household registration The application form was submitted.

Many seemingly beautiful things are not as beautiful as imagined.

However, Hua Jin didn't explain this to Tan Yuan. Even his name was used by his family as something to attract money and his younger brother, which was not something to be proud of.

Because she was invited by Mark, Hua Jin went to Tan Yuan's house in the evening and told Aunt Gao about it.

After listening to this, Gao Shulan was very happy, she nodded repeatedly: "Good opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, and this opportunity is very rare. It will not only help you a lot in the future, but also a good promotion for traditional art. Tan Yuan is right. Next, you will take less business orders. Although these orders can make you more money, they will consume your energy and spiritual energy. How much time do you have to think about other things? "

"When you have time, I will visit some of the works of other masters." Gao Shulan thought for a while, "I will contact those old friends who don't use needles very much, and take you to visit them. Some of their creative ideas and mentality may be correct. You can help."

"Well." Hua Jin's nose was a little sour, "Thank you Aunt Gao."

"What's there to thank, you are the apprentice I taught you, and I have a light on your face." Gao Shulan thought for a while, "When you sign the cooperation agreement with the designer, I will take you to see Liu Fen. , sour her."

Hearing this, Hua Jin laughed helplessly. Has the grudge between Master and Master Liu Xiu dissipated?

Before leaving, Gao Shulan stuffed a heat preservation bucket into Hua Jin's arms: "Take these turtle soup back and drink it. From now on, you and Yuanyuan will come over to eat every few days. Only when you eat well and drink well can you do great things."

Holding a bucket of love turtle soup, Hua Jin walked out of the community and called a car using a taxi app.

After calming down, Hua Jin gradually came out of the excitement of working with the master, and replaced it with pressure and responsibility. She looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The moonlight in this city was not beautiful enough. When she was a child, she was lying on the mat made by her grandmother. Put on a hazy dress.

It was only after she went to elementary school that she learned that the moon does not shine, and that all its beautiful light comes from the sun. From that day on, she had a vague idea that she didn't want to be the moon, and even if she couldn't be a dazzling sun, she still wanted to be a star that shines on her own.

"Brother Pei, this night, you came here to fish, what are you trying to do?" Yang Shao sprayed mosquito repellent on his body desperately, "It's been more than an hour, and I haven't even seen the tail of the fish, why don't we go first? Go back, a buddy opened a shop, let's go and see."

"Don't go." Pei Yan stared at the motionless float on the water, "You keep nagging like this, the fish are scared away by you, how can any fish be hooked?"

"No, even if you want to go fishing, we can go to the fishing ground. People squatting in this wilderness are a bit infiltrating." Seeing that Pei Yan still didn't respond, Yang Shao took out his phone and played for a while, then suddenly clutched his stomach and said: "A little hungry."

"You only ate two hours ago." Pei Yan's long legs were on the grass, and he leaned on the back of the chair, as if he was basking in the moonlight on the beach.

"It's not my fault either." Yang Shao pointed to the screen of his phone, "It's only the flower embroiderer who posted pictures of delicious food in the circle of friends, and I don't know how this turtle soup is boiled. It looks extraordinarily delicious."

Hearing the words "Hua Embroiderer", Pei Yan sat up straight and frowned, "What does this woman deserve your special attention to?"

"She's beautiful." Yang Shao said, "Do you think that this flower embroiderer is not only beautiful, but also has a special taste."

"What's the smell?" Pei Yan lowered his eyelids, and the moonlight cast a shadow under his eyelashes: "Perfume smell?"

"No no no, Brother Pei, you don't understand women." Yang Shao shook his head, "Different beauties have different tastes, some are vulgar and vulgar, and some are very special. The embroiderer belongs to the latter category, the one on her body. This kind of temperament is an unspeakable attraction for many men."

"It's like... a flower that has finally bloomed after thousands of years. It can be called a perfect beauty, and there is still an energy behind it. This energy is very attractive." Yang Shao rubbed his nose, "To tell the truth. , most men, it is difficult to have a disgust with this kind of woman."

"Heh." Pei Yan sneered, "In fact, most people naturally like the good-looking opposite sex, but in order to show that they are not judging people by their appearance, they put various character labels on the opposite sex they admire, as if they can show themselves. Extraordinary taste."

Yang Shao: "..."

"Brother Pei, what you said does make sense, but the embroiderer does..."

"We're sitting here to go fishing, not to chat with you about women." Pei Yan didn't smile, "Although I don't have any feelings for this woman, as a man, it doesn't seem like I'm making comments on a woman here. So fitting. How good-looking she is, how attractive she is, has nothing to do with you."

"That's true." Yang Shao smiled awkwardly, and it was indeed a bit unkind to investigate this matter carefully.

"But I think you are quite familiar with the embroiderer. I didn't expect you to not like her." Yang Shao said with some emotion, "Brother Pei, a man like you may really want to be single for the rest of your life."

"Although I don't like it, I don't hate it either." The explanation blurted out, and Pei Yan was stunned for a moment, then bent over to sort out the hook, "Auntie's birthday, do you have any gifts ready?"

"I've thought about it for a long time. I went to the embroiderer last week and ordered an embroidery screen from her shop. My grandma will definitely like it." Yang Shao was in a good mood, "My grandmother likes what the embroiderer does. The handkerchief, like a child, is kept in his pocket every day, but he is reluctant to use it."

"Flower embroiderers are really amazing, and they can have such craftsmanship at a young age."

"My grandma also said a few days ago that I should marry the embroiderer. The old lady is childish, and no one can do anything about her."

"On your topic tonight, there's nothing to say except Hua Jin?" Pei Yan turned his head impatiently and stared at Yang Shao.

"I'm just a coincidence." Yang Shao said with a smile, "It turns out that the flower embroiderer is called Hua Jin. It's a really nice name."

Pei Yan glared at him again.

"I won't say it, I won't say it." Yang Shao bowed his head and secretly gave a like on Hua Jin's Moments. When he was bored, he opened Hua Jin's circle of friends and scrolled down.

When he saw the group photo of Hua Jin and Pei Yan, he thought he was dazzled. He looked at his phone, and then at Pei Yan, and said he didn't like it, but the group photo of the two of them was there, and he still ordered it. gave a like.

He and Huajin's WeChat are only friends with Pei Yan, so Pei Yan on the likes list is particularly conspicuous and has a strong sense of existence.

"Brother Pei, you said on your phone last time that someone gave you a scarf. Who is that person?" Yang Shao stuffed the phone back into his pocket and stared at Pei Yan with a subtle expression.

"I don't remember." Pei Yan stared blankly at the dark water, "I'm not like you, there are no women chasing me."

"Brother Pei, a personal attack is not right for a brother." Yang Shao said angrily, "Although I'm not handsome enough, my heart is very gentle."

"You yourself like beautiful women, and you want to ask them to see your heart through your ordinary appearance?" Pei Yan spoke slowly, but his words were particularly irritating, "You should be more sober."

Yang Shao: "..."

After more than ten minutes, Yang Shao couldn't help but speak again: "I thought it was the embroiderer who gave you the scarf."

Pei Yan said sternly, "You can't fish anymore, be quiet!"