Girlfriend is Fierce and Cute, Please Respect Yourself

Walking in with a frown, a scent of earth blows over...

Warm and quiet

"Is this the place where pottery is made?"

The furnishings in the room were rather simple. There was a table and two benches in the open space in front of it, and a pot of unformed clay beside it.

In addition to a lot of tools that I don't understand what they do, there is also a big drawing machine next to it. I have seen this thing on TV several times, but it is indeed the first time to see it in real life today.

"Well, in fact, there are DIY workshops in the city, but they are too clean, so I don't feel much about them. I thought about it and it's better to come here. Although the environment is not so clean, it has the most charm."

"agree……"

Carrying Fang Yiyi on his back, he took two steps to the right. There were two rows of brackets on the wall, all of which were shaped clay, with everything from dishes to vases.

Although there are no colors, it is an unspeakable national emotion for Chinese people, after all, it is CHINA.

"Let me down, are you still addicted?"

"Oh~~ You are too light, I really forgot about you!"

After being reminded by Fang Yiyi, I realized that she was still on my back, and hurriedly put her down.

"Aren't you praising me on purpose?"

"How come? I am not you, you know, how honest I am!"

"That's good, you know..."

Watching Fang Yiyi put down the knife, he took off the apron hanging behind the door without any haste, and helped me put it on half-forcedly without asking for my opinion afterwards.

"Excuse me, are we here to knead pottery today?"

At the same time as I spoke, Fang Yiyi had already put on her apron, and her movements were decisive and crisp, which was called a heroic figure in my eyes.

"Isn't it obvious? Otherwise, why would you come?"

"How did you think about doing this?"

City S is so big, it is far away from my home, and the people outside should all be from this area, there are probably not many people like me and Fang Yiyi.

But I don’t blame Fang Yiyi for pulling me so far. It’s also clay, but the concept of Yisu’s is completely different from that of Yisu. The environment is more tasteful.

The only thing I can't understand now is that I don't know why Fang Yiyi wants to come here for no reason. Going shopping and watching movies is still a serious entertainment activity, but kneading Tao is really too serious.

"Want to know?"

"Of course!"

I watched Fang Yiyi bouncing up and down next to her seat, and then gave me a bright smile.

(??oωo?`)

"Do you believe me when I say I'm interested?"

"I believe you are a big-headed ghost, what can Nietao have to do with you?"

It may be the first time for Fang Yiyi to do it herself. If I believe that she is interested in this, then I will be sorry for her high score in the senior high school entrance examination.

In my perception, her hobbies should be "accompanying Xiaoxi" and "watching movies". To some extent, "helping me with lessons" also makes sense, but there is absolutely no place for "kneading pottery".

"Then I'll tell you after I finish pinching, do you want to sit down together? Dear!"

"I don't know. I haven't even played with mud. When I was young, I went to the beach to build castles."

Fang Yiyi skillfully took a large piece of clay from the basin, rubbed it on the chopping board again and again, I don't know what she wants to do, maybe she can knead the clay into noodles?

"Me neither, but isn't there a tutorial here? Just sit down and take a look!"

"Have it?"

Looking in the direction of Fang Yiyi's finger, there is indeed a heavy book on the table, which has been turned crumpled.

I walked over and browsed through it a few times. They were all teaching others how to knead pottery. There were various techniques, such as "hand kneading", "clay strips", "clay flakes" and "pulling embryos".

"How? Is it easy?"

"Come on, this is as much of a headache as functions..."

I know every word, but I don't know them together as a technical term.

From the point of view of the novice tutorial, it is really a bit unqualified. There should be a TV in this room to play it in a loop. I can't read it just by reading books.

"How can it be so difficult? You can just pretend that you are kneading plasticine. If you really can't do it, you can learn from me..."

"Come on! I don't even know what you're doing. Don't you use this machine to make ceramics on TV? Why don't you use it?"

In my memory, kneading pottery should be a big lump of clay on a drawing machine, and then turn it into the desired shape.

But Fang Yiyi is rubbing mud strips now, which is really not aesthetically pleasing, I can indeed do it, but I don't know what this thing can do after it is rubbed out!

"You are too overestimating me. I am a beginner, how can I use it well? Why not knead it by hand..."

"Then I'll try it, because I'm afraid it will be too ugly."

He went straight to Fang Yiyi and sat down, and now he also took a piece of clay.

The hand feel is a bit indescribable. If I insist, it is flour with water added, but it is much tougher than it, and can be deformed wantonly in the hand.

"What's so ugly about DIY? Why don't you just buy it if you want it to be beautiful?"

"That makes sense, what do you think of me?"

I think I am still talented in kneading pottery, but in just ten seconds, the first work in my life appeared on the stage.

"What are you?"

"A plate?"

"Is there a plate like yours? Isn't this a cake?"

"No! No! No! This cake of mine...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

My grandfather's house has such decorations. At first glance, it looks like a very simple round cake, but as long as it is painted with a pattern, it will be blue and white porcelain, which can be used as a town house in the entrance.

When I was just flipping through the book, I also saw that there is a substitute coloring business here, so DIY is just to determine its appearance.

It can be said that as long as the pinched thing is fine, it will not crack when it is burned, and if it is paired with a beautiful painting, even if you rub a ball out, it can become a work of art.

"Then you draw, I also want to see what your "cake" will look like in the end. "

"Forget it..."

The words Fang Yiyi said now had an extremely strong sense of sarcasm. Although there was no malice, it still sounded embarrassing as the person involved.

Now I don’t try to be brave, I honestly took a few molds from the side, now I really feel like pinching plasticine, press it in a little bit and then open the mold, a beautiful cup appears in front of my eyes.

"What are you doing now? Can you tell me?"

"Cups, the simplest kind, first twist a long piece of mud, then wrap it around and press it tightly."

"Oh~~ Is that so? But why do I feel that you are so proficient? Are you sure you are a beginner?"

Although Fang Yiyi said that she was a beginner, she didn't read the "Tutorial for Beginners" when she came in. Instead, she just sat on the seat and started rubbing the mud strips. The purpose was very clear.

In this case, my opponent Yiyi’s statement is questionable. A real beginner should be like me. After coming in, he will have a strong sense of novelty and have to play around for a while.

"Sure! It's just that I learned a little from watching the video, so you seem to be more proficient."

"Have you ever studied? What do you want to do? This is an appointment and a preview..."

Fang Yiyi's words really scared me. When did she start planning this matter?

I have been with her these days. If it was recently, Fang Yiyi's tone would be too strict, and I didn't notice it.

"It's a secret. I'll tell you when I'm done. If you're really idle and bored, come and stay with me. It's considered a favor to me."

"Okay, what can I do for you then?"

Anyway, I'm not interested in knitting pottery, so it's good to help Fang Yiyi as a helper. "I can't do my best" is in line with the boy's positioning.

"Go over there and wash your hands first..."

"Why? Isn't this superfluous?"

"If you are told to go, go quickly, be careful, I will bite you!"

"It's really a dog..."

"Angrily" said something, the other party Yiyi had no ability to resist the request,

Now I can only go over to wash my hands honestly, and then sit upright beside Fang Yiyi, the attributes of a good baby are directly off the charts.

"After washing, what then?"

"Give me a massage!"

As soon as Fang Yiyi finished speaking, a white and delicate leg appeared on my thigh.

"Hey! It's gone! It's gone!"

But I don't have time to worry about other things now, Fang Yiyi gave me both legs in the car and in the restaurant.

But now she wants to knead pottery, and she can't sit sideways, which makes her current posture very indecent. The bottom of her skirt is almost stretched to [-] degrees, and the empty space can just fit a head.

"Why are you leaving? There are no outsiders here. I'm still wearing safety pants. Why are you screaming when I didn't call?"

"So this is my job?"

Fang Yiyi is not afraid of being ashamed in front of me, but has she ever thought that this posture will make me uncomfortable?

Alone men and widows living in the same room can easily lead to ambiguous emotions. Before watching movies, it was because we both focused on the movies, but in this situation, I don't think it's hard not to look under Fang Yiyi's skirt.

I knew I couldn't see anything inside, but I had this urge in my heart.

"Well, the ankle hurts badly, and it only feels better when you massage it."

"Then does this mean that I am taking advantage of you? I can distinguish your feet now with my eyes closed."

When I just hold Fang Yiyi's ankle, my mood is not too turbulent, but once I hold the sole of the foot and shake the ankle slightly, the mood is completely different, and I can't help but regard Fang Yiyi as my own restraint.

There is no way to explain this situation with science. Only by doing it yourself can you know how cool it is.

"If you think it's okay, just treat it as if you owe me a favor~~"

"That still doesn't count."