The rich man and the poor man

Recently, there have always been a few moments when Pei Zhen would feel that... he really likes the domestic wolf dog.

I have never seen such a high-contrast cute species.

He obviously looks quite grim, with a sad tear mole on his body, quite a bit of a literary youth, but the careless dramatist inside is off-line again——

Not only did he introduce "This is my boyfriend" to the public, but he also seriously framed the handsome young master of Cranberry for fear of his talent, and then dissed his century-old world-renowned company by the way?

"Believe it or not, I believe it anyway" face throughout the whole process.

It made Liszt, who had always been aloof, tremble with anger, and it was really... wonderful.

If it weren't for being surrounded by a group of people, Pei Zhen would have almost wanted to reward Han Fu with a solid bear hug on the spot, and then he would just throw himself down after returning home.

It should be sweet...

Of course, thoughts of doom like this usually subside within a few minutes.

……

The current Pei Zhen doesn't believe in his "emotions" at all.

After all, since breaking up with Yi Changqing, she has been on the verge of schizophrenia every day.

It's been almost four years since we broke up.

When the weather is good, it is never calm and safe.Drink a cup of coffee and stretch on the balcony, and look at the delicately trimmed flowers and plants in the yard. The typical "happy breakup, wish me happy, I can find a better one".

Anyway, straight guys... just tasteless and difficult.Since he stopped pursuing Yi Changqing enthusiastically, he no longer has to be careful to please others.Free and carefree, to sum it up in one sentence, I am better off without you!

However, every time I woke up in the middle of the night, the sheets were sweaty and I couldn't sleep.

……

Not to mention being together for such a long time, he devoted himself to benevolence and righteousness, and it was fine if he didn't sleep.

Pei Zhen wanted to ask Yi Changqing, who did the extraction of "bamboo millet essential oil" with him back then?

The bottle that had the accident still had a small label handwritten by Yi Changqing, a little white cloud imprinted with a blue pen, and "ToPei, Changqing" in beautiful handwriting.

In the end, something happened, but the man stood in the position of a gold medal perfumer, noble and glamorous, prudent and self-conscious, without any responsibility, and he didn't say a word of justice for him.

...Loving the wrong person in the best years, wasting time and trust, I feel stupid when I think about it.

What's even more stupid is that because of the sequelae of that incident, in the end, the whole person turned into the kind of boring nouveau riche who spent money on false comfort that he once looked down upon.

Now, it is quite intoxicating and enjoyable to rub the little wolf dog bought with money every day.

Simply...

……

"Zhenzhen, are you alright?"

After recovering from a trance, there was a burst of strong pine fragrance.

Absent-minded, he was dragged away all the way, and now he was standing under the eaves, surrounded by an antique European-style door.

Above the head, the high-arched church-like vaulted hall with hanging bells has complicated patterns.Close at hand is the black pupil that Han Fu is extremely worried about.

"Why does your face look so bad, are you tired?"

"..." There were so many onlookers around, but Han Fu acted as if no one was there, frowning with distressed expression, and he was the only one reflected in the black pupils.

It was only then that Pei Zhen realized that almost his whole body was wrapped in his arms, warm and soft.

"Is it uncomfortable? Do you want to go home early to rest? Hey, Li, I won't compare with you. I want to go home."

Liszt almost exploded, and kicked the door with a "boom", completely ignoring someone behind him slapping his mobile phone all the time: "Compare if you say you want to compare, and don't compare if you say you don't? Are you scared? If you want to leave, there is no way!"

Compare?than what...

Pei Zhen was puzzled.

Throughout the room, there are huge bookshelves on all sides, very similar to the library in "Beauty and the Beast".

It's just that, instead of books, there are glass bottles all over it. This is the "Spice Library" of Grasse College. It is said that the library has tens of thousands of different raw material essential oils for students to choose from.

"..." His suspicious eyes turned and fell on the bun-faced youth in the crowd.

As a passerby who was cueed twice a day, Baozilian was really stressed.Swallowing his saliva, he whispered: "Didn't you listen to me just now? It's an appointment!"

"Just now at the entrance of the college, the one on your side said that Cranberry is sticky and doesn't know how to innovate, and the one on Cranberry said that brands like Pei in the past are all fakes and street fragrances... two people, you can talk to each other. No one will give in to anyone, and in the end..."

Pei Zhen: "..."

The "fight appointment" between perfumers is of course not about fighting but about "professional competition".

The problem is - turned around sharply and glared at Han Fu.

What do you want to compete with Ren, Jia, Li, Si, and Te?

A newbie with no basic knowledge. A few days ago, he played distillation according to the book and steamed a beaker of chaotic egg custard. It's okay to take advantage of it with a quick mouth. Compared with the young master of a century-old perfume family and an international award What?

The bun-faced youth: "Oh, they seem to be...better than 'knowledge'."

"Cough..." Pei Zhen frowned, almost choking himself to death with a mouthful of saliva.

Guessing is the most basic item in the professional competition of perfumers.

It is also called "guessing incense" in the folks - each side of the competition chooses the same number of bottles of essential oils, removes the labels, puts them in a "black box" and hands them to the opponent.Within the specified time, the side that correctly identifies more fragrances from the black box given by the other side wins.

Han Fu really didn't have basic knowledge, and he didn't know how to mix fragrance.

But if you just compete in "smell recognition", you can easily crush most opponents with the 14300 scent recognition rate against the sky.

"Enough, you come back with me!"

"Zhenzhen?" Han Fu staggered.

What's going on, why are you suddenly angry?

……

Pei Zhen didn't speak, just walked forward with his head sullen and cold eyes.

He was introspecting, is it... Recently, he praised the little wolf dog's talent too much, or it was to persuade him to learn from Hong, and the blueprint he drew for him was too beautiful and ambitious, which made him so arrogant!

You know, in this industry—in any industry, really.

Being proud and self-satisfied, relying on one's own talents, and being unscrupulous when one feels one's talent is extraordinary, are all big taboos.

So what if you win the competition by luck?

Liszt was selected as one of the "Top Ten" at the age of 15, and he was only one place away from entering the "Hall of Collections". Why has it not been seen that he has really reached the top after four years?

Isn't it just because after that time, I felt overwhelmed by myself, I felt that I was awesome and powerful, and I would win a prize if I did it easily and casually, so why would I be willing to work hard to develop fragrance?Now Fb and Ins are posting food, parties, travel, surfing and skiing, and English poems on Fb and Ins... Poetry is pretty good!

After years of ups and downs and hard work in Xianghai, Pei Zhen was almost on the verge of becoming famous, but in the end he fell badly.

After going through ups and downs, I know better than anyone how difficult it is to do a good job in a career I love.And when the success is on the verge of failure and everything is reduced to nothing, how cruel is it?

Therefore, he would rather Han Fu suffer some setbacks and suffer a little when he first started, and settle down and learn steadily.

I also don't want to see him take opportunistic tricks and take the wrong path of winning with one move from the beginning, and end up wasting his rare and precious talent.

……

Han Fu: "Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen, don't be angry, you have a bad heart, don't walk so fast. Ahhh—it hurts! It hurts!"

Pei Zhen stopped abruptly.

Behind him, Han Fu covered his hands pitifully: "I hit the bookshelf, it hurts."

Pei Zhen frowned, a little distressed, and grabbed his arm.

"……you!"

The complexion is intact, not even a scratch mark.Han Fu smiled embarrassedly.

Pei Zhen: Pretend again, act for me again!

"Pei! You can't just leave today." Liszt chased after him.

The bun-faced youth also followed, with a worried look on his face: "That...Master Little Cranberry, and two other classmates, please slow down! These shelves...are all out-of-print antique Tibetan incense!"

……

In the "library" in Grasse, most essential oils and spices can be "borrowed".

Dedicated staff will quickly add new bottles after they are taken away.

However, there are also a few shelves where "precious materials" are stored, which are only displayed and never loaned out, and are not even allowed to be touched casually.

Now in front of Pei Zhen is such a display cabinet.

Sunlight, contaminated with some flying dust.

At the booth in the center of the cabinet, the stars held a glass bottle that looked like a crystal doll—Pei Zhen recognized that thing, it was the out-of-print epic perfume "Queen of White Porcelain" produced by Count Aldoga in 1783 .

"..."

"White Porcelain Queen", the upper body of the bottle is a beautiful bust of a queen made of white porcelain, and the lower body is a rainbow skirt made of colored crystal glass from Murano, the "Island of Glass" in Venice.

Exquisite craftsmanship and unparalleled purity made this Venetian glassware an indispensable decoration on the desks of the European dignitaries of that era.

The perfume wrapped in an exquisite bottle is a masterpiece full of legends.

It is said that this perfume was once loved by Marie Antonide, the wife of Louis XVI, the last queen of France. In the Louvre, it was a luxury that only the top nobles could afford, and every drop was priceless. .

After the French Revolution, the world experienced changes, numerous disputes and the baptism of war.Today, it is said that there are no more than ten "white porcelain queens" handed down from all over the world.

Many perfumers have a hobby of collecting antique perfumes.

Pei Zhen didn't have Ya'ai in this regard, but this bottle of perfume reminded him of someone.

That person had a soft spot for the "Queen of White Porcelain".Smiling and with a gleam in his eyes, Zeng said that his ultimate dream in life was to reproduce Count Aldoga's out-of-print perfume.

But then...

Look back.The stained glass of the skylight in the library casts vermilion light, half of Liszt's body is dyed.

But later, because of you, that person...

……

Han Fu couldn't understand Pei Zhen's expression at that moment.

I just feel that the gap between the eyebrows is very distressing.Cautiously stretching out his hand, Pei Zhen's palm was extremely hot.

Instead of throwing him away as usual when quarreling, she slowly and tightly clenched him with her backhand.

The author has something to say: Pei Zhen: Not happy, I will close the door later and let the little wolf dog bite you =w=