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Chapter 22(1/3)

Luo Jingyu received a WeChat message from Zhan Xi, and it was so long that she was shocked, thinking that she had encountered something.

After he looked carefully, he finally understood the causes and consequences of the matter.

[Egg Pudding]: Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, without your permission, I told Assistant Dong about your situation. I considered that if I didn't say it, the business might not be completed, but if I didn't say your name, would you be angry?

Of course, Luo Jingyu would not be angry with Zhan Xi. However, Fang Xu never mentioned this to him, which made him mind very much. He was indeed unable to speak with the customer. Fang Xu refused to Fang and was not criticized, but he had to tell him! If the other party had not contacted Zhan Xi, wouldn't he be kept in the dark?

Luo Jingyu replied to Zhan Xi.

【What a big fish】: No, it doesn’t matter, I understand.

【Egg Pudding】: Then are you going to meet them?

Luo Jingyu thought carefully for a while.

【What a big fish】: Huanhuan, do you think I'll go?

[Egg Pudding]: Of course I have to go if I want to say something! I feel that they are very sincere. Have your boss told you? Do you know what works Mr. Chi Jiang wants you to do?

[What a big fish]: Fang Xu told me a customer, and I don’t know if that is. If so, the business will be very big.

[Egg Pudding]: Do you want to ask him?

【What a big fish】: No.

[Egg Pudding]: Then how do I reply to Assistant Dong?

【What a big fish】: Help me, make an appointment with me, I can do all the time and place.

[Egg Pudding]: You can do it at any time and the location is the same, all of them determine it. Is this what it means?

【What a big fish】: Yes.

[Egg Pudding]: OK, I'll go to make an appointment, do you need a sign language translation? Assistant Dong said he could hire one.

【What a big fish】: No, I can find one.

【Egg Pudding】: Do you bring your own sign language translation?

【What a big fish】: Yes.

[Egg Pudding]: I understand, then I will contact Assistant Dong and wait for my news.

【What a big fish】: OK, Huanhuan, thank you.

Zhan Xi helped Luo Jingyu to make an appointment with Dong. According to Mr. Chi Jiang’s work arrangement, it was finally scheduled to be 2 pm on Wednesday, which was a Chinese-style teahouse in the city center.

Thinking of Luo Jingyu's decisive "No", Zhan Xi specifically told Dong Cheng not to talk to Fang Xu about this matter. Dong Cheng agreed to express his understanding.

Zhan Xi actually doesn’t understand the relationship between Luo Jingyu and Fang Xu very much.

Fang Xu told her that Xiaoyu was a young man with a low education in his studio. At that time, Zhan Xi and Xiaoyu were not familiar with each other. This sentence brainwashed her with preconceived thought that Xiaoyu was a worker.

Now that they have known each other for nearly a month, Zhan Xi feels that according to Xiaoyu's professional level, they don't look like a superior or subordinate relationship with Fang Xu. But she can't guess what their relationship is. Xiaoyu has never mentioned it to her, and she has no chance to ask.

Before hanging up the phone with Dong Cheng, Zhan Xi suddenly remembered that he had not told the other party something, a very important thing.

She said: "Mr. Dong, I forgot to tell you that the teacher who made hot flowers was named Luo, and Luo camel was a young artist and male."

Dong Cheng smiled and said, "Teacher Luo, I remember it. Thank you Miss Zhan, for really helping me a lot."

——

After get off work, Zhan Xi was in a good mood and walked towards Qingquejiayuan, thinking about what to eat tonight.

Order takeout? Cook frozen dumplings? Buy a box lunch in the convenience store?

Thinking of his promise to Xiaoyu, Zhan Xi rejected all these ideas and decided to cook by himself. If he was lazy once, he would be lazy and would not practice much. How could he improve his cooking skills if he didn't practice much?

So, she went to the small vegetable market to buy orders, planned to make a Coke chicken wing, stir-fry vegetables, and cook a bowl of tomato and egg flower soup, which is meat, vegetables and soup. What a perfect dinner!

As a result, when she made cola chicken wings according to the APP recipe, she was stumped by the first process - pickling.

Zhan Xi almost didn't think much about it, so he sent a WeChat message to Luo Jingyu.

[Egg Pudding]: Small fish, when making cola chicken wings, how much salt, soy sauce and cooking wine should be added to marinated chicken wings?

【What a big fish】:???

【What a big fish】: Don’t flood the Coke chicken wings! Cook them directly and over water.

[Egg Pudding]: The recipe says it will be marinated for half an hour!

【What a big fish】: Listen to me, no need.

I worry about my preferences.

[Egg Pudding]: Is there a different way to cook this dish? [囧]

【What a big fish】: Forget it, wait for me.

【Egg Pudding】:?

A few minutes later, the door of Zhanxi's house was knocked. When she opened the door, she saw Luo Jingyu standing outside the door, looking at her helplessly, holding a very small plastic bag in her hand.

It’s embarrassing to have a preference! Hurry up and get him slippers, and the installed shoe cabinet is right next to the door. The pair of blue slippers that Luo Jingyu wore has been placed inside by the preference.

"What did you take?" Zhan Xi asked.

Luo Jingyu opened the bag and showed her that there was a ginger and a few star anise inside. He pointed to the things in the bag with his right finger and pointed at Zhan Xi. Finally, he drew a small question mark in the air. Zhan Xi replied with a pouting mouth: "I don't have one here."

Luo Jingyu raised her eyebrows and looked "I knew" and went to the kitchen in a familiar way.

Zhan Xi followed him like a worm. Luo Jingyu looked at the ingredients on the table and knew what Zhan Xi wanted to do in the evening. He took out his mobile phone and typed: [I will help you make Coke chicken wings, will you learn?]

"Okay, okay." Zhan Xi nodded repeatedly, pulled his sleeve again, and turned his head and asked, "Have you had supper?"

Luo Jingyu shook his hand, pointed to the ceiling, and made a gesture of cutting vegetables.

"Ah, you're just about to prepare for cooking, are you?" Zhan Xixiang was embarrassed and clasped his hands together, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble again."

Luo Jingyu shook his hand again, looking very relaxed and happy, without any unhappiness. He was afraid that he would misunderstand the joy, so he took out his phone to type: [I'm not hungry, I'll help you first.]

Seeing him stuffing his cell phone back into his pocket, Zhan Xi asked, "How do you do this sentence? "

Luo Jingyu observed her expression, as if she wanted to tell whether she was serious or was joking. Zhan Xi kept blinking her eyes and looking at him. After a while, Luo Jingyu slowly raised her right hand, pointed her index finger at her, and Zhan Xi said, "I."

Luo Jingyu shook his right hand gently and Zhan Xi: "No."

He covered his right hand on his stomach, and Zhan Xi asked, "Hungry? Is it so simple?"

In fact, it’s not that simple. Luo Jingyu needs to lean forward and make a discomfortable expression on his face to represent hunger.

Expressions are an indispensable part of sign language. Many gestures need to be matched with expressions, and even require a certain amount of body swing.

When you gesture to sadness, your expression will be sad. When you gesture to happy, your expression will be happy. When you gesture to questions, your expression will show confusion... Therefore, when hearing-impaired people use sign language, their expressions are rich and colorful, but to the eyes of healthy people, it seems more like they are hushing and making eyes, which is very funny.

In this regard, Luo Jingyu is an alien.

In addition to talking to his closest parents, his sister would have a little expression when talking to her sign language. Outside, even when chatting with friends like Chen Liang who have known each other for more than ten years, his face was very light and he wore a mask most of the time.

Maomao loves to read romance novels and once joked with Luo Jingyu, saying that there is a kind of male protagonist in the novel with an iceberg face. When it comes to Luo Jingyu, he is just a deaf person with an iceberg face, and he has no emotions when talking on sign language.

Luo Jingyu smiled and said that now when facing Zhan Xi, he would not add matching expressions when talking on sign language. He was afraid that Zhan Xi would feel uncomfortable and thought he was very funny. He thought he was not a qualified sign language teacher.

At this time, he had already gestured to "I'll help you first".

"First" and "Bang" are two gestures that are not explained, and Zhan Xi will definitely not understand. Luo Jingyu will show her one by one.

"First", is to clench your left fist and raise your thumb, clench your right fist and stretch out your index finger, raise your back straight, and face outward, and the index finger belly is opposite to the thumb belly of your left hand.

"Hang" means pushing out the palms of both hands twice.

Finally, the index finger points to the joy, which is the simplest "you".

After teaching all the words, Zhan Xi did it as he did, and said while doing it, "I'm not hungry, I'll help you first."

Luo Jingyu nodded, not giving Zhan Xi a thumbs up, nor was he "smart". Zhan Xi stared at him blankly, and gradually felt uneasy in his heart, and asked, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

Luo Jingyu shook her head, looked away and began to process the chicken wings on the chopping board.

Zhan Xi stood beside him and thought for a while, then pulled his sleeve and asked, "Are you thinking about the meeting with Mr. Chi Jiang the day after tomorrow?"

Luo Jingyu looked at her face, pondered for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"Are you nervous?" Zhan Xi asked.

Luo Jingyu did not hide it anymore and nodded softly again.

He has never met a customer, and he has only been chatting online. He has seen the communication between Teacher Xu Qingyan and the client at the exhibition venue. They chatted and laughed, and could talk for a long time when they pointed to the hot flower works.

At that time, Luo Jingyu was always standing next to the works wearing masks. The works were of very large sizes, and some needed to be assembled and adjusted on-site. Luo Jingyu could only work hard and never had the opportunity to communicate with anyone.

He agreed to meet with a Japanese client, but he didn't know if he could deal with it well.

Zhan Xi was infected by his emotions and was not as happy as before, so he was with him in a depressed manner.

Luo Jingyu cut each chicken wing a few times, boiled water in the wok, added cooking wine, ginger slices, star anise and green onion segments, and then put the chicken wings into the pot to blanch them.

Zhan Xi looked at his movements, but his mind didn't remember the steps. She looked at Xiaoyu. He was still wearing a sportswear, tall and handsome. Zhan Xi remembered his usual outfits, down jacket, sweater, sportswear, and sports shoes...

She went to pull his sleeve again, Luo Jingyu turned to look at her, Zhan Xi asked, "Xiaoyu, do you have more formal clothes? For example, shirts, suits, windbreakers, etc."

Luo Jingyu: "..."
To be continued...
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