"There is a girl who wants to invite me to a hip-hop club to watch her dance."

Chen Wen said truthfully.

Jiang Qiuyi on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment: "Who is it?"

"Uh..." Chen Wen glanced at He Ran blankly, but still couldn't remember her name, so he could only say, "The one who sat next to me while eating before."

He Ran looked surprised on the side, wondering if he would report to his girlfriend something like eating with other girls?

"Oh~" Jiang Qiu said in a calm tone, "Are you on speakerphone? Is she right next to you?"

Chen Wen said "hmm" and turned the screen of his phone to He Ran, gesturing for her to say hello.

"Hello, Senior Qiuqiu, I'm He Ran~" With a cheerful tone, He Ran said hello without showing any signs of weakness and launched an attack, "That's it, didn't Master teach me how to make a ring last weekend?"

"I happened to run into Master today, so I wanted to treat him to a cup of milk tea, take him to visit the hip-hop club, and watch me dance my new dance."

"Just think of it as thanks for the help last time~"

"Well, I understand." Jiang Qiuyi did not intend to accept the call directly, but asked Chen Wen, "Do you want to go yourself?"

"I don't want to." Chen Wen told the truth.

He Ran: "?"

Is it so direct?

Don't you care about other people's feelings?

"Then don't go." Jiang Qiuyi, like a parent of a naughty child, indulged Chen Wen. Then he changed the subject and said to He Ran, "I'm sorry, school girl."

"Our family, Chen Wen, speaks more straightforwardly and doesn't praise others at all."

"Let him go with you alone. It will be bad if he says the wrong thing and offends others, and you will not be happy then."

"Next time when I come to finance, I will take Chen Wen with me to watch you dance. By the way, we can have a meal or something together."

After hearing what Jiang Qiuyi said, Chen Wen didn't give the two women another chance to face off. He hung up the phone and said to He Ran, "That's it, I'm leaving."

Before He Ran could continue to speak, Chen Wen had strode away, leaving only a confused He Ran messy in the wind.

Why... the development of things was completely different from what she thought?

Senior Gu Wen called his girlfriend directly. Aren't he afraid that his girlfriend would be jealous and angry?

…

My dear little girlfriend: Did you go home directly in the afternoon?

As soon as Chen Wen got on the subway, he received a WeChat message from Jiang Qiuyi, who looked like he didn't care about what happened before.

Chen Wen: Well, the interpreter is just missing the last step.

My dear little girlfriend: I have get out of class at 4:30 in the afternoon, can you pick me up? Let’s go shopping together~

Chen Wen: OK.

My dear little girlfriend: I’m going to class soon, see you in the afternoon~

Chen Wen: Yeah.

Putting away his mobile phone, Chen Wen sat on the subway, took out a book and read slowly, which was in sharp contrast to the people around him holding mobile phones.

Because of the relationship between books and handsomeness, Chen Wen received a lot of attention on the subway. He finally sat down at the station and gave up his seat to an old lady who had just come in.

Back at the rental house, Chen Wen cleaned up as usual before putting on a mask and entering the craft room, preparing to enter the final stage of making the interpreter.

In the handicraft room, a jet black sword was quietly placed on Chen Wen's high handicraft table.

The main body of the sword is black, with a silver-white outline around the edge.

The end of the sword is a spiked moon arc, which is connected to a half-cross-shaped sword grid.

Chen Wen turned on the prepared camera, took the interpreter's sword hilt and waved it twice.

The weight and feel of purple sandalwood are very comfortable. It is not too light like ordinary wood, nor is it too heavy like iron.

If the shape of the sword grid were not too exaggerated, this interpreter could be used for sword dancing exercises by the old man in the park in the morning.

Putting down the interpreter, Chen Wen took out the wood wax oil, applied a little with a paper towel, and then carefully applied it to the interpreter's sword.

Wood wax oil is a consumable product specially used to maintain wood. After being applied to the wood, it can make the surface extra bright and shiny.

To use Bilibili’s professional terminology, it means “injecting soul” into the interpreter.

Chen Wen recorded this video with a close-up shot. In the sublimation of wood wax oil, the interpreter took on a new look, just like a real sword, reflecting a sharp light under the light.

Inserting the interpreter into the black scabbard made of oak, Chen Wen tried the feel of drawing the sword, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

It's a pity that he can't dance a sword, otherwise the effect of the video would have been even better.

Chen Wen came to the wall, put the interpreter on the sword rest that had been prepared, picked up the camera and shot some more footage.

At this point, the production video about the interpreter has come to an end.

Chen Wen returned to the bedroom with the camera and uploaded the material to the computer, intending to make preliminary edits first.

At this time, Si Jiaoji found him on WeChat and sent him a video, which was the first cut of the ring-making video last weekend.

Si Jiaoji: Take a look and see if there’s anything inappropriate. I’ll change it again, and then I’ll use it for post-production.

Ignorant Wen: Wait a minute, let me take a look.

Chen Wen clicked on the video and started watching this short film of about ten minutes.

Chen Wen wore a mask during the entire process, and the photographer was careful not to capture the scene outside the window. All indoor content was completed in the living room and craft room.

Chen Wen is still a novice when it comes to editing and doesn't have much to offer.

Si Jiaoji certainly didn't ask him to make suggestions when she sent him this video.

Just let him see if there are any details that cannot be exposed, so that Si Jiaoji can delete them in advance.

Ignorant and ignorant: No problem.

Si Jiaoji: OK, then I will post this video tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Remember to come and support me then.

Uninformed Wen:Okay.

After the episode, Chen Wen spent an entire afternoon doing the first cut.

When the time reached around four o'clock, he packed up and went out to the Conservatory of Music.

Huajing Home is very close to the Conservatory of Music and can be reached in just a few minutes.

Chen Wen took out his mobile phone and looked through the photo album to find Jiang Qiuyi's class schedule.

The last class on Friday afternoon is vocal accompaniment. The classroom is in Room 301 of Hele Building.

Probably because of his appearance, Chen Wen walked all the way into the Conservatory of Music without being stopped by the security guard to ask for his student ID.

Although Jiang Qiuyi had pulled him here to visit before, Chen Wen basically couldn't remember the route here, and it was impossible to know where Hele Tower was.

Because he didn't take the initiative to talk to others, Chen Wen couldn't find anyone to ask for directions. He fumbled around and finally found Jiang Qiuyi's classroom at 4:30.

Just as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Jiang Qiuyi and his classmates walked out of the classroom and immediately saw Chen Wen waiting on the other side of the corridor.

"Chen Wen!" Jiang Qiuyi rushed to Chen Wen in the crowd and threw herself into his arms.

People around him were a little stunned when they saw Jiang Qiuyi, who was usually quiet and reserved in the class, hugging a strange man like this.
Chapter completed!