Reborn Troops

Zhou Wanwan sat in her small handicraft workshop, surrounded by beads and threads of various colors.

Her fingers looked particularly slender under the light, and she was gently fiddling with a jade bracelet that she had just finished.

Her best friend Qianqian pushed the door open and walked in, bringing a breath of fresh air.

"Wanwan, what are you busy with?" Qianqian asked with a smile, picking up the bracelet on the table and looking at it carefully.

"This is Ms. Chen Yue's order. She wants a pair of plum green-dyed jade-shattered glass bracelets."

Zhou Wanwan sighed and frowned slightly, "This requirement is not simple. It has to be fresh and retro, and it has to be white and have a cold feeling."

Qianqian put down the bracelet, walked to Wanwan, and patted her shoulder gently, "Don't worry, you are the bracelet queen here, this little thing won't be difficult for you."

Wanwan smiled bitterly and said, "You make it sound so easy. I have never even heard of this plum green dyed jade broken glass."

Qianqian blinked and said, "Then go ask Ms. Chen Yue. She must know more details."

Wanwan nodded, picked up her phone and called Chen Yue. Chen Yue's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, "Wanwan, how is the bracelet design going?"

"Ms. Chen Yue, I'm working on it, but I have a few details to ask you."

Wanwan said carefully, "What kind of color and texture is the plum green-dyed jade-shattered glass you mentioned?"

Chen Yue pondered for a moment, "Plum Green is a light green color, like the color of ripe plums, with a hint of transparency."

"Dyed jade refers to jade that has been specially treated, with tiny cracks on the surface, like traces left by time. Broken glass refers to irregular pieces of glass that sparkle with a cold light."

Wanwan listened attentively, "I understand. Thank you, Ms. Chen Yue."

After hanging up the phone, Wanwan fell into deep thought. Qianqian looked at her quietly from the side, "How is it, have you got any inspiration?"

Wanwan shook her head. "It's still a little vague. I have to look for some materials."

Qianqian stood up and said, "Let me go with you. Two people are always better than one."

The two drove to the antique market in the city center, which was filled with all kinds of antiques and handicrafts.

Wanwan found a piece of plum green jade in a small shop, the color and texture of which matched Chen Yue's description.

She found some broken glass in a glass shop, which was gleaming with a cold light.

"These should be enough." Wanwan said with satisfaction.

Qianqian nodded, "Then let's go back and start making it."

Back in the workshop, Wanwan began to carefully polish the jade and cut them into appropriate sizes.

Qianqian helped from the side, handing over tools from time to time. The two were busy and happy, and time passed by unknowingly.

"Wanwan, look at this piece of jade, is there any crack in it?" Qianqian suddenly asked.

Wanwan put down the tools in her hand and took a closer look. "Yes, this is the characteristic of dyed jade. There are tiny cracks on the surface, like traces left by time."

Qianqian nodded, "Then let's start stringing the beads."

Wanwan picked up a thin silver thread and began to string the jade and broken glass together.

Her fingers nimbly moved among the beads, as if weaving an ancient story.

Qianqian watched quietly from the side, her heart full of admiration.

"Wanwan, you are such a genius." Qianqian couldn't help but admire.

Wanwan smiled and said, "Don't praise me, this is just the beginning."

The two continued to work until night fell. Wanwan finally completed the prototype of the bracelet, and she held it up to the light and examined it carefully.

The plum green jade looks particularly fresh under the light, the broken glass sparkles with a cold light, and the whole bracelet exudes a retro and cool atmosphere.

"How is it, Qianqian?" Wanwan asked.

Qianqian nodded, "It's very beautiful. Ms. Chen Yue will definitely like it."

Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, we will continue to improve the details tomorrow."

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian were just about to pack up their tools when suddenly, the door of the workshop was gently pushed open and a middle-aged man in a plain robe walked in.

He has deep eyes and elegant temperament. He is Zhou Wanwan's teacher, Master Sun Yat-sen.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Zhou Wanwan asked in surprise, and quickly stood up to greet him.