canary dressed as a disabled villain

After a simple communication with An Lan, Zhuang Jianning was inspired.

Three hours later, what appeared on the drawing paper was the moment when a soaring bird folded its wings and gazed into the distance.

The bird's eye is a marquise-cut yellow sapphire, the feather pattern is outlined by gold, the head and wings are inlaid with light-colored sapphires, and the back and tail are inlaid with dark blue sapphires, forming a vivid three-dimensional transition.

The edge of the tail is dotted with 12 drop-shaped diamonds, which sway gently with the shaking of the brooch, making the bird more agile.

Zhuang Jianning set the theme of this manuscript as "flying".

Anyone with a dream can fly freely.

The manuscript is smooth, exquisitely designed, bright in color, and profound in meaning. As expected, Zhuang Jianning won the first place in the instructor's scoring and commenting session.

After recording the gemstone materials needed for the selection of works, it was only around [-] pm, the workshop was already open, and Cheng Yan announced that it was time for free activities.

The size of the brooch is not large, and the production process is not as cumbersome as a crown. As Cheng Yan said at the beginning of the program, there is plenty of time left for the contestants to make finished products.

During the two days of rest, Zhuang Jianning's right wrist was either steamed by the massager or rubbed and served by He Zhuo's warm palm, and the discomfort basically disappeared.

After drawing the CAD drawing and preparing the pre-production work, Zhuang Jianning looked at the time, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

In the morning, he continued to draw the manuscript for more than three hours, and the surface of the "Flying" brooch was inlaid with too many gemstones. In order not to affect the accuracy of the next inlay, he flicked his wrist, stood up by the window and looked out.

"Going to eat?" Chen Mo walked over and stood beside him, his eyes swept over his wrist.

"Well, have you eaten yet?" Zhuang Jianning looked sideways at him.

Chen Mo put his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants, thought for a while, "I haven't eaten, I'll go back to my room first, and I'll find you later."

The player's room is in the building where the recording was made, and the restaurant is in another building, with a large garden in the middle.

"That's fine."

The last ray of sky light has not yet dissipated, the winding path in the garden is secluded, the fragrance is overwhelming, and no one passes by.

Zhuang Jianning relaxed his nerves, hummed softly and stopped in front of a few hydrangeas, leaning forward to see the structure of the flower cluster.

"Little Jane! Are you Little Jane!" An excited male voice sounded from behind.

The recording area is relatively private, except for the staff and contestants of the program group, no outsiders are allowed to enter.Zhuang Jianning turned around, and saw that the other party was a tall boy around 20 years old, "Hello, I'm Zhuang Jianning, who are you?"

The boy took a step towards him, and he didn't know where to put his excited hands, "I'm your fan! After watching the show, I really like you and the jewelry designed by Xiaojian. I didn't expect to meet you here. your turn!"

He tentatively asked, "Little Jane, can you sign me? I also study design, and I want to motivate myself to become an excellent person like you!"

Having said all this, Zhuang Jianning could only nod his head, without asking how he got in, and kindly reminded him: "Hurry up and get out after signing, it's not good to be discovered by the staff."

The boy excitedly rummaged through his backpack, took out a small notebook, handed it to Zhuang Jianning together with the pen and said, "This is a notebook for me to write down ideas, please ask Xiaojian to sign it for me."

Zhuang Jianning took it, lowered her head and wrote down her name in the blank space, preparing to write another "come on".

The boy glanced left and right, then suddenly stretched out his arms to hug Zhuang Jianning, and leaned his mouth towards his face, accompanied by a wretched and panting voice, "Little Jane, I really like you."

No wonder I always feel uncomfortable in my muscles and bones recently. It turns out that I haven't practiced with human targets for too long.Zhuang Jianning sneered, dropped the pad and pen casually, clasped his wrist with his backhand, and was about to fall over his shoulder, when he heard footsteps approaching in seconds, "Let him go!"

Without hesitation, Cheng Yan kicked the boy directly in the chest. The male fan let out a wail, fell back into the flower pond, slammed his back hard on the concrete platform, and cried out in embarrassment from being pierced by branches and leaves.

He didn't care about the person who fell to the ground, turned around and looked at Zhuang Jianning, his concern and eagerness could be seen at a glance, "Jianning, are you okay, he didn't..."

"No." Zhuang Jianning interrupted him coldly.

Two staff members who passed by rushed over upon hearing the sound, and Cheng Yan snapped: "You let such a person sneak in and almost hurt the contestants, how do you do your work?"

Fortunately, he saw Zhuang Jianning from a distance, and was about to come over and say a few words to him, so he stopped the evil deed!He couldn't imagine how the thin and thin Zhuang Jianning would be bullied by this villain if he didn't find out in time!

The staff hurriedly apologized, pulled out the male fan from the flower pond, kicked him twice, and took him away for detailed investigation.

Seeing that Zhuang Jianning also turned around to leave, Cheng Yan quickly grabbed him, "Jianning."

Zhuang Jianning frowned and looked at the tightly grasped wrist. It was no different from being touched by a male fan. It made people uncomfortable, "Thank you, Teacher Cheng. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Cheng Yan looked down at his expression, feeling as if his chest was blocked by something, and felt extremely oppressed.

Thinking that he liked him so much, yet his engagement was suddenly withdrawn, and he was forced to marry an old man with disabled legs, Cheng Yan felt sore, "Jianning, how are you doing now?"

Zhuang Jianning struggled for a while but did not break free, "Don't worry about Teacher Cheng, my husband and I are fine."

It's annoying to be able to fight a illegitimate meal with hands and feet, but to say nothing to a pious mentor.

Hearing him say the word "husband", Cheng Yan suddenly remembered that when they happened to be together, he would occasionally tease Zhuang Jianning, who was dull and not very gregarious, and would call him "husband" shyly and obediently.

Although Zhuang Jianning at that time was not as dazzling as now, he was still a very cute little boy.He blurted out: "Jian Ning, Jing Chen and I are not in the relationship you think."

Zhuang Jianning couldn't take it anymore, and wanted to throw Cheng Yan away with a backhand, "Mr. Cheng's private life doesn't need to be explained to the players."

Cheng Yan is 1.8 meters tall, with a strong figure, and the strength in his hands is not loose but tight, and Zhuang Jianning doesn't want to have unnecessary physical contact with him, so he didn't shake him off.

His face turned cold. If he hit the tutor, would he still be able to continue recording this show?Thinking of the 300 million bonus, he persuaded himself to say a few more words of truth.

Cheng Yan took half a step towards him, raised the hand he was holding on his right chest, lowered his eyes, his eyes were firmly glued to his delicate face, his expression management was a little out of control, "Jianning, it was me before I'm sorry, I know you hate me and hate me. Can't we have a good talk? "

"Since you know you can't forgive him, don't use your status as a mentor to force people to talk to you." Chen Mo went upstairs to get something, went to the restaurant but didn't see Zhuang Jianning, turned back to the garden, turned around twice before seeing the person.

He stared at the slender white wrist tightly held by Cheng Yan, and gritted his teeth word by word: "Please respect yourself, mentor."

It was the first time for Zhuang Jianing to hear Chen Mo say so many words in one breath in private. Seeing that Cheng Yan's hand relaxed, he put his elbow against his chest and took the opportunity to withdraw his hand.

"What is your stand for standing here?" Cheng Yan's expression changed.

Chen Mo pulled Zhuang Jianning, let him stand behind him, and stuffed him with the cloth bag in his hand, his sharp gaze confronted Cheng Yan, sparks overflowed, "Is this also under the jurisdiction of the tutor?"

There was a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine coming out of the small cloth bag, Zhuang Jianning opened it and found that it was a plaster.

Did Chen Mo go back to his room to get plaster for himself?

Cheng Yan's right wrist hurt so much, he took out one, quickly tore it open, and "slapped" it on the skin of his wrist.

A hot tingling sensation is immediately transmitted from the surface of the skin to the sore muscles, which is very comfortable.

Cheng Yan glanced over Chen Mo's shoulder, saw Zhuang Jianning's movements, and immediately thought of the trending search saying that Zhuang Jianning's wrist was injured, so he didn't understand.

He tried to pass Chen Mo, and hurriedly explained to Zhuang Jianning: "Jianning, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry just now, and forgot that your wrist was uncomfortable."

"The damage has already been done, and it's useless to be sorry." Chen Mo followed his footsteps, firmly protecting Zhuang Jianning behind him, "It's still the same sentence, please respect yourself, mentor!"

"Brother Mo, stop talking, let's go eat." Zhuang Jianning didn't want to stay here any longer, and if other players or staff passed by, he didn't want to cause unnecessary rumors and misunderstandings.

Naturally, Cheng Yan knew that the fans were firing their "sycophant" cp, and seeing that Zhuang Jianning's attitude towards him was completely different from his own, his heart became more and more angry, "Jianning, I know that I have no right to interfere in your life , but you will grow wiser if you suffer from it," he shifted his gaze to Chen Mo, "don't be fooled by two plasters."

Chen Mo smiled instead of being annoyed, and raised his chin behind Cheng Yan, "Teacher Cheng should still think about how to deal with his own affairs."

A bad premonition spread throughout Cheng Yan's body. He turned his head with a stiff neck, and saw Jing Chen standing behind a rose plant, biting his lower lip with a gloomy expression.

His heart skipped a beat, "Xing Chen, when did you come here?"

Jing Chen glanced at the backs of Zhuang Jianning and Chen Mo leaving, and asked softly, "Brother Yan, is it because of Brother Jianning?"

Before, he had always used the college entrance examination as an excuse to refuse Cheng Yan's pursuit.The day before yesterday, taking advantage of his break, he made an appointment with Cheng Yan. He wanted to confirm the relationship between the two, but Cheng Yan talked about him.

"Xingchen." Cheng Yan followed his gaze and glanced at Zhuang Jianning who left after Chen Mo, and walked towards Jing Chen awkwardly, "Don't think wildly, it has nothing to do with Jianning."

Jing Chen lowered his eyes and stood there without saying a word.

At first, Cheng Yan was moved by Jing Chen's weak and protective appearance, his throat tightened and he sighed.

Walking up to him, he coaxed in a low voice: "Xingchen, I really didn't lie to you. During the competition, you are a player and I am a mentor. If your results are questioned because of our relationship, it will not be good for you." fair."

Jing Chen raised his head and looked at him with a complicated expression.

fair?From beginning to end, who has he been fair to?

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Zhuang Jianning didn't bother to deal with the lawsuit of the protagonist, clutching the plaster in his hand, he asked curiously: "Thank you Brother Mo, this is really effective, where did you buy it?"

Seeing that he was not influenced by Cheng Yan, Chen Mo said with a smile: "My family is from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners. My grandparents and my mother are all Chinese medicine practitioners. My mother saw that your wrist was uncomfortable online, so she made some for you. She insisted that I bring it to you. . If it is useful, I will bring more next time I go home."

Zhuang Jianning's eyes lit up, "Thank you, auntie for me." After thinking for a while, he leaned closer to him, "Brother Mo, if you have time, please ask auntie for me, the car accident caused the calf to be functionally impaired, and the muscles have shrunk. Chinese medicine has a cure ?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Chen Mo's eyes, but he didn't ask further, "It depends on the type of his injury and whether he is actively cooperating with rehabilitation. You sort out the situation of the other party, and I will ask my grandfather in detail when I go back."

Zhuang Jianning was silent for a moment, He Zhuo never wore shorts at home, and he was not allowed to touch his calf, he only glanced secretly when he was sleeping.

He didn't care whether the old pervert's limbs were mutilated, but he didn't want that car accident to be the old pervert's heart knot forever, living in the abyss of torturing himself every day.

But would He Zhuo, who has a super medical team, be willing to accept treatment?

Standing beside He Zhuo, Li Zhu's face turned pale with fright, and he came all the way to visit the class. As soon as he arrived, he met Mr. Zhuang and the cp on the news, shoulder to shoulder, head to head, walking together affectionately, talking and laughing I'm so unhappy, but looking at Mr. He, his whole body is chilly, making him almost think it's the twelfth lunar month.

He bowed and asked for instructions tremblingly: "Mr. He, are you going to invite Mr. Zhuang over?"

He Zhuo stared closely at the backs of the two figures, one tall and one short. He never thought that his little fox would walk side by side with other men, jumping so wantonly.

After a long time, he hoarsely said: "Wait for him."