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Lin Yunqing glanced at Wen Zhuo's back, and looked at the middle-aged man who was the leader. Although he hadn't seen him for a long time, he could still recognize him as the village chief.

"Yunqing, come here." The village chief waved to him with a smile, and just after he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that something was wrong with his words, so he waved his hand hastily, "You don't have to get up, busy with you, your Things matter."

Then he turned his gaze back to the men behind him, and said, "These are the leaders of the County Culture and Tourism Bureau. I heard that you are back, so I rushed over early in the morning."

"What's the matter?" Lin Yunqing wiped her hands with a rag, stood up and nodded to the few people.

Wen Zhuo didn't speak, just glanced at him, and stepped aside.

An uncle in a blue shirt walked up to him and handed him a business card: "Mr. Lin, hello, I am the deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Bureau of Culture and Tourism."

"We have been following up on the matter of Lin's pottery sculptures for the past few years, but because we have not been able to contact you, it is a pity that this matter can only end without a problem. I did not expect that today is really another village."

Under his explanation, Lin Yunqing understood.

"I'm ashamed to say that our county doesn't have any intangible cultural heritage items that can be sold now. But Lin's pottery is different. Lin's pottery name is well-known even in the province. When you become the county's intangible cultural heritage inheritor Afterwards, we will report to the municipal level..."

Listening to his words, Lin Yunqing shook his head, and said softly: "No, I don't have any talent in pottery making, so... I'm not suitable for project declaration." After speaking, he lowered his eyes slightly.

"Mr. Lin is underestimating himself. You are the only heir of Lin Tao. You are young and promising. No one is more suitable to be the heir than you."

Lin Yunqing fell silent, her gaze fell on the soft clay he had just kneaded.Project Inheritor, this title is too heavy, and he will definitely have to deal with a lot of things in the future. He doesn't have much energy. He wants to be like his grandfather, just pinch Tao when he has time.It never occurred to him to regard pottery making as a career in his life.

"Mr. Lin." Seeing his reaction, the tone of the uncle in the blue shirt changed from excitement to softness, "I know you must have many concerns. But intangible cultural heritage is the witness of our national culture and historical development, and it is even more important for you The traces left by the Lin family are one of the memories of the Lin family, if you give up, these beautiful skills and memories will disappear in obscurity as time goes by."

"Is this the ending you want? In fact, you don't have much to do. Making pottery sculptures is your core job. We will help you with other matters. We will provide you with training places and publicity subsidies in the county or urban area... ..."

"But..." Lin Yunqing raised his head, "I'm living and working in Xiacheng now, and I won't be going back to my hometown for the time being, so it's inconvenient." He glanced sideways at Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo raised his eyebrows when he heard his words.

"It's really inconvenient, but it's okay. Xiacheng is not far from us, and the high-speed rail is very fast. And if you become a provincial successor, then the main venue for activities will probably be in Xiacheng..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Zhuo's deep voice rang out: "Let's think about it and give you an answer as soon as possible."

"Okay, wait for the good news." The few people stopped disturbing him and turned to leave.

Before leaving, the village chief wanted to chat with Lin Yunqing a few words, but looking at the tall strangers in front of him, he swallowed his words back, patted Lin Yunqing on the shoulder, and left with the group.

After they all left, Lu Cai and Zhao Yan, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yunqing, why are you hesitating? Inheritor of non-inheritance, it sounds so good!"

"Yes, yes, it sounds like a cultural person!"

Thinking about being friends with the non-heritage inheritors, maybe the old man in the family will look at them with admiration.

"It's very troublesome." Lin Yunqing walked into the room, "I have another job for no reason, and I must submit a lot of materials, write a lot of things, and participate in some inexplicable activities."

Moreover, he always feels that he is not worthy of the name to be the inheritor, and he doesn't seem to regard pottery making as a job.Thinking of this, he felt a pain in the head, subconsciously put aside this topic, and walked to the utility room.

Holding the mobile phone, Shu Qing followed him into the utility room, saw him remove the coarse cloth covering the shelf, and asked, "What is this?"

Below this object is a simple mechanical device, and above it is something like an iron disc.

"This is a potter's wheel. It's used for casting. It expels the air bubbles in the soft clay, making the clay more 'cooked'." He lifted up the lower shelf with some difficulty. This thing was still heavy.

But soon, he noticed that his hand became lighter.

Wen Zhuo walked to him, lifted the other end of the shelf, and carried the pottery wheel to the yard together.

Lin Yunqing sat beside the potter's wheel, pulling the clay brick up and down with his hands.

Shu Qing looked at the skillful and comfortable movements in his hands, always felt a kind of inexplicable elegance, and couldn't help feeling: "I think what uncle said is quite reasonable. Lin's pottery has been passed down for several dynasties, and until now, it is true that it has been buried. What a pity." It is always regretful to see Pearl Nan covered in dust.

Lin Yunqing lowered his eyes, the mud in his hand was soft and tough, and the thing in his hand would change from a lump of mud to a pottery sculpture.

He knew that grandpa liked making pottery, and he didn't like it, but he didn't hate it either.

When he was a child, he was introverted and had few friends. Most of the children in the village were naughty and did not like to study. As the grandson of a teacher, he was always out of tune with the children.The only thing that can bring him fun and peace is to follow his grandfather to knead clay, cast, glaze, and add firewood to the kiln.

He knew that among the grandfather's belongings was a large box of notebooks, all of which were pottery-making experiences. On the yellowed pages were the words and pictures written by the grandfather stroke by stroke.

When my grandfather passed away, he was only in his teens and was not good at pottery. He knew that the notes were for him to read.

Putting the drawn blanks aside, Lin Yunqing took out a roll of tools and spread them out neatly in front of him. There were all kinds of knives and awls, etc., which dazzled people.

"Is it going to start?!" The few onlookers leaned over in surprise.

"Well, I'm going to start sculpting with a knife next." Lin Yunqing picked up a small knife from his hand.

As soon as this step started, he sat for the whole afternoon without even eating lunch, but the restlessness in his heart gradually dissipated, calmed down, and left the matter of the successor behind.

At this time, the sun has risen to the top of the head, and the sun is scorching hot. Fortunately, there are dense leaves in the yard to block the heat above the head.

The few people watching also lost their patience and went back to the house to play games. Shu Qing just put the mobile phone in front of him, and they also returned to the house.

Lin Yunqing didn't even realize that the audience had dispersed, and all his attention was focused on the clay in his hands.

At this time, the dark red clay can already see the prototype of the figure, and can already see its expression. This is a kind old man carrying a birthday peach.This statue is not as round and freehand as traditional Chinese paintings and porcelain statues, but more realistic, with a combination of rough and slender lines, and a bold and unrestrained style.

Wen Zhuo stood aside and looked at it for a while. Although he didn't know how to appreciate artworks, there was no doubt that the works in Lin Yunqing's hands had a very special style in his opinion, especially not like Lin Yunqing's own style.

What is Lin Yunqing's style?mild?Not really, occasionally playing tricks.

Anyway, no matter what, it doesn't look like there is no talent.

Seeing him stop for a while, raise his hands and stretch, Wen Zhuo stuffed the bread in his mouth into his mouth.

"Hmm." Caught off guard, Lin Yunqing's eyes were rounded, she looked to the side, she loosened her shoulders, and gnawed on the bread in her mouth.

"Master Lin is really amazing. He forgot to sleep and eat for his work, which is really admirable." Wen Zhuo looked down at him.

"Uh, uh..." Lin Yunqing was gagged by the bread, unable to refute him, subconsciously raised her hand to grab the bread.

Before he touched it, Wen Zhuo withdrew the bread: "Give it up, hands full of mud, don't touch it."

"Who am I doing this for?" Lin Yunqing curled her lips, then realized that she was hungry, leaned over, chased after the bread with her mouth, and took another bite, "I am working for you, helping you make birthday presents Woolen cloth."

"It's really hard work, Master Lin."

After eating the bread, he drank a few more sips of water before continuing with his work.Wen Zhuo sat at a stone table not far away, using a tablet to handle work matters.

The sun moved slowly until it set over the treetops.

"Do you think I should declare for that inheritor?" Lin Yunqing painted the last strokes on the pottery sculpture with a paintbrush before returning to what happened this morning.

"Apply if you want." Wen Zhuo replied without raising his head.

"But I'm still working for you. I'm your life assistant. I don't have time to do these things." He gently placed the Tao sculpture on the table.

"Lin Yunqing." Wen Zhuo turned his head to look at him with a calm expression. Perhaps the glare of the sun had dissipated. At this moment, his eyes darkened a lot. "Don't use working for me as an excuse."

"I..." Lin Yunqing opened his mouth and closed it again, took out a ball of ooze from the fresh-keeping bag and put it on the wheel, muttering, "I didn't."

"If I really apply, then I may have to leave Xiacheng often in the future, and it will be difficult to perform the duties of a life assistant. No one will cook you breakfast, dinner will be gone, and lunch will not be delivered to you. .” The cup-shaped pottery gradually took shape in his hands.

Wen Zhuo was stunned for a moment: ...the matter seems to be a little serious.

He turned his head to look at the pottery statue next to Lin Yunqing. The image was vivid and realistic, with many details and light colors. It looked like a stone carving. It was a very modern statue, which was very different from the pottery statue on the old man's shelf.

Wen Zhuo sighed slightly: "You like making pottery sculptures."

Lin Yunqing didn't speak, put the freshly drawn cup aside, and took out another piece of ooze.

"You won't forget to eat and sleep just to cook for me." Wen Zhuo continued to add.

Lin Yunqing: ...

"Then are you going to fire me?" He stopped what he was doing and raised his head to ask.

"No." Wen Zhuo replied decisively, "You can work part-time, of course, you still have to do rice. Inheritor is just a name, it's not that if you don't declare that thing, your skills will disappear instantly. But, if you want Let others know about it..." He lightly tapped the small table with the clay sculptures with his fingertips.

Lin Yunqing hummed lightly.

At the request of Lu Cai and the others, Lin Yunqing made a few more bowls and cups.

Then they came to the firewood kiln behind the house, put the semi-finished products into the kiln belly, and sealed the kiln door with refractory bricks.

"Aren't you going to light the fire?" Shu Qing asked looking at the pile of firewood behind him.

Lin Yunqing clapped his hands and shook his head: "I'll start the fire tomorrow. There is still a lot of water in the clay, so I have to wait for it to dry."

Today's work was finally completed, and it was already dark at this time.

After Lin Yunqing took a shower, she returned to the room and looked at the business card in her hand thoughtfully.

But a phone call interrupted his thinking, and he was startled, afraid that it was the call from the uncle in blue shirt.

He slid open the screen to look, and breathed a sigh of relief, it was the counselor.

Then he raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Zhuo who was already lying on the bed, and finally remembered that Teacher Zhang seemed to have said that he would invite Wen Zhuo to give a lecture at school.

"What are you looking at?" Wen Zhuo sensed his gaze, and looked at the ringing cell phone in his hand, "Why, do you want me to avoid it?"

"No, no, no." Lin Yunqing waved his hand and connected the phone.

"Yunqing, good evening, excuse me. I can't help it. I've been too busy with work these days, so I only have some free time tonight." Teacher Zhang's tone was quite polite.

"It's like this. I received a call from the head of the school's social association this morning. I heard that you had a dispute with a classmate."

Hearing this, Lin Yunqing frowned subconsciously, he didn't expect that the counselor was for this matter.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't think this is a bit of a contradiction." He looked sideways at Wen Zhuo on the bed, and then wanted to get up and walk out.

Who knew that Wen Zhuo, who was originally looking down at the phone, reached out to hold his wrist, pulled him to the side of the bed and sat down, and said, "It's okay, I don't mind if you make noise."

Lin Yunqing: ...I mind.

The tone on the other end of the phone was much more serious: "Yunqing, what big conflicts can there be among the classmates, not to mention that the person in charge has deleted the post, so it's okay. You have already graduated, so no one cares about you. The post from the school. I asked classmate Liu to apologize to you, you guys communicate well, and this matter will pass, you have to hurry up and find a job, and don't waste your precious time on meaningless things."

Lin Yunqing poked Wen Zhuo's wrist, and replied: "This matter can't be passed, he spread rumors about me so much, no company would dare to hire me, now even Mr. Wen doubts my character."

Mr. Wen, who suddenly had a role in the scene, immediately turned his attention from his wrist to his call.

"And..." Lin Yunqing paused, "My lawyer and Mr. Wen are also old acquaintances." Professor Feng is Mr. Wen's aunt, and Lawyer Chen is Professor Feng's friend.

"This... this, I'll ask classmate Liu to explain to Mr. Wen."

"Boss Wen doesn't trust classmate Liu, nor me. He only trusts lawyers."

Wen Zhuo leaned back, leaning on the head of the bed, watching Lin Yunqing act.

He could also hear the voice on the other end of the phone, but Lin Yunqing's phone quality was not very good.

"Yunqing, you haven't stepped out of the society yet. You don't know that the legal procedure is not so easy, and it will greatly consume your financial resources, energy and time. It is really unnecessary for such a small matter. What's more, you There is still a final exam, do you have time? If you fail the final exam this time, you really won’t be able to wait until you graduate, and the gain outweighs the loss.”

"I don't care, I just want to discuss justice for myself." Lin Yunqing raised his head and yawned, with tears in his eyes. He was too tired today, and he was a little sleepy, so he didn't want to argue with the counselor.

But it is clear that the other party will not give up until they achieve their goals.

"Yunqing, I heard from the person in charge that you are planning to sue a student from University A, Luo Xing, right? To make you not confused, I'm not afraid to tell you that the teachers in the two courses you failed are all I graduated from University A. You treat the students of University A like this. I am afraid that the two teachers feel a little uncomfortable. You are all students, and sometimes you will inevitably speak out loud, but you are not malicious. This point Going to court for a trivial matter will do you all harm but no benefit."

Hearing Luo Xing's name, he subconsciously looked at Wen Zhuo, and found that the man frowned, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Teacher, let me tell you the truth. I'm not afraid of anything. I just want to find justice. I don't care about other things. You don't have to persuade me. It's a bit late. I'm going to bed first. You can rest too." , good night." Before waiting for the other party's reply, Lin Yunqing hung up the call directly.

After putting down the phone, he took a deep breath and looked at Wen Zhuo.

"Have you got useful information?" Wen Zhuo's expression returned to calm.

"Hmm." Lin Yunqing wasn't sure if he heard Luo Xing's name, but judging by his expression, it seemed like he didn't hear it?

Wen Zhuo snorted: "Is my name useful?"

Lin Yunqing was a little guilty, and her voice weakened: "It's easy to use, very easy to use."

"When will it go to court?"

"I don't know, look at Lawyer Chen, she will appear in court on my behalf."

"Should you sue two people?" Wen Zhuo recalled his call just now, "Is there someone named Luo Xing?"

Lin Yunqing's heart, which had just been let go, hung up again, and he nodded in a daze.He didn't know what kind of impression Wen Zhuo had of Luo Xing, but no matter what, he would not give up the lawsuit, at worst, he would resign and leave, and devote himself to being the successor.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sullen.

But Wen Zhuo obviously didn't notice his emotions.

"Is that an intern of our company?" He thought about this character, and finally got some impression, then raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Yunqing, he was not too stupid to be deceived.

"Isn't he a regular employee?" Lin Yunqing was also a little curious. Luo Xing only got an intern from Yalan?

"If Yalan really has this kind of employees, it should go bankrupt." Wen Zhuo was very indifferent to his own company.

Lin Yunqing: ...In the plot of the original book, you didn't go bankrupt, but broke into the whole world under the influence of the protagonist's halo.

"It's the same class as yours. I guess they were recruited by the school. They don't have a diploma yet, so they are definitely not regular employees." Wen Zhuo speculated, while recalling, why did Luo hurt Lin Yunqing the first time they met, it was obviously Ben followed him.

Thinking of this, he clicked his tongue softly: "After the trial results come out, transfer a copy to Assistant Zhou."

"Ah, why?" Lin Yunqing didn't follow his train of thought.

"Assistant Zhou transferred to the HR department."

Lin Yunqing's eyes widened, she was very surprised: "You want to fire him?"

"Otherwise? Tell Lawyer Chen to speed up and stop dawdling."

Although the plot was a bit unexpected, Lin Yunqing was still inexplicably happy. He shook his head happily, and said in a brisk tone, "Not bad, you are a righteous and moral boss." It's good if you don't have a love brain.

Wen Zhuo: ...that sounds a bit strange.