During the days of rehearsing the drama, Sheng Zeqi also fulfilled a logistics responsibility. When they saw them tired of acting, they helped them hand in water and wiped their sweat. Everyone looked at each other from time to time and smiled.

While the intermission was at the break, Sheng Zeqi pulled Feng Zhijing to sit in the audience and showed her his picture album. The last few pages were painted with clothes of various styles. Not to mention, painting

It's really pretty.

He said that he admired Alice very much. Not only could he design clothes, but he could also make them by himself. He also wanted to make clothes for Zhijing to wear. So he had asked Alice to ask her to teach him how to make clothes before.

.He invited her several "teacher-apprentice banquets". After finally waiting for Alice to agree, but...this happened...

He felt quite aggrieved when he said this, as if his efforts were interrupted before anyone could see them. So he couldn't wait to let Zhijing look at his paintings first so that she could know that his feelings for her were

He is very serious. And he will also find another way to learn by himself, and he will definitely make clothes for Zhijing.

Seeing his almost silly persistence, Feng Zhijing was indeed a little moved in an instant. Although there was nothing more except this touch, but after all, she had experienced so much together in the Japanese world.

She didn't want to always treat him with the attitude of defending the enemy.

Even in order to commend his labor results, Feng Zhijing took the album and carefully read all the clothes he designed.

Seeing that she was so sensible, Sheng Zezhi was surprised and happy. He sometimes glanced at the picture album and sometimes looked at her with expectation, like a child who had finished his homework seriously and was waiting for his mentor to praise him for the first time.

"Well, they are all very good." After reading it carefully, Feng Zhijing closed the album and handed it back to him, "But don't bother too much in Tiantan. If you have time to make clothes, it's better to exercise yourself carefully and enhance your strength.

Only then can you have the capital to protect yourself. You also want to live and return to reality, right?"

She stood up and was about to go to Feiyu to arrange a scene. When she walked, she put her hands in her pockets, and she was still the cool and rational girl. Her "half-confession" just now seemed to be unable to excite her.

There is a little turbulence.

Sheng Zeqi didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and was a little disappointed. Compared with his previous joy, he now looked like a dish that had been mostly wilted.

Feng Zhijing walked out halfway, turned her head and saw his listless look, and shook her head helplessly. As if she couldn't bear it, she stopped for a moment, took out a hand, and gently put a strand of hair on her.

Behind the ears, the no longer tight side face lines, gently caressed the warm afternoon light that seeped into the window, and a gentle breath was rarely revealed.

"If you have the chance to meet again in reality, give it to me."
Chapter completed!