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Chapter 8 Collecting Styles

 Encountering a career bottleneck and unable to find a clue, Xu Shengnan and Xiao Fei took advantage of the spring flowers to take a quick trip. They returned to the sketching place for the college entrance examination training - a small water town with beautiful scenery.
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Walking on the stone road in the small town, Xiao Fei said with emotion, "The houses with small bridges and flowing water...have not changed at all."

Xu Shengnan chuckled and added, "Heartbroken people are at the end of the world."

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Xiao Fei thought he was here to relax, but Xu Shengnan bought some painting supplies and went to paint. When they walked to the river, there was already a circle of students sketching around them, with energetic faces showing concentration and seriousness. Xu Shengnan thought of himself and sat down with a smile.

, Xiao Fei was reluctant, she pulled him before sitting down.

Xiao Fei didn't move, and Xu Shengnan urged again: "Hurry up and draw."

Xiao Fei made no move.

"Let's paint together." Xu Shengnan prepared the painting tools for Xiao Fei and opened his laptop, "Draw quickly and don't let the kids next to you compete."

I don’t know which drama Xu Shengnan was acting in. Xiao Fei picked up the pen but there was always a difference.

"Nan Nan, isn't it appropriate for us to be here...?" Xiao Fei looked at the student next to him with an embarrassed expression.

"Why is it inappropriate?" Xu Shengnan looked at him with her chin and smiled, "Let's think back to our school days. We used to sketch together like this. You didn't like that time?"

Of course he liked it, but it was too sudden.

"I haven't painted for so long that my hands are raw." Xiao Fei said.

"It doesn't matter, just take your time to find the feeling." Xu Shengnan replied without any doubt.

Xu Shengnan didn't know what was wrong but asked him to draw. Xiao Fei felt like he was going back to the college entrance examination.

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After adapting to a week of "training", Xiao Fei regained some touch. Xu Shengnan sat next to him every day, although she was doing design, but she spent most of the time staring at him. Xiao Fei felt pain and happiness.

The students next to them looked familiar and came over to look at them.

"What school are you from?" Xiao Fei spoke first.

"From the Experimental School." The students replied, "Why do you come to draw every day?"

Xiao Fei and Xu Shengnan were no longer students at first glance.

Looking at the innocent expressions of the students, Xiao Fei smiled and said, "We were art students before, just like you. Seeing you sketching here, come here and recall the green years of the past."

"Oh, how many years have you graduated?"

"It's been more than ten years."

The students secretly took a breath and then said: "We are going back to draw."

After saying that, they turned around and whispered, "Come here to role play, middle-aged people really know how to play!"

Xiao Fei looked at their backs and couldn't laugh or cry. When he turned his head again, Xu Shengnan supervised him with his eyes as he continued to paint.

"Nannan, we draw here every day..." Xiao Fei reminded, pretending to be nonchalant, "Can't we always waste time here?"

Xu Shengnan stared at Xiao Fei's painting for a long time without knowing what she was thinking. When she heard this, she turned her attention to Xiao Fei, "Is it a waste of time to paint with me?"

"Of course not." Xiao Fei replied immediately.

"Then you don't like painting anymore?" Xu Shengnan asked immediately.

"Not really." Xiao Fei sighed helplessly, "I have regained my previous feeling these days."

Not only did he regain the touch and technique of painting, but he also relaxed his mood. However, he was afraid that she would encourage him, "I can't become a painter right away."

Xu Shengnan put down his brush and said, "Then let's take a rest today."

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Today there is a painting exhibition at the town art museum, and the painter happens to be their high school classmate, Qiu Yutong. Qiu Yutong was not there but only posted photos of the exhibition hall in the class group, recalling the days when everyone was training together. Xu Shengnan and Xiao Fei

Of course I want to support you right here.

Qiu Yutong took two years to enter the Academy of Fine Arts, and has been painting until now he has become a famous young painter. Xiao Fei stared at the paintings on the wall for a long time, and asked Xu Shengnan if he still thought he could become a painter?

Xu Shengnan looked embarrassed. Xiao Fei had been designing for too long, and the gap between him and the painter was obvious. Afraid that Xiao Fei would be too disappointed, Xu Shengnan said he didn't want to see it, so he pulled him out of the exhibition hall without telling his classmates that he was attending the exhibition.

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In the old streets of the town at dusk, the setting sun shines on the green water and green mountains, with white walls and black tiles. The "heartbroken man" saw this beautiful scenery and was addicted to it. Xu Shengnan and Xiao Fei were strolling on the street. Compared with most ancient streets

, the commercialization here is not that high yet, fast food milk tea chains have not yet entered, most of them sell local specialties.

Passing by a store with a "clearance" sign, Xu Shengnan was attracted by the cloth bags inside. She picked up a bag and looked at it carefully. The shop owner came over to introduce the pure handiwork, and the clearance was 50 per bag.

Xu Shengnan turned around and asked, "Is this blue calico?"

"Yes, the fabrics and printing are all handmade, which is the most traditional method. Bluegrass dye, soybean powder, and lime powder are used as dye paste, and the filter paste is leaked to make the print. You see, these patterns are different from those printed by machines...

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The shop owner really wanted to sell the bag and introduced it very carefully. Xu Shengnan was deeply attracted by these lines. She knew that the production of traditional blue printed cloth was complicated and it was all hand-printed and dyed. After drying, the pulp would inevitably have cracks, forming hand-made blue printed cloth.

The unique charm of cloth - ice cracks. Just like the shop owner said, the machine cannot make it.

Xu Shengnan couldn't put it down while holding the bag, and asked the shop owner why he wanted to clear out such a good product?

"The old master is gone, and no one in this village can make this kind of cloth. I will switch this shop to selling food." The shop owner replied.

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After paying, Xu Shengnan walked out of the shop with a heavy heart. After dinner, they returned to the B&B. They went to the rooftop terrace to sit on lounge chairs and watch the stars. Jiangnan couldn't see the stars, but bit by bit he seemed to be winking at travelers and asking them what they were thinking.

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Xiao Fei was chatting with Xu Shengnan, and she responded absently, so he asked: "What are you thinking about?"

Xu Shengnan did not answer, but Xiao Fei joked: "It is said on the Internet that 'bao' can cure all diseases, why are you still not happy after buying a new bag?"

Now Xu Shengnan sighed directly, "I participated in a designer sharing meeting before. A German designer came to China to buy the traditional fabric Xiangyun yarn. Like blue calico, Xiangyun yarn is purely natural and handmade, with a long construction period and low output.

It depends on the weather, so domestic designers don’t like to use it, but German designers have persisted for twenty years. Today the shop owner said that the old master is gone and he will sell it to others. If this continues, the blue calico will be lost..."

Xu Shengnan reached out and touched the blue calico bag next to her. She wanted to make this kind of fabric, and she should also make this kind of fabric, but when she thought of the fabrics in the warehouse and the bank balance, she could only put it down.

"If we work hard to develop and become stronger, we can protect those we want to protect." Xiao Fei said firmly while looking at the starry sky.

"Then how do we become stronger?" Xu Shengnan asked confused.
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