The small vase was made very smoothly, and the finished product is also very stunning, with a dark red color and patterns on the surface.
Li Ying couldn't put it down. After it cooled down, she held it and looked at it for a long time, then ran to buy a small box to put it in.
After the cherry blossom mold was opened, she became bold and sat directly next to Lan Jingyu. After he finished burning, she put the things into the mold herself and then blew air.
She saw that Lan Jingyu had no trouble playing, so she figured she could do it, so she had to do it by herself.
"You don't need my help?"
"No, no, no."
Lan Jingyu nodded, then stepped away a little after burning, "Move over."
Li Ying quickly got started, took the long handle, put the softened glass into the mold, adjusted the position, and immediately covered the other half of the mold.
The surrounding temperature was high and there was sweat on her forehead.
Lan Jingyu didn't help her, so she was in a hurry and blew into the tube. The first blow was too strong, her cheeks were stretched open, but she only blew half of it in. Instantly, she felt dizzy.
When she straightened up and calmed down, she remembered that the store manager said that she had to go fast, otherwise she would be unable to blow in when it got cold.
No, one more blow and she will die.
With this in mind, he quickly pulled Lan Jingyu over and handed him the pipe, "Blow!"
"Don't you want my help?"
"Stop being so nagging, it's getting cold!"
I was so anxious, but he still laughed!
Lan Jingyu smiled and took the tube.
He lowered his head and tried it, and he knew in his heart that this was useless. It was probably because it had not been burned properly just now.
"It's no use."
"ah?"
"It's cold inside."
Li Ying didn't believe it, "So fast?"
She reached over, used scissors to open the mold, and looked at it. Sure enough, it had been shaped, and it was a bulging pink ball.
"This is so difficult."
She sighed, held the handle and took things out to observe, "What's going on?"
Lan Jingyu stepped forward, pressed down on her chair with one hand, held half of her body together, and said, "I guess it will take a while longer."
Li Ying clapped her hands, "That's your pot! You didn't cook it properly!"
Lan Jingyu tilted his head and smiled, teasing her, "Why are you so dependent on others?"
Li Ying said confidently: "Life is so difficult. If you can rely on others, why rely on yourself?"
She pointed to herself and said, "This is my philosophy of life."
With that said, she put down the things in her hands and directed him, "Uncle Lan, keep burning."
"My neck is a little sore."
"Come on, you've done this before when you were helping me with my homework. I've already mastered this question!"
Lan Jingyu: "..."
Li Ying smiled proudly, poked his shoulder, and said in a sly tone, "Hurry up!"
Lan Jingyu loved her like this very much, fierce and full of milk.
He had to do whatever she said.
He fired again, melting the thing.
Li Ying leaned forward, her face unconsciously leaning on his arm, concentrating on counting every second.
Lan Jingyu only needs to hold the spray gun, it is not difficult, and he can naturally distract himself to look at her.
Looking down, he noticed her hands grabbing the shirt around his waist.
He raised the corner of his mouth and looked back, "Is it time yet?"
Li Ying shook her head, "No, there are still two minutes. Stop talking and be serious."
"oh."
It burned for a while longer.
Li Ying grabbed the time and shouted stop, "Quick, quick, put it in."
Lan Jingyu arranged the things with his own hands and gave her the pipe, "You want to blow?"
"I won't blow, you come and you come!" Li Ying followed suit and pushed his hand to urge him, "Blow quickly, blow quickly."