translated_Chapter 93

93: Still Green.

93: Still Green.

Sen smiled somewhat embarrassed at the group, “The people here are a bit complicated.”

Zhang Kaizhe grinned, “It’s alright, Chinese people are always easier to deal with than those white folks.”

Sen shook her head helplessly, not saying much, and lightly knocked on the wooden door a few times.

“Knock, knock, knock–”

The person inside shouted, “Get in here.”

Sen awkwardly opened the door.

The person inside looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, judging by the voice probably a boy, dressed in a simple black robe, with long hair, and delicate features, resembling a disciple of a reclusive master.

Contradicting his appearance, the person was frowning at Sen, “Damn it, you’re finally here, I’m really fed up with living with this group of idiots, quickly get me switched, a bunch of evil creatures who don’t sleep at night and mess up the yard.”

Several young men standing nearby, shirtless, also looked speechless at the chattering child.

Sen quickly smoothed things over, “Alright, it’s only for a few days, Little Master Huan Qing, these are my friends who have come to ask for your help.” She leaned closer to Qiu Ci’s ear, “A little Daoist priest, from China, has a bad temper…”

It’s obvious.

Huan Qing walked over with his hands behind his back, sizing up the group, and finally stopped at Qiu Ci, “Why is there a foreigner? I don’t deal with foreigners.”

Zhang Kaizhe and Jing Yueming both broke out in a cold sweat for him, he really had no hesitation in saying such offensive words.

Qiu Ci was also a bit caught off guard, he put on his sunglasses, “Little Daoist priest misunderstood, I am also Chinese.”

“Oh, have you read the Four Books and Five Classics? To claim you are Chinese.” The little Daoist snorted coldly, and the young men next to him also spread their hands helplessly, they didn’t want to be stuck with this ill-tempered roommate either.

Sen quickly smoothed things over, “Huan Qing, don’t say that, this…”

“I’ve read all the Confucian classics you know, we should sit down and talk properly, I can help you solve the housing problem.” Qiu Ci greeted him politely.

Huan Qing “tsk”ed, “Trying to get rid of me with a few stinky coins. Smells like money, suffocating, damn it.”

Sen was about to reach her limit, “Huan Qing! If you continue like this, I’ll tell your master…”

Qiu Ci had never seen such a rebellious child in reality, it was simply impossible to communicate, which was precisely what attracted his interest, “A good person doesn’t argue, and one who argues is not good. There’s no point in arguing, if you want to talk about Confucianism, we can sit down first.”

Huan Qing gave him a disdainful look, “Are you a peacock? Showing off, a gentleman keeps his talents hidden, waiting for the right moment. Confucianism, forget it, speak, what’s the matter.”

Seeing that his emotions had stabilized, Sen quickly explained the purpose of their visit, “Little Master Huan Qing, they have a performance, it’s a fire pot, they need a few people to perform on stage, and they also need your help to play a tune.”

Jing Yueming whispered in Qiu Ci’s ear, “Should we find someone else?”

Zhang Kaizhe nodded in agreement.

Huan Qing narrowed his eyes, “What the hell is it?”

At this time, Jing Yueming stepped forward and took out his design draft, “I want to participate in a fashion competition, a performance in a special form, and I want to find some traditional instruments to accompany it.”

Huan Qing took the design draft, “What is this?”

“Clothes worn for the fire pot performance, I redesigned it, incorporating many things, such as Chinese tradition…”

“Stop, stop, stop, why does the fire pot performance need to incorporate Chinese tradition?” Huan Qing stared intently at this guy.

Jing Yueming was a little guilty from his questioning, “Because I want to promote…”

“Promote my ass, the fire pot is a foreigner’s thing, damn it, you few melons, messing around.” Huan Qing turned his head and started scolding those performers again, “The ancestors used ropes for the charcoal flower dance, you few wastes can’t learn it and insist on using sticks, damn it, the fire pot is from Italy.”

“Hey, we didn’t say it was Chinese, we were wearing foreign clothes during the performance.”

“You | him | mom are still making excuses, making excuses. Where’s my sword!”

The one who was most stimulated was Jing Yueming, he got his inspiration from creation, after watching several fire pot performance videos, the labels were all Chinese intangible cultural heritage.

Zhang Kaizhe also quickly checked the information, how could there be such a big mistake?

“It’s over.” Zhang Kaizhe cursed secretly, “It’s okay, I’ll check the literature when I get back, there are many doubts about this.”

Huan Qing looked at them coldly, “What doubts are there? Just change it to the charcoal flower dance, the charcoal flower dance was originally danced by ancient people in caves with torches…”

“That’s right.” Jing Yueming suddenly realized, “My original idea was civilization… Thank you, Master Huan Qing.”

“Damn it.” Huan Qing rolled his eyes.

Qiu Ci was on the side, unexpectedly pushed by Huan Qing, “What’s wrong?” he asked.

Huan Qing crossed his arms and said arrogantly, “I can help play a tune, but you have to do me a favor too.”

“Since you’re looking for me, it means it’s something I can do, right?”

“Yeah, just say whether you’ll help or not.”

“I’ll do everything I can to help.”

“Alright, righteous brother, that kid, if you have anything else in the design later, come find me.” Huan Qing hopped back into the house, and then carried a box out.

Under the curious gazes of everyone, he took out a stringed instrument.

Zhang Kaizhe was the first to question, “Erhu? No… this…”

“What? Looking down on me? When I play a tune, you were still smaller than your words.”

Jing Yueming nodded, “No hurry, I have to revise the design drawing again.”

Zhang Kaizhe felt like the sky was falling, “Do you really think this is a game? Although the specific date hasn’t been set yet, it’s at most two months, if it’s less, it’s only a month to prepare, and you still want to revise the design drawing.”

Qiu Ci didn’t care, “It’s okay, just treat it as a try, have fun, Yue Yue is still at home, I have to go back, Sen, you drive them back later.” He left the car keys to the group and took a taxi away.

It’s okay, just treat it as the kids messing around.

Since Huan Qing came, this team has completely become a game field.

Jing Yueming was studying new drafts in the corner of the studio.

Huan Qing and Sen were discussing music.

Su Yuyang was even dug up to go shopping with Zhang Kaizhe.

Hired craftsmen were performing some basic manual tasks.

Huan Qing scolded from time to time, which also led to Qiu Ci not daring to bring Yue Yue here at all now.

Zhang Kaizhe was sweeping the floor to make room for the newly arrived samples.

Huan Qing shouted, “Get out of the way, you messed up my things.”

“Huh?” Zhang Kaizhe looked at the pile of scrap metal on the ground, speechless.

Su Yuyang shook his head helplessly, “Where did Qiu Ci find him?”

Sen smiled apologetically, “Sorry, Huan Qing was the one I found, his professional level is beyond doubt, but his temper is just so-so.”

“Is that what you call so-so.”

Huan Qing turned his head sharply, “What are you two muttering about?”

The two quickly waved their hands, “Nothing, nothing.”

At this moment, Jing Yueming slammed the table, “I’ve finalized the draft.”

Everyone quickly gathered around.

Especially Zhang Kaizhe, felt like the sky had brightened, “Oh my god, finally!”