Instant Affinity

Chen Gang smiled flatteringly and made a welcoming gesture. "President Lin, please come this way."

Lin Jingchen walked over and sat down in the direction he pointed. The chair made of Red Pavilion Wood was very comfortable and carried a pleasant fragrance.

This put Lin Jingchen, who had been feeling a bit irritable, in a slightly better mood.

He placed his phone on the table in front of him, rested his hands flat, and folded them in his lap, casually leaning back against the back of the chair.

Then, a playful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes shone slightly as he looked at Chen Gang in front of him, wondering what he was thinking about.

His gaze remained fixed on one spot without moving, as if something had caught his attention.

Seeing this, Chen Gang's heart skipped a beat. Rumor had it that this President Lin did not like women; could it be that he had taken a fancy to him?

He felt that although he was dashing and strikingly handsome, he didn't like men either-the ones he liked were beautiful, mature women.

Still... for the sake of his company, he could reluctantly give it a try with him; after all, President Lin was not bad-looking.

In fact, what he didn't know was that Lin Jingchen was not looking at him, but at the teenager in the room over there.

Inside the pottery room, because he was wearing white clothes, Bai Chen had to put on an apron over them.

Bai Chen sat on a chair, his fair hands deftly stroking the clay pot in front of him, shaping it into one lovely form after another. This was what he excelled at most.

The skin at the back of his neck was as delicate as fine porcelain.

He wore a light blue and white plaid shirt with the cuffs rolled up loosely, and a black watch on his wrist that was simple yet carried a touch of elegance. Every glance and smile of his was dazzling.

His light-colored pupils always revealed a hint of childlike innocence, and his fair face wore a smile as bright as the sunshine.

Bai Chen did not notice that a pair of burning eyes was sizing him up.

Instead, he focused wholeheartedly on the ceramics before him.

As Bai Chen continued shaping the clay, he suddenly realized that his mood had improved a lot since coming here.

Back in the dormitory, he still had to prevent that Gu Cheng from coming back to retaliate against him.

Perhaps a teahouse could help a restless person calm their mind.

After a little while, Bai Chen finally finished the clay pot that had taken him an hour to make, and next he just needed to apply a little something to it.

The pottery master watched his finished piece from the side and also revealed a look of disbelief, praising, "Little Chen-the finished piece you made is great. Have you studied this before?"

A piece of this quality could not be shaped without a certain foundation and skill.

Bai Chen thought for a moment, laughed, and declined modestly, "Sort of, but it's just an interest. The quality is still far from comparing to yours. I'd still like to learn more from all of you when I have time on weekends."

Hearing this, the various masters all laughed happily, thrilled that their craft could finally find a successor.

They immediately began fighting over him.

"Little Chen... why don't you come and learn from me next time? It's not easy to find someone as deft and clever as you." The master in the distance was the first to snatch him up.

Another one immediately interrupted, "Hey-your craft isn't very suitable for Little Chen to learn. Let me teach him instead."

"No, no, no-" Several other masters were all scrambling for him.

Bai Chen:...

He just wanted to come and learn a small craft; why were they all fighting to make him their apprentice? It was impossible for him to pursue this kind of career in the future. Even though he had the heart for it, he didn't have the time!

He repeatedly declined, "Masters, stop arguing. I'm quite busy normally and only come here occasionally. If all else fails, I can learn different crafts from each of you. After all, you can never have too many skills!"

This was the only method he could think of at the moment.

Hearing this, the masters indeed stopped arguing and all agreed.

They all agreed with hearty laughter.

Seeing that they had finally stopped arguing, Bai Chen smiled too.

Bai Chen: This kind of atmosphere is really nice.

Back when he was in his pottery class, his peers would often fight over younger students to make them their successors, arguing fiercely.

Because this subject was truly too unpopular, it was really not easy to find an apprentice with good skills.

Fortunately, a junior female student had voluntarily acknowledged him as her master back then, otherwise his craft would have had no one to inherit it.

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What Bai Chen did not know was that every move he made inside was captured in the eyes of Lin Jingchen not far away.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jingchen also wore a gentle smile at the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with warmth.