Luo Feng watched as flowers bloomed one after another on Xiao Chun's phone. They were all for Number 15, whom she liked. Moreover, she was constantly cheering for Number 15 on the screen.
He still remembered Xiao Chun's initial downtrodden appearance. She was overwrought over the termination fee. At that time, Luo Feng had just rented this small farmyard for her to film. Whenever she saw a place that needed to spend money, Xiao Chun would ask if she wanted to deduct it from her future salary.
She was trembling like a little rabbit that had just come out of a cage. Any place that used money would make her frown.
Therefore, in the beginning, Xiaochun worked especially hard. She filmed videos in the day, and at night, in the dead of night, she learned skills from the computer. From ancient methods of making paper to mortise and tenon structures.
As long as she felt that skills were worth displaying, she would basically dabble in them.