Chapter 58 - 48: Let Me Try
In a local specialty restaurant, patrons were enjoying their food when they saw an RV pull up at the entrance. A handsome rich kid stepped out, leading four stunning girls inside.
Why did everyone assume he was a rich kid?
Simple. What broke nobody gets the chance to take four bombshells out on a trip?
"If only I had a girlfriend as beautiful as one of them."
At another table, a young man covered in dust from scraping putty sighed with emotion.
He envied this kind of "rich kid" who’d hit the jackpot in the birth lottery—carefree, with a flock of gorgeous girls surrounding him every day. Meanwhile, he himself was already twenty-five and still a single dog.
Guys like that rich kid across the room got to have the youth of many girls, while an ordinary person like him had to work his ass off just for the chance to have one of the girls they’d already had.
Truly, society is a bitch who only fawns over the rich.
While everyone else was green with envy, only Su Ran knew the bitter reality.
He swore that if he ever went on another "one-plus-four" trip, he was no better than a horny toy poodle.
Just one day into the trip, and the group’s dynamic was already off.
It was the kind of off where the "best friends" couldn’t stand the sight of each other, and he, Su Ran, was their primary target.
’Sigh. A man just ends up shouldering too many baseless accusations. Life is hard~’
’Wait a minute.’ Su Ran used his Goddess Authority to take a peek. None of them were on their periods; they were all in their safe windows. ’Logically, girls should be in their best moods during this time.’
For the sake of harmony on the rest of the trip, as the only man in the group, he felt it was necessary to cheer the girls up.
"Excuse me, boss," Su Ran said, stopping the owner who was serving a dish. "Besides the hot springs, are there any other fun local specialties?"
The owner replied, "Our specialties here are celadon and hot springs. You could go to the pottery street on Construction Road to see the traditional celadon culture. If you find something you like, you can buy it, or you can try making your own. The shop can fire it for you and ship it to you."
"Thanks." Su Ran looked at the girls. "What do you all think?"
The three of them answered listlessly, "Whatever."
Liu Jinyu said, "I want to try pottery. I’ll make the five of us, hehe~"
Su Ran said, "Then it’s happily decided."
After the meal, the group went to Construction Road, looked at some celadon, and entered a pottery studio. They tied on aprons and gathered in a circle, beginning to make pottery under the guidance of an instructor.
Interaction is the best way to strengthen friendships.
The three girls had never tried pottery before, so it was a novel experience. Their interest was piqued, and they started to cheer up. The only thing was, every time Su Ran praised them on how well they were doing, they would immediately crush the clay they were shaping.
Su Ran: "..."
’Their resentment is so strong. When did I even piss them off?’
’What a headache.’
’Girls are so much trouble.’
Liu Jinyu stroked the spinning clay with both hands and said, "It’s a little dry. Su Ran, help me add some water. Enough, enough! That’s too much water, it’s splashing everywhere... You’re so clumsy!"
With that, she threw the clay into the trash bin to start over, then looked at the piece Su Ran was working on.
"Hehe~ You need to be slower, don’t be in such a hurry. Gently press against the inner wall and push your way inside. Yes, just like that! Push in slowly, and then it’ll get wet. Oh dear, the opening is too small. If you use your fist to push in, you’ll stretch it too wide and ruin it."
"If I don’t use my fist, what should I use?"
"Use your middle and index fingers to slowly stir it, pushing deeper into the clay bit by bit."
Su Ran had no intention of using his Finger Technique Fragrance. Sometimes, a group needs interaction to build rapport; not everything requires showing off with Finger Technique Fragrance.
"I’ll fix it." He grabbed a lump of clay and started patching up the hole.
Liu Jinyu was speechless. "You already stretched it open. Even if you fix it, it’ll just be a patch."
Pfft~
The other three girls couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing. "What are you two talking about patching?"
"It’s... Oh, come on!" Liu Jinyu realized what they meant. "You three are so dirty-minded!" She grabbed a handful of clay and playfully smeared it on the other girls’ faces.
After their playful fight, the four girls were all smiles, their moods significantly improved. They gathered around again, all chiming in to teach the "clumsy" Su Ran how to do pottery.
Having finally discovered that Su Ran wasn’t good at everything, the four girls at last found a sliver of pride in front of him, and it felt incredibly satisfying.
In the end.
The five of them each completed a masterpiece. They handed them over to the staff to be shipped to Shanghai later, a memento of their time together.
At the same time, the group’s dynamic began to improve.
They walked out of the pottery studio.
Xiao Wanqing said, "Let’s go. Time to soak in the hot springs and relax."
The sun was setting, its final rays bathing the resort. They parked, got out, and were greeted by a view filled with bikinis and jiggling cleavage.
’What a wonderful world.’
As they approached the main lobby, they saw a banner that read "Traditional Painting Exchange Conference." The front desk staff explained that a group of painters and calligraphers were holding an exchange there today, and their works were also for sale.
The group just "oh"-ed in response, not particularly interested.
Su Ran had booked a private, Chinese-style villa with its own courtyard and hot spring. The attendant who led the handsome guy and his four stunningly beautiful, perfectly figured companions to the villa was internally cursing, ’Damn, rich people really know how to live.’
"You all go pick out your bikinis."
Su Ran said before heading to the men’s changing room.
The villa’s backyard had an open-air hot spring pool surrounded by a bamboo-decorated wall, giving it a quaint, antique charm. Many flowers were planted around it, and petals floated on the water’s surface amidst a thin layer of white mist.
Su Ran sat in the steaming hot spring pool, his arms resting on the edge. His body and mind were completely at ease. Days like this were truly relaxing.
On the edge of the pool, the Four Treasures of the Study—a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone—were laid out.
"Su Ran."
A voice called out from behind him. He turned to look...
The last rays of the setting sun shone on the "Four Young Actresses." They were wearing two-piece, boy-short style swimsuits, with bath towels draped over their skin. Walking barefoot on the flagstones, they looked so tender and delicate you could probably squeeze water from their skin. They approached, talking and laughing.