At the Educated Youth Corps, Wen Lan looked at Lin Nianhe's sketch and frowned deeply as he pondered for a long time, asking, "Hezi, what's this fancy thing you've created?"
Lin Nianhe was cracking hazelnuts, and replied vaguely, "Head Flower, isn't it obvious?"
Wen Lan flipped the paper around several times, completely unable to figure out which side was up. She looked at Lin Nianhe, completely puzzled, and pulled on her braids, "You're not short on money, why don't you just buy a ready-made Head Flower from the Cooperative Society instead of going through all this trouble?"
Lin Nianhe straightened the paper and pointed at the design, "Don't you think this looks better than the ones sold at the Cooperative Society?"
Sister Lan pursed her lips and studied it for a long time, then reluctantly nodded, "It is a bit better than those at the Cooperative Society."
"Can you make it?" Lin Nianhe didn't bother explaining further and just asked directly.
