Felix Qiu took the dumpling wrapper and put it in his hand, picked up the filling with his chopsticks, and then pinched it twice skillfully. In about two or three seconds, a chubby dumpling was placed on the table.
"Change," Felix Qiu said, and picked up another dumpling. In the same two or three seconds, another dumpling was placed on the table, "Change!"
Brody Wan was so stunned with Zhang Pi'er in his hand that he didn't even care about the dumplings. Sterling Bian kept staring at Felix Qiu's hands. Felix Qiu's fingers were very long, and the movement of making dumplings was quite beautiful. He stared at it for a long time. Then he said: "Have you ever sold dumplings?"
"Well, actually just pinch it. I do it for the sake of appearance," Felix Qiu responded and gently threw the dumplings wrapped in his hands on the table, "Change!"
"Don't change..." Sterling Bian always thought Felix Qiu was quite mature. He was usually a little serious with everyone. He was nervous when Qiu Yan was scolded. Now that he had changed so much, he suddenly felt that Felix Qiu was just like that, quite childish. He put the dumplings in order one by one. "Have you really sold dumplings?"
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