In the real world, he is just a fresh graduate of a fashion college, not the Lin Zhengrong who has been in the European fashion industry for five or six years and has begun to emerge on the fashion show.

Now that he is in the background, there is still a big gap between his level of judgment and the memory of himself.

Even if there is an extra layer of memory, some gaps in techniques can not be solved by memory alone, and countless exercises are needed, which is why he cut the prototype in the first place, mainly because of skilled cutting techniques.

It's like he hand-painted a fashion painting in front of Dean Zhang Yaojie before, obviously he knows exactly how to compose and how to graffiti, but when he starts writing, he is still very stiff, so Zhang Yaojie can see his disadvantages at a glance, even if he praised his creativity at the beginning, he also agreed with his basic skills, but when he finally left, he specially reminded him not to waste it.

The reason why he is not wasted is that it can be seen that his skills are still there, but his methods are obviously rusty.

All he needs to do now is make up for that.

For him tonight, to be able to complete the prototype of five clothes is to complete the task.

From staying in the zero degree studio at seven o'clock in the evening, once it was several hours, in fact, he still liked this state, from the beginning of picking up scissors to gradually becoming proficient, and then being able to skillfully swing the scissors in his hand.

This feeling of being able to control his body again because of his memory and then skillfully controlling his body again is really great for him.

Of course, his cutting can't be like the movie, the kind of gorgeous action under the pile of shots, it is impossible to wave the scissors, and cut out a piece of clothing in three or two clicks.

It still needs to be done slowly.

He enjoyed the feeling because it was the life he was familiar with, whether it was reality or the time and space in his memory, he spent the longest time in the studio.

Just when he was immersed in pattern making, the door of the studio was suddenly pushed open, Fu Hao went and returned, Lin Zhengrong was a little surprised, "Why are you here again?"

Fu Hao rolled his eyes, "What's the matter, seeing that you guy is almost eleven o'clock, and he hasn't come back yet, so I'll come and see you." “

"Ahh “

Fu Hao smiled: "Otherwise, Ma Yiheng and Sun Xu are afraid that your kid will not be able to think about it, so they specially asked me to come over and take a look." “

"Alright, don't be poor, go back. Lin Zhengrong said.

Fu Hao also smiled, "I thought you really regarded Teacher Liu Zhou's studio as a dormitory, and you won't go back." ”

Lin Zhengrong shook his head, "It's only now, don't be so desperate." ”

Indeed, although the time is tight, it is only the first day, and there is still time to come, and he is now proficient in the technique, and he can't be in a hurry if he wants to.

And there is another problem, that is, the dormitory will be closed at half past eleven, which is also the reason why Fu Hao came in person.

In the end, Lin Zhengrong wanted to clean the studio before leaving, but was dragged away by Fu Hao, "What are you still cleaning, it's not that you won't come tomorrow, let's clean it tomorrow." ”

"It's okay!" Lin Zhengrong thought about it.

So there was no insistence either.

When he left the studio, Fu Hao suddenly asked, "Why can't you get through to your mobile phone?"

Lin Zhengrong took out the phone, only to realize that he turned off his mobile phone, "I turned it off in order not to let others disturb me before." ”

Fu Hao rolled his eyes when he heard this, "You are really good, there is a commotion outside, and you are still here and don't care about anything." ”

Lin Zhengrong was a little curious, "What's the trouble." ”

Fu Hao explained, "Of course, it's on Weibo, and now there are a lot of big Vs reprinting it." ”

"What big V?"

"It's a famous Weibo blogger, and now on Weibo, he also launched a topic to let you get out of Yanfu. When Fu Hao said this, he was still a little indignant, "These bastards, let me seize the opportunity in the future, and if I don't kill these dogs, I won't be surnamed Fu." ”

Lin Zhengrong was happy, "If you don't have the surname Fu, what is the surname, the surname is Tu?

"Get out!" Fu Hao scolded with a smile, and after scolding, Fu Hao was a little puzzled, "You're not in a hurry at all." ”

Lin Zhengrong shook his head, "It's still before, this thing is not in a hurry, I still want to get out Bi She's works, and when Bi She's big show passes, these will naturally dissipate." “

"You're really good!" Fu Hao has no way to do anything now except be able to roll his eyes.

Of course, for Lin Zhengrong's mentality, in addition to admiring it, he still admires it, after all, not everyone can do this kind of thing like Lin Zhengrong so indifferently, he can't do it himself.

In the end, Fu Hao could only sigh, "You, I can't understand you more and more, I always feel that after you wake up, your whole person has changed a lot." ”

Lin Zhengrong smiled, there was no explanation, and there was no way to explain this kind of thing.

But soon, Lin Zhengrong couldn't laugh.

Because when he turned on the phone, he found that there were a lot of missed calls on his mobile phone, and in addition to a few guys in the dormitory, there were many missed calls, which turned out to be from home.

Most of them are from their parents.

Looking at the missed call prompt in the mobile phone, Lin Zhengrong was in a trance.

"What's wrong? Fu Hao wondered.

"It's a call from home. Lin Zhengrong explained.

Fu Hao still didn't understand, "Just call when you come to call at home, what's so strange." ”

Lin Zhengrong explained, "My parents never call me at this point in normal times, usually on weekends, something must have happened." ”

Fu Hao suddenly said, "You mean Weibo, your family knows about it, won't you?" ”

Lin Zhengrong smiled bitterly, "I hope so." “

"Don't think about it so much, let's call back first. ”

Lin Zhengrong nodded, but he couldn't press the call back for a long time, it seemed that he hadn't spoken to his family since the incident, and deep down he really didn't want his parents to know about his bad situation at school.

And in another time and space, he is an orphan himself, and after the fusion of the two memories, he always habitually ignores the existence of his parents.

"What are you doing stupidly, don't call back, what do you think. At this time, Fu Hao's puzzled voice sounded, "You kid, don't worry, don't dare to call home." ”

Lin Zhengrong didn't hide it, "I'm really worried, so many things have happened, if they know, they will be very worried, you don't know my mother's temperament, I can't say, she will fly directly to Yanjing." ”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's get a call back. ”

Lin Zhengrong thought about it, and finally pressed back to call Jian.

"Son, what are you doing now?" soon came the familiar voice of the mother on the phone.

Suddenly, Lin Zhengrong's body stiffened, and for a while, he was in a trance.