It's been a long time since Bai Hetaro felt like this, this sudden Daigo empowerment, deep down in my heart is full of imagination, and I have to quickly vent it.

She quickly found the paper and pen - there was it on the coffee table in front of her, the pen was still the pencil that Zhuang Yan put on the coffee table in the living room and used to make annotations in the magazine when reading the magazine, the white paper was torn casually, there was a stack of white paper on the coffee table, it was Zhuang Yan's, I don't know what it was used to record, there were some English written on it, Bai Hetaro didn't think so much, turned it over, and found a clean piece of paper, she thought that Zhuang Yan didn't leave anything behind, it shouldn't matter.

She brushed twice, and soon the outline of a simple woman with no facial features was outlined on the paper.

Alice in Wonderland is a British fairy tale, and her clothes and accessories are naturally British.

- Alice's socks, Bunny's suit and pocket watch, and Mad Hatter's hat.

The white crane taro wanted to fit the theme.

Although there are 1,000 Hamlets for every 1,000 readers, and Bai Hetaro doesn't know what other people's minds of Alice are like, no matter what, everyone's Alice basically has one thing in common: long curly blond hair, a blue skirt and a white lace apron, blue and white striped socks, and brown leather shoes.

In other words, these are the most basic elements, and Bai Hetaro drew a long curly hair on the silhouette of this woman, and when it came to the style of the dress, her mind suddenly flashed the scene she saw that day.

It was that day, the day she came to report to the company, she had a car accident in the parking lot and hit the car of Cheng Yiyu's boss, who was the girl, the young foreign girl, who had curly blond hair and wore a bright green retro dress.

Hakutsuru still remembered the girl, even if she didn't see her face, but the feeling was too hard to forget. The skirt she wears, mid-length, is simple and elegant.

When Bai Hetaro came back to her senses, the model in her hand had already drawn the outline of the dress, it was a dress, the mid-length waist was cinched, but the skirt was slightly fluffy, which looked a little playful, and the texture she chose a somewhat stiff gauze - so that the skirt would naturally rise.

She knew that the material of the yarn was easier to see, especially the feeling of direct contact between the somewhat stiff yarn and the skin, so she added a white silk lining to it.

The skirt was sewn with white lace at the edges and nailed with pearls.

This dress was not colored, and naturally it was not made out, but Bai Heyu closed his eyes and gently rubbed his fingers over what he had just drawn, and the appearance of this dress had already begun to appear in his mind.

She can even imagine what it would look like on a model.

It's thin, it's elegant, it's a little bit naïve, it's like that's how that ad gives her.

Bai Hetaro sat slumped on the sofa, looked at the drawings in his hand, and let out a long sigh.

Even if it's drawn, so what? It is worn on people, the way it is shown, it can only be stored in her own mind forever, these things, can only stay in her desk drawer forever, and then when she is unhappy, she throws them into the trash, they are unattainable, companion

Bai Hetaro suddenly felt very depressed.

She didn't want to continue, she didn't paint shoes and accessories for the model, and she wasn't in the mood to decorate the details of this dress, let alone continue to design the second piece, she put Zhuang Yan's notebook aside, and when she reached out to tear off this page, Bai Hetaro's mobile phone rang.

Bai Crane Taro has no friends, Ran Die is barely one, their intersection was a long time ago, at that time Ran Die fell to the bottom of her life, the situation was probably worse than Bai Crane Taro, she wanted to commit suicide when she was rescued by Bai Crane Taro, Bai Crane Taro inadvertently saved Ran Die who wanted to commit suicide, and Ran Die also had the courage to live, and later when Bai Crane Taro was in trouble, she was also willing to borrow money to help the master Bai Crane Taro.

As soon as the phone rang, Bai Hetaro really thought it was Ran Die-after all, no one would contact her except the agent now.

So Bai Heyu's mobile phone is rarely called except for work, she picked up the phone, a little puzzled, and when she saw a string of unfamiliar numbers displayed on the mobile phone screen, this doubt was even more expanded.

"Hello, hello?"

Bai Hetaro exhaled and asked.

Hearing her polite and unfamiliar tone, the other party seemed to find it interesting.

"Little Crane."

The moment he heard this voice, Bai Hetaro was shocked, and even the hand holding the mobile phone trembled, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning.

The voice was so familiar to her, and when she heard it, it was as if she was back in that nightmare.

"It's you." Bai Hetaro took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Yes, Xiaohe," the other party laughed lightly, "I didn't expect you to hear my voice at once, worthy of you." ”

Bai Hetaro frowned, she felt that she was even breathing rapidly: "What do you want?" How did you know my number? ”

"Little Crane," the other man's voice sounded a little pleasant, "can you change the tone of your voice?" After all, I'm your uncle! If you don't tell me my phone number, you want me to call you personally? ”

"You're not," Hakuru said quickly, her heart began to beat rapidly, and her blood seemed to boil, "What the hell is the matter with you." ”

The other party smiled again: "Xiaohe, in fact, you don't need to be so afraid of me, and your uncle won't do anything to you, right, after all, I am your own uncle." ”

"I don't want to hear that."

"Then I'll be blunt, I've been a little tight lately, 20,000 yuan is a trivial matter for you."

Bai Hetaro took a deep breath: "Why should I give you money?" ”

"If you don't give it, you'll regret it later - I can't guarantee that I'll do anything to you, I even know your phone number." The other person's voice sounded very calm and free.

Bai Hetaro was about to collapse, she was fully aware of the methods of her uncle, who was unlearned and unskilled.

He had come to blackmail her more than once after her parents had died, even if she hadn't given her money once.

She couldn't believe that her biological uncle, who was addicted to drugs, blocked her in the alley for money and tried to rob her, but fortunately she escaped that time.

"I'm going to call the police," Bai Heyu forced himself to calm down, "If you dare to do this again, I'll call the police." ”

The other party's phone suddenly hung up.

Bai Hetaro sat down on the sofa.

Zhuang Yan walked out of the room at this time.

She changed her clothes and put on makeup, and she looked like she was going out.

Seeing Bai Hetaro lying on the sofa in a slump and covering his face with a pillow, Zhuang Yan felt a little strange.

Although the feelings that the white crane taro usually gives her are sometimes negative - she always feels that there seems to be something wrong with the white crane taro lifestyle.

But in general, Bai Crane taro is still normal, for example, she will think of working hard to work hard and make money.

But this white crane taro who buried himself in the sofa is obviously so low that it is abnormal.

Zhuang Yan paused there for a while, and Bai Hetaro didn't move.

"White Crane Taro." Zhuang Yan spoke.

Bai Hetaro still didn't move, but a muffled voice came: "Huh? ”

"I'm going out."

Bai Hetaro replied weakly.

Zhuang Yan walked towards her.

But her eyes fell on the coffee table.

On the coffee table is her notebook, on which she sometimes writes down some useful information, but these days her work has obviously encountered a bottleneck, and it is very difficult.

Her gaze lingered on the top of her notebook.

It was a painting.

No, it's a painting, it's better than a fashion design.

This is the design is not finished, the model only draws the top half, and the legs are all blank, but the outline of the dress is faintly visible.

The sketch was clearly drawn in a hurry, with messy lines that had not had time for careful retouching.

Zhuang Yan picked it up.

The skirt in the painting is a very classic style, but if you look closely, it doesn't look like it - the skirt is wide.

Zhuang Yan thought the dress was still interesting—if it could be finished.

"White crane taro, this is what you painted?" Zhuang Yan asked.

The white crane taro responded.

Zhuang Yan was stunned, she really didn't expect that this would be painted by Bai Hetaro, because this manuscript, although the lines are messy, but from the whole, it can be seen that the level of the person who paints is definitely professionally trained.

At that moment, Zhuang Yan seemed to think of something.

"You said you studied abroad in France?"

Bai Hetaro slowly sat up from the sofa, and the pillow she used to cover her face was thrown aside by her, and her face was a little dull now.

"yes......"

"In what school?"

Bai Hetaro didn't know Zhuang Yan's intentions, and told her the name of the school in a daze.

Of course, Zhuang Yan had heard of this school, and she had no idea that Bai Hetaro would study in this school famous for its design - she thought that Bai Hetaro was just a third-rate star who came out after graduating from high school.

Zhuang Yan does feel tricky about the fashion industry, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have aesthetics.

Although the design of the white crane taro is still very rough, Zhuang Yan can feel that this design can be recognized by the public.

Zhuang Yan originally planned to go out, but at this moment, she also disrupted the plan, and she sat down next to Bai Hetaro.

At this time, the white crane taro was shocked.

Isn't Zhuang Yan going out...... Why did she still sit down next to her, still holding her design draft in her hand......

"Why don't you finish it?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Bai Hetaro paused before saying, "...... I remembered some bad things and thought it was boring, even if I had painted them, I wouldn't have made them into ready-to-wear one day. ”

She didn't mention her uncle's matter, because even she herself found it very boring to tell the gold lord about it.

Zhuang Yan lit a cigarette.

She took a puff and slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

Bai Hetaro glanced at her.

Zhuang Yan's smoking posture is very elegant, with her impeccable side face, looking at it from the perspective of Bai Hetaro, she feels that it is inexplicably a little exciting.

She actually felt that Zhuang Yan's side face would make her feel a little moved......

But I heard Zhuang Yan ask, "Why don't you give it a try?" ”

Bai Hetaro felt strange: "What? ”

What to try?

Zhuang Yan turned her face to look at her, she still maintained the posture of holding a cigarette between her index finger and middle finger, and said lightly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in being your life coach." ”

"There are some things, if you don't give them a try, how do you know that you can't do it and it won't work?"

Zhuang Yan turned her face and looked at Bai Hetaro.

"Isn't it true that everyone understands such a simple truth?"

Bai Hetaro understood what Zhuang Yan meant, this truth is so simple and popular, of course she understands.

She lowered her head and smiled: "Miss Zhuang, maybe you are willing to try, but I am different from you, I always can't take this step......"

Before she finished speaking, Zhuang Yan got up from the sofa, she snuffed out the cigarette in her hand, and her tone was still light: "Then I'll take you to take the first step." ”