When I got my tools and returned to the "crime scene", Qin Chuan and Liu Sheng were trying to excuse me in front of Mr. Givenchy, who was silent.

I made such a big mistake, Qin Chuan and Liu Sheng really don't need to excuse newcomers like me, and if they don't do it, they will be implicated. It's hard not to be touched by their friendship, and I've rarely been touched since I can remember, and I wiped my head down on the table, only to feel a little sour in my nose.

After wiping the table, the two of them were almost finished, and I stood quietly with my head down, only to hear Givenchy say slowly: "I think, is there some misunderstanding?"

I didn't pay attention to his voice the first few times, but this time I realized that his voice was also very beautiful, like a fine velvet.

As soon as these words came out, the three of us were stunned, and I looked up and saw his smiling eyes, black, swirling.

He continued: "I almost hit my leg when my cane was not steady, and it was this young lady who saved me from danger. Instead, I panicked and knocked over the coffee cup. ”

He sat there elegantly, his dignity was naturally revealed, and he looked calm and calm. But for a person like him, he said that he knocked over the coffee cup in a panic, and when he spoke, he spoke unhurriedly, with a smile in his eyes, and swept the audience as if he had nothing to do with it.

Qin Chuan reacted quickly: "Mr. Fujisawa, this is what we should do."

He nodded, his eyes looked at me, my heart jumped, he looked at me, and asked, "This young lady, please forgive me for my gaffe, I wonder if you have been burned?"

I bent down and bowed, "Thank you for your concern, I'm sorry for frightening you just now."

He shook his head: "It's okay, you're doing a great job."

Qin Chuan said: "Mr. Fujisawa, please confirm whether the important files in the computer are backed up, and we will take responsibility for the losses caused to you."

"No need." He said, holding his cane to his feet, "Well, I'll go first." ”

The three of us bent down together: "Welcome to the next time."

I watched him walk out of the café, and Yanagi called me softly, "Susu, you go to the back kitchen first."

He still pronounced the syllables of "uncle", and my face was full of doubts: "Huh? How to ......"

"Susu, go to the back kitchen." Qin Chuan pushed me. I glanced at him and did so. After about five minutes, Qin Chuan came in, and asked with a hesitant expression on his face:

"I know you're asking why, Susu, remember what I told you on your first day of internship?"

I thought about it for a moment: "We don't accept waitress in the store."

"I also remind you not to indulge in men." He asked, "What do you think you're doing today?" ”

I whispered to him, "I just managed to keep his leg from being hit by a cane."

Qin Chuan stared at me: "Susu, you don't seem to know much about the situation. Mr. Fujisawa represents the Zhinian Foundation behind him, you are studying fashion design, and you must know its clothing brand Zhinian Shuxi. A boy like him is the best at acting on the spot, and you, don't mind if I say so, you are an international student who relies on grants......"

Knowing what he was going to say, I interrupted him: "It's okay, Qin Chuan, I think your misunderstanding is a bit much."

He looked at me, his eyes flickering: "Susu, I didn't misunderstand, you want to get close to Mr. Fujisawa, you ......"

"Qin Chuan." I interrupted him, "Thank you for saying this, although we have only been together for a short time, I think I treat you as a friend, and it is too important to have a little bit of spatriot love in a foreign land." However, Qin Chuan. I looked back at him, "Qin Chuan, you need to understand something, I, Su Su, I hate it when others snoop on my privacy." Not even friends. I emphasized, "Absolutely not." ”

He was silent for a while, and said, "I said, Susu, are you taking yourself too seriously?"

I said, "Why don't you look down on me?"

He snorted coldly: "You won't be looked down upon by me like this?" Where do you get your confidence? ”

I replied to him: "The important thing is that I take myself seriously, I take myself seriously, and I am happy."

He stared at me again for a long time, his expression gradually relaxed: "Do you want to know what just happened?" After a pause, "You can't imagine that Mr. Fujisawa called his bodyguard after going out, and asked the guests who took photos to delete the photos." Confirm that the photo is deleted before leaving. ”

“…… What the? ”

"The guests who were there just now took pictures. I guess it's either a tweet or a media outlet. He smiled and smiled, "Don't think he's for you, public figures like him are quite privacy-conscious, which is very similar to you." ”

"Qin Chuan, don't be so yin and yang when you speak, live like a woman with a long tongue."

A spark flashed in his eyes: "Susu, do you try it again?" Have you ever seen a long-tongued woman as stylish? ”

I glanced at him and nodded, "Well, I haven't seen it." After a pause, "However, the essence is no different. After saying that, he made Qin Chuan angry enough.

At this point, this is the end of the matter.

The weekend passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, on Monday, the academy began to officially start classes.

The new costume making classroom is not yet operational, so this week is a compulsory public theory course. Theory classes are held in different lecture halls, one classroom is large enough for hundreds of people, but the location is not concentrated, and it took me a lot of time just to figure out the location of these classrooms.

The theory course was boring compared to making clothes, so I spent a small part of my time between classes to prepare, and occasionally when I talked about something unimportant, I took out my sketchbook and made a few strokes to revise my personal design sketches.

Wednesday afternoon, it's an aesthetics class. Professor Oda, a costume esthetics teacher, is a typical Kyoto person, and on this day, he gave the case of Sooki Chinnen in class.

He said that to be able to design such a costume, Zhi Nianjun himself must be very Asassi.

Asasaki, gentle.

At this time, a male student whose name I couldn't name joked: "Sir, don't forget, isn't it too emotional for Professor Oda to describe a successful businessman with such words?"

The boy next to him chimed in: "Professor Oda and Zhinian's friendship seems to be very unusual. Ah, it can't be the kind of relationship that is legendary, right? ”

"Nonsense, the professor and the master of costume design," a girl covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Ah, sure enough...... I'm so shy. ”

Similar voices came and went, and the lecture hall was a mess, and there was no way to go up and down. For most of them, college is just a pastime to pass the time, but I am different. I've traveled thousands of miles from Neil to Kyoto, and I'm not here to study the number one major here, not for fun and profligacy.

I closed the book, a thick textbook on aesthetics, I picked it up, and immediately threw it at the desk, using a lot of force. Everyone in this lecture hall gave me a salute, including Professor Oda in front of the podium.

"This student," Professor Oda asked, "do you have any questions?" ”

Almost all of my classmates, who I didn't know well, were gloating, with a little expectation and excitement in their eyes. I know all too well what that means. Professor Oda is a rigid person, the lectures are not vivid at all, they are extremely boring, everyone is trying to find a way to create some fun in the class, and now, in the dark, I have become the introduction to stimulate their latent fun.

But they overestimated me. Professor Oda holds the semester credits for my subject, which is related to whether I will be able to get a full scholarship, which is very important for a poor student studying alone in a foreign country.

I calmly got up: "Professor Oda, I like the brand you just mentioned, I hope you can introduce it in depth."

The classroom burst into boos.

"Silence."

When the classroom was quiet, Professor Oda threw a gentle smile at me, and then, holding the microphone, asked, "What is your name, this student?" ”

"Susu." I subconsciously straightened my back.

Professor Oda nodded, and then said, "Susu, I think you probably know about next month's Zhinian Shuxi Autumn and Winter Conference. ”

I think of the autumn/winter fashion on Mr. Givenchy's computer, which turns out to be the new one for the next season.

Professor Oda continued, "I have received an invitation, but unfortunately there is something important on the day, so I have decided to present the invitation to you and ask you to attend on my behalf. He paused, "Well, please go to the scene and feel it carefully." ”

As soon as Professor Oda's voice fell, there were louder boos in the classroom.

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After dinner, Tomomi Nagasawa knocked on my door, knocked twice, and then pushed the door open without permission.

I was lying on the bed talking to Qin Chuan on the phone, and she probed in through the crack in the door: "Na, S, can I come in?"

I glanced at her and closed the line with Qin Chuan. I said, "Go to the living room, is that okay?"

She nodded and stuck her head back. Well, you didn't forget to close the door for me. I tidied up my clothes and hair and went out of the bedroom, where Tomomi Nagasawa sat on a tatami mat and waited for me, with two cups of hot tea on the low table. I walked closer and smelled the scent of barley tea.

I sat down across from her, and she pushed one of the cups over: "Please."

I took a small sip, I didn't really like the taste, but I didn't show it. Looking up, Tomomi Nagasawa stared at me with a deep face.

"Now, it's all spreading." She smiled and said, "S got the invitation to the autumn and winter press conference of Zhinian Shuxi. ”

She thought my name was a bit of a mouthful, so she changed her name to S. I lowered my eyes and looked at the teacup in my hand, it turned out that it was for this purpose.

"S is really super lucky, I heard that this invitation is difficult to get."

"Really? I don't know. ”

"Have you chosen the clothes you will wear to attend?" She said. I held the teacup and didn't make a sound. She exclaimed, "Isn't it possible...... S is going to go as you normally dress, right? ”

"Of course not. However, it is not ready. ”

That's why I spoke with Qin Chuan on the phone. I couldn't afford to pay for a fashion show, but fortunately, there was still half a month before the fashion show, and the café was short of waiters on weekdays, so I asked Qin Chuan to help me apply for a part-time job on weekdays, and I could advance part of my salary when I was done in half a month, at least I could buy a decent dress. As for the clothes, after attending the press conference, they can be discounted for cash, and half a month's salary can be taken back a lot.

"You, you don't plan to spend the next few years working part-time at a café, do you?" Yumi Nagasawa took my hand, "Knowing that Shuxi's new product launch conference, how many celebrities are present, can't you be smart?" Is there still any consciousness as a girl? ”

Seeing that I didn't speak, she said in a seductive tone: "S, look at you, you are so beautiful, the beauty of a girl can be exchanged for many more practical things, you must not waste it."

I looked at her, staring closely. This girl has a beautiful skin, and she wears light makeup and heavy makeup, but I smell a smell of decay from her.

She had to say something more, I let go of the glass, got up and left: "I'm a little sleepy. Sleep first. ”

"S......" she grabbed me.

"Nagasawa-san," I turned to look at her, "are you too lenient?" ”

"No...... I was just...... S ......" She was tearful and incoherent, with pleading in her eyes, as if everything was my fault.

How can there be such a person, when I first met, she persuaded me to change my name, and she was good at changing my name, but she was very popular, and almost the girls in the whole building called me that, and in the end, few could call me my real name. I never do things just to ask other people's feelings, self-righteousness, I endure them one by one, but now, she still persuades me to go...... Sell?

I couldn't bear it anymore, pushed her hand away, and said angrily, "Enough!" Then he didn't want to talk to her more, walked into the bedroom, and brought the door with a backhand.

It takes a certain amount of courage to tear your face with Tomomi Nagasawa, and after this incident, I have to face her sad tears every day, and almost the girls in the whole building treat me coldly, so I ignore it, continue to work and rest as usual, and run to the café non-stop after class.

I applied for a part-time job on weekdays thanks to Qin Chuan, but I didn't expect Qin Chuan to also apply, so I didn't have to worry about running in with my new colleagues, so I felt very kind. Tomogo Akiyama, a waiter in the same class, is a taciturn man, and I don't have much contact with him except when necessary. Qin Chuan said in private that he could be regarded as my life-saving benefactor, otherwise he would be depressed if he stayed with the ice cube of Autumn Mountain and did not freeze to death.

I smiled and didn't speak.

After work on Friday, I stood next to the famous Hankyu Department Store on the bustling Shijohe Street, where the main store of Zhinian Sooki Ready-to-Wear was located, and the models in the ready-to-wear were placed in the window, and the soft lighting gave birth to a faint sense of Zen.

Inspiration flashed in my mind, I quickly unzipped my backpack, took out my homemade handy drawing clip and pen, and sketched it out with a pen, just as I was drawing happily, my arm was hit hard, this collision came suddenly, I slammed into the glass window unsteadily, and the pen and paper fell in response.

I leaned against the window and took a breath, and a Japanese man who looked like a clerk kept bowing, "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I'm in a hurry and didn't pay attention for a while, I'm really sorry! ”

I was a little weak and waved my hand: "It's okay, you can go."

He hesitated for a moment, estimated that he was indeed in a hurry, apologized a few more times, and ran away.

I rubbed my arms, stooped down and cleaned up the scattered papers, and when I got to the last one, a pair of legs stopped in front of me, and next to me stood a walking stick, and the owner of the legs, wearing a pair of black leather shoes, squatted down in front of me. Then, a long, white hand slowly picked up my drawing paper.

My gaze slowly moved up to the hand, and the other person was wearing a very elegant silver-gray suit, white shirt, and tie was just the right amount of blue. Further up was the face of the man, perfect as a god, with a gentle smile on a face that I knew and was unfamiliar with, and my heart trembled as my eyes met.

He smiled, supported his cane in his left hand, handed over the drawing paper with his right hand, and greeted me: "See you again."

It seems that after the last incident, he made him remember me, which made me both excited and ashamed. Fortunately, while the mood was complicated, I didn't forget that his legs were inconvenient but he was squatting, taking into account his inconvenient face, I took the drawing paper while thanking him, and stood up naturally, and then he stood up with a cane. Only then did I realize that he was very slender, far above 180 centimeters.

I put the paper in my folder: "I'm sorry for you."

"Check to see if it's all there." He reminded me.

Actually, I didn't have an impression of the number of papers in this folder, but in order to cater to him and reduce a little embarrassment (I really don't know what else to say to him after talking about this topic), I pretended to be meticulous and counted the papers, and then reported to him: "One piece is not a lot."

He nodded, then looked at me with a gentle gaze, and when I noticed this, I lowered my head. In such a street with a soft night breeze and colorful cherry blossoms, being gently gazed at by a gentleman like Mr. Givenchy is a picture of how you look at it.

It's just that I can't afford this kind of beauty.

I lowered my head, tugged on the shoulder straps of my backpack, and said, "Sorry to trouble you again, I'll go first." Then walk away briskly.

Standing on the side of the road waiting for the green light, I wanted to finish the previous sketch, but I lost the inspiration that struck me at that moment, so I had to give up. It's just that my mind can't relax for a moment, and I think of Mr. Givenchy, of the scene just now, of his beautiful voice, and of his gentle face under the projection of the light.

Just as he was thinking about slowly stopping a black Bentley on the side of the road, a middle-aged man in a black suit and white gloves stepped out of the driver's seat, and opened the rear seat door without humility or arrogance. Seeing this, I moved to the side, and then a black cane came out of the car, standing firmly on the ground, and then a pair of long legs, and then looked up, hey, it was Mr. Givenchy who was still meditating.

In my heart, there was a hint of surprise in the consternation, but I restrained myself well, and I greeted him: "Hello."

He returned the salute elegantly, hooked the corners of his lips, and said in a tone like greeting a familiar friend: "Where are you going?"

"Back to school."

"Which school?"

"Beiyuan."

"What do you major in? Your school is well-known for its fashion design program. ”

"That's what I studied."

He smiled, nodded, and said to me, "I happened to pass by Beiyuan, so I can drop you off by the way."

When I heard this, I hurriedly waved my hand: "Don't bother you, I can take the subway, soon."

His expression became serious: "It is very dangerous for girls to travel alone at night, especially in the vicinity of your academy, there are often violent incidents, for your safety, please do not refuse."

I wasn't scared by him, but I was actually a good runner, and I was alert when I walked alone, so I wasn't very worried about that. Just as he was about to refuse, the middle-aged man who had been in the background urged in a low voice: "Young master, you can't stand for too long, otherwise you will ......"

He made a forbidden gesture to the middle-aged man, the man reluctantly closed his mouth, he turned to me, tapped the ground with his cane, and looked at me with a gentle but firm gaze: "Don't look at me like this, in fact, I can stand for a long time."

I suddenly felt my heart stagnate, and I looked down at my toes, but I couldn't help but glance at him, his legs, his cane...... I looked up, a little urn-like: "Actually...... I don't know you well, I don't even know your name. ”

"So," he asked with a smile, "can you let me send you if you know my name?"

I nodded.

He stared intently at me, his voice coming down the night breeze, and he said, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you that I was negligent. My surname is Fujisawa, Fujisawa Yuichi, this is my name. ”