Chapter Ninety-Six: Grass

"Look at the uniforms I designed!" Just when Pu Dianjun was persuading Zhang Peijue and the others, Yan Guang showed Wang Er the sketch that took two days to complete.

The sketch is painted in the style of the SS M32 uniform, pure black, but some improvements have been made to some areas that must be improved, and some minor corrections have been made, such as the silver skull on the hat...

As for training uniforms? It is completely in accordance with the "olive green" that we are very familiar with, no matter from any point of view, "olive green" is a very beautiful military uniform, and for many Chinese it represents an era, but considering that there should not be such an avant-garde thing as camouflage in this era, although the style is "olive green", the color is gray.

"These military uniforms..."Looking at the two sets of military uniforms on the sketch, Wang Er didn't know what kind of evaluation to make at all.

By the way, because Yan Guang's painting skills are very superb, the military uniforms on the sketches are all abstract...

Looking at the abstract works on the sketches, Yan Guang's face seemed to blush slightly. "Sure enough, the works of the abstract school are not something you can appreciate, it seems that you still need to find a realist to polish it..."

Then, Wang Er was left alone and kept scratching his head. "It turns out that the so-called abstractionism refers to graffiti?"

Because Yan Guang was the governor, after an order, his subordinates quickly found a bunch of painters, "ink school"...

Looking at the group of painters in front of me who claim to be the best in Chengdu, but the youngest is also in his 50s, and the oldest is older than his grandfather in his 80s (when my grandfather was in his 70s, he rode a bicycle from a place where it took more than 20 minutes to take the bus to see me, amazing... Yan Guang couldn't say, "What I need is not you, get out of here." In this case, in the end, I had to let the group of painters follow their own sketches...

And then...

"Sure enough, he is the most famous painter in Chengdu, he is really good!" The paintings on rice paper, no matter how you look at them, are full of artistic conception, and even as long as you hang them in the room, you can make yourself full of taste...

Signaling his entourage to bring 500 pieces of ocean to distribute to several painters, Yan Guang praised the painting a few more words and then signaled them to leave quickly.

When several painters saw Yan Guang's attitude, they also felt that this young governor really respected the old and loved the young, so they left with the ocean in satisfaction. To be honest, if Yan Guang hadn't announced that tax exemption policy, with the prestige of these old people in Chengdu, even if Yan Guang was the governor, he wouldn't have been able to invite him.

But...

After a few painters left, Yan Guang thought about the 500 oceans he had just taken out, and looked at the few paintings on the table that were completely useless to him, he really wanted to cry without tears...

"Forget it, anyway, I just need to get a few sketches of military uniforms, and I don't need to make any works of art at all, and if it's just sketches, there should be special people in the garment factory..."

"Garment factory, garment factory..."Yan Guang's Huasheng company also has a garment factory in addition to the textile factory, so there is no need to trouble others.

But when Yan Guang arrived at the garment factory with a company of guards, looking at Yan Guang, who used to be the boss and is now the governor, the factory director and manager really didn't know what to call it...

"Just call the governor." Yan Guang, who has encountered this situation many times, waved his hand.

"Yes, Dudu!" The factory director and manager said respectfully. "I don't know what the governor is here this time..."They were also a little puzzled, they didn't know what the governor came to the garment factory for this time.

Yan Guang scratched his head, the humiliating thing of the 500 oceans just now must not be known to others, so he asked. "Do you have anyone here who specializes in sketching costumes?"

The factory director and manager were stunned, but they nodded quickly. "Yes, yes, of course!"

"Very well, then call him quickly, I have a sketch I want him to deal with."

Hearing Yan Guang say this, the factory director hurriedly asked one of his subordinates to call the person in charge of designing the clothing.

After a while, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 30s ran over.

"Governor, factory director, manager!"

The factory director and manager nodded, and then pointed to the middle-aged man who came over. "Dudu, this is the costume designer of our factory!"

Yan Guang also nodded, he didn't care what designer was or not, he just hoped to find a realistic painter.

"Come, come and take a look, can you draw these two outfits?" As he spoke, Yan Guang took out two sketches he had drawn and showed them to the costume designer.

"This..."Seeing such an abstract sketch, the costume designer was also stunned for a moment, but considering that this sketch was most likely drawn by Yan Guang...

"It's really a pretty good drawing," said the costume designer, who wasn't very good at lying, turned his face away and complimented him against his will.

Yan Guang, who knew what kind of sketch he had drawn, coughed lightly. "You don't need to compliment me, I know exactly what I'm drawing, so you just need to remake it as I ask."

"Understood." The designer was also relieved to hear Yan Guang say this, after all, his two abstract works are too abstract...

Took out two pieces of blank paper from the bag he carried, and the designer redrew them according to Yan Guang's two sketches, how to say...

"My 500 pieces of ocean flowers are really wronged..."Thinking of the few ink paintings on the table that were not used at all, Yan Guang really wanted to find a place to cry.

"Governor, what do you think of these two?" Seeing Yan Guang wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes for some reason, the manager on the side asked softly.

"Okay, just draw it in this style." As he spoke, Yan Guang pointed to a few positions with his fingers, signaling the designer to change slightly according to his own ideas.

In just a few hours of going back and forth, two sketches of military uniforms that completely conformed to Yan Guang's train of thought appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"This..."Although it was only two sketches, looking at the design on it, the director and manager of the garment factory had to nod, and the designer began to appreciate his own handwriting.

"How?" Picking up the two sketches, Yan Guang smiled proudly.

"Perfect, indeed perfect."

"That's right, Dudu, it's definitely not a compliment this time."

The factory director, manager, designer and a few others hurriedly said.

"But the Governor, the fabric of this uniform?" The factory director, who had already guessed that it would be used as a military uniform, touched his chin and asked.

Yan Guang also thought about it, although the design of the clothing style is very important, but only good fabrics can fully reflect the design.

"Let's use cotton for all, but the officer's winter clothes should be black wool, and as for the training, ordinary plain cloth can be used." The temperature in Sichuan is close to 40 degrees in summer, and it is okay to wear wool in winter, and it is a cup when you wear it in summer...

Moreover, the cost of wool is much higher than that of cotton, and if all wool is used, even Yan Guang can't afford it.

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