"Take off ...... Off the list?! ”

I don't know why, when Song only heard these two words, he had no reason to "chuckle" in his heart.

Li Yunyun gently patted Song Zhi's shoulder: "Just kidding, as long as you think it's good." ”

"No, no problem, don't worry, I will definitely let you shine when the time comes."

When Song only said this, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but after thinking about it, maybe he was too careful, Li Yunyun and Shen Lang were just a simple working relationship.

While chatting, Song Zhi's mobile phone rang, and the caller ID showed that although she did not note her name, she memorized this phone number very well.

"Hello Mr. Jiang." She answered the phone, her tone full of respect.

Jiang Lan's voice came into Song Zhizhi's ears leisurely: "Only, do you have time for a while?" I'd like to invite you to come and sit in my studio. ”

O God! O earth!

This is the ceiling of the design circle, the leader, is Song Zhi's idol, and it is the designer she wants to become.

Just imagine what kind of mood you would feel if your idol called you and invited you to his company.

Song was only so excited that he hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay, I have time, I have time." ”

"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up." Jiang Lan could think of Song Zhi's expression at this moment, and said with a smile.

"Don't bother, Mr. Jiang, you can send me the address of the studio, and I can go over myself."

Jiang Lan did not refuse: "Okay. ”

Subsequently, she sent the address of the studio to Song Zhizhi's mobile phone.

The address of Jiang Lan's studio is not too far from the press conference, and Song only takes a taxi straight to the studio.

The studio is located in a golden district, but can find a quiet location in the hustle and bustle, Jiang Lan's studio is a three-story villa, the entrance is not small or large, and the courtyard is planted with a green plant and two large locust trees.

Jiang Lan personally went to the door to greet Song Zhizhi, for Song Zhizhi, it was like a great gift, and she hurriedly greeted her.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Lan smiled: "It's here." ”

Song only nodded, looking shy, as if a primary school student who had just gone to school had met his homeroom teacher for the first time.

Jiang Lan grabbed Song Zhizhi's shoulders, and the two walked into her studio.

Jiang Lan's taste is excellent, and the furnishings in the house are basically from the hands of world masters, especially a sculpture, which Song only likes very much.

"This is Sui Jianguo's work, it seems that you are very close to me and like his works." Jiang Lan introduced.

Song only smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't know much about this, but I just think the design of the sculpture is very special." ”

Jiang Lan likes Song only directly, it is always more sincere than those who want to please deliberately, and the two of them walked into her lounge: "Is it okay to have coffee?" ”

"Well, thank you, teacher."

Jiang Lan poured Song only a cup of coffee, put it in front of her, and said: "Only, let me say directly, I like your talent in design very much, I don't know, have you ever considered it, and plan to find a teacher to continue your studies?" ”

The content of her words was like a big pie falling from the sky to Song Zhizhi.

Just ask, a figure with a ceiling in the industry actually wants to accept her as an apprentice.

Song was so excited that he didn't know what to say, clenched his hands, and nodded vigorously.

Jiang Lan looked at her and couldn't help laughing, she sat next to Song Zhizhi and patted her shoulder: "However, if you want to be my apprentice, it's not a simple thing. ”

"Hmm!" Song Zhizhi's emotions were too excited, and he grabbed Jiang Lan's arm: "Teacher Jiang, can I eat...... Forehead ......"

In the emotional conditions, Song only hiccups at a very inappropriate time.

She originally wanted to say "I can endure hardship", but before the word "bitter" could be spoken, she suddenly hiccuped, and in an instant, Song Zhizhi's face turned red all of a sudden.

Jiang Lan couldn't help laughing: "It's a blessing to be able to eat, and only when you are full will you have the strength to work." ”

Song was only teased by her idol, and she was even more embarrassed, she quickly covered her mouth, afraid of burping again, but on the contrary, the food at noon was too good, and she did show considerable combat effectiveness in terms of what she could eat, and she ate two bowls of rice in one go.

"Don't be nervous, I know what you mean."

Jiang Lan picked up the coffee, took a sip, and then put down the coffee cup: "Before again, I knew you, you are now working for Yueran Clothing Company, and you are not an independent designer. ”

Song only covered his mouth and nodded.

Jiang Lan said: "I can see that Yueran not only gives you a stage, but also gives you confidence, why don't you come to me every Saturday and Sunday every week to learn design with me, are you willing?" ”

"I do, I do."

Jiang Lan smiled, got up and walked to the cabinet, took out a thick, worn-out notepad in it, and put it in front of Song Zhizhi: "This is my experience in design over the years, and I have some professional knowledge, you can take a look first, if you don't understand something, you can call me at any time." ”

Song only solemnly picked up the coffee cup and made an apprenticeship salute.

Jiang Lan was very satisfied with Song Zhizhi's performance, and chatted for a while, she said about the top of this Young Fashion Designer Grand Prix: "In this competition, you don't have to take it too seriously, the water is too much." ”

Song only understood that the teacher was comforting her.

She also understands that Lei Yuling can be a judge in a clothing design competition, and how small the moisture can be: "Teacher, I know, thank you." ”

Jiang Lan bowed his head and said, "However, I would like to see what kind of design you can make in the next competition." ”

"I won't let my teacher down."

Jiang Lan took her on a tour of the studio, and finally, let Song only see the studio's latest design.

It was an unfinished work, made of black silk fabric, embroidered with gold thread to create an ink painting.

Jiang Lan introduced: "This is the work of the designer in my studio, can you see what flaws there are in this skirt?" ”

Song only put her chin against her chin, frowned slightly, looked at the unfinished work in front of her, thought for a while, and slowly said: "If it is an ink style embroidery, black fabric and golden silk thread look very mismatched, if the white fabric is mainly black, white and gray, this not only highlights the Chinese style ink painting, but also looks a lot more coordinated." ”

Jiang Lan nodded with satisfaction: "What if, the owner of this skirt wants to use black fabric?" ”

"Then ......" Song only groaned, thought for a while, tentatively spoke, and asked, "Is it possible to use white silk thread for embroidery?" ”

"If it were you, how would you design it?"

Jiang Lan glanced at the drawings on the work, Song only understood what she meant, walked over, picked up a drawing and began to paint.

According to her own idea, she drew a black skirt, with white as the main picture, and drew pieces of feathers, Jiang Lan walked over and looked at Song Zhi's design.

"Teacher, do you think this is okay?"

Jiang Lan picked up the design drawing: "Yes, it not only meets the customer's requirements, but also highlights the design of this skirt, using white silk thread as the embroidery pattern, which makes the feathers very white, but the design is still a bit simple." ”

After speaking, she picked up the pen and made changes to Song Zhizhi's design drawing.

On the basis of the original design, Jiang Lan embellished the hem of this skirt with black feathers.

"Here we can take goose feathers and make black feathers with special dyes, and we can sew the feathers with silver threads interspersed with black threads, so that the dress will have a different beauty in the light."

After Jiang Lan's guidance, Song only instantly felt that the design of this skirt had improved by more than one grade.

Jiang Lan said: "I will leave the production of this skirt to you, which is considered your homework for your first class." ”

The dyeing and sewing of feathers are very difficult, which is not a simple matter for Song Zhizhi, who has no experience in this kind of production.

She hesitated, but finally agreed.

Half an hour later, Song only held Jiang Lan's experience in clothing design and took a taxi back to Fresh Yaju.

Song was only immersed in the design and couldn't extricate himself, read half of Jiang Lan's design experience in one breath, looked up at the clock on the wall, and it was already dinner time.

When she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Shen Lang looking at Erlang's legs, spreading his arms and lying on the sofa as if unintentionally.

"Learning is over?" Shen Lang stood up and walked towards Song Zhizhi.

Song was only curious, so he asked, "How do you know?" ”

After Shen Lang confirmed his relationship with Song Zhizhi, he became very clingy, as long as he was like a sloth in the absence of people, he had to be on Song Zhizhi's body.

He hugged Song Zhizhi, put his angular chin on Song Zhizhi's shoulder, and said in her ear with hot breath: "I've been here for more than an hour, and you are so focused on studying that you completely ignore my existence." ”

Shen Lang's voice was soft, like a feather, gently caressing Song Zhi's heart.

The president is coquettish!

Song is only so small and simple, how can he parry it.

Her face flushed, her body softened, completely ignoring the president in front of her, and she seized the opportunity to start eating tofu.

"It's just a baby, I'm hungry."

Shen Lang lifted Song Zhi's chin, squinted his eyes slightly, and stared at her beautiful eyes.

Song only thought that she was going to kiss her, so he hurriedly avoided his head: "That...... So what you want to eat, I'll make it for you now. ”

"I ...... Wants to eat you. ”