Xiao Ran had just graduated, and it was inevitable that she would be nervous about independent design for the first time, so Wen Jing comforted Xiao Ran and picked a piece of meat for her.

"In the fall, you should think more about it."

Seeing Xiao Ran constantly struggling there, Wen Jing helped her think of a way.

"I'm already panicking at L&R right now, and suddenly I'm starting to envy you." In this way, Xiao Ran was already beginning to feel torment, and Wen Jing stayed in the stars.

Almost all the people in the stars are Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and L&R just belongs to the stars, and there are still many gaps compared to the stars.

Xingchen is a clothing department with the same name as the company, L&R is also a clothing department of Xingchen, and the director of Xingchen is Ye Chen.

In the company, Ye Chen is usually in charge, but most of the people in the company who came out of Xingchen before are more accustomed to calling him Director Ye Chen, and Ye Chen doesn't care so much, and he has been called Director Ye Chen Ye since then.

"It's because I did my own design before I came to Xingchen. The first independent design is also panicked. ”

"After eating, keep going." Xiao Ran laughed, and began to eat well after speaking.

After talking to Wen Jing, Xiao Ran's mentality has recovered a lot, and he still has to continue to work hard.

"It's just you, and you're still fighting like this."

After finding a job, I often have to work overtime to catch up with the manuscript, and after a long time of work, I gradually forgot about my sea of stars.

When I returned to the apartment after work in the evening, Xia Qing was sitting on the sofa watching the drama.

"Xia Qing, what do you think of in the autumn?" Xiao Ran lay on the sofa and looked at Xia Qing.

It's been more than a week, and the situation hasn't changed much from that day, and Xiao Ran has begun to despair.

“…… Is autumn and Mid-Autumn Festival OK? Xia Qing suddenly heard it and didn't think about it, and looked at Xiao Ran carefully as she spoke.

"......" Xiao Ran listened to Xia Qing's answer and entered the study disheartened.

[Does the sycamore tree count?] 】

【？ 】

Xiao Ran was still forcing himself to design, but Lu Jingchen suddenly sent a sentence without a beginning or an end, and he didn't know what it meant.

[The circle of friends you just posted. 】

As soon as Lu Jingchen said this, Xiao Ran remembered that after asking Xia Qing just now, he sent a circle of friends when he was disheartened.

[Well, I remembered. 】

Xiao Ran was about to send a message, but because the message to be sent was a bit long, the typing was too slow, and a voice message was sent immediately after.

[Sycamore, I suddenly remembered that there were a lot of yellow sycamore leaves on the sycamore trees on both sides of the road in the autumn of the school in the past. 】

It was sent over there as soon as it was posted, and it was a voice.

[Well, I just changed schools and saw it and thought it was beautiful, golden yellow, and there were also on the ground. 】

Lu Jingchen should be the only one on his side, except for his voice, which is only quiet, listening to him say these words, it is easy to remind people of the plane tree in the school in the past.

Lu Jingchen's voice has passed for several years, and it is not the same as before, but I don't know why when I heard Lu Jingchen's words, Xiao Ran thought of him in the past.

Because of Lu Jingchen's words, Xiao Ran will always think of the yellow sycamore leaves first when he thinks about designing, because of this, Xiao Ran doesn't pay attention to Lu Jingchen anymore.

After thinking about it for a long time in the study, Xiao Ran looked at his previous drafts and decided to set the style as, jacket, shirt and pants, this style is also quite suitable in autumn.

There are still two weeks, and today I specially put the previous waste manuscript together, just to pick a style today, and now it is also a solution to the problem.

Finally, it can be regarded as a harvest, not more than a week has passed, there is no thought, and the progress of the work is almost zero.

After solving the style problem, Xiao Ran could finally relax a little, and seeing that the time was not early, he didn't stay up late and went back to sleep.