There are two easels in the studio, one is placed on it, which is the happy family that Xiao Ai painted before, and the other is the unfinished product painted by Jiang Yucheng looking at the family portrait.

Jiang Yucheng's painting ability is not bad, everyone's characteristics are very distinct, if it is other types of paintings, I am afraid that they will sell for a lot of money in the market.

Of course, this is Jiang Yucheng's own value.

However, it is useless now, he is just venting his thoughts about Zuo Xinxin and Xiao Cheng Xiaoai in this way, perhaps, he only has this way.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, followed by Aunt Chen's voice: "Young Master, the porridge is ready." ”

"Put it on the table."

Jiang Yucheng said lightly, and after drawing Xiao Ai's part, he slowly got up and went to the small living room.

On the table, there is a bowl of fragrant porridge.

After returning from the first time he took the specialty, Jiang Yucheng suddenly had a sense of disgust for wine, perhaps because Jiang Kenan sometimes likes to drink red wine when he eats instant noodles, or maybe it is the taste of annoying alcohol.

He would draw for a while every night and then drink a bowl of porridge before he could go to sleep.

Think about it carefully, it's like Zuo Xinxin's life before after coming home from work for dinner, reading a book for a while, and cutting a plate of fruit for them.

After drinking porridge, Jiang Yucheng returned to the room, skillfully turned on the smart player, and played Zuo Xinxin's favorite soothing music, every time he picked her up from work, Zuo Xinxin's favorite songs would be played in the car on a loop.

Accompanied by melodious music, as if Zuo Xinxin was still by his side, Jiang Yucheng closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

In his dream, on a normal day, he came home from work, and before he could go inside, he heard a crisp laugh from the living room.

Xiao Cheng Xiao Ai was chasing and playing in the living room, while there was a strong fragrance from the kitchen.

Entering the kitchen, he saw a familiar figure wearing an apron, and he slowly walked over and tried to call her name, but found that he could not make a sound.

Suddenly, everything in front of me changed, two people stood in the living room, no one else, the atmosphere was silent and solemn.

The person in front of him was looking at him, the eyes that had been sparkling before were full of disappointment at this time, such a scene was extremely familiar, Jiang Yucheng tried to explain, to explain why he hesitated in the first place.

But no matter what, he tried to open his mouth wide, but he still couldn't speak, not even make a sound.

The eyes of the person in front of her gradually became disappointed, indifferent, and finally unwavering, like the last look she looked back when she left that day.

Suddenly, the picture turned, the weather was gloomy, he was standing at the door of the villa, and there was a figure standing not far away, looking back at himself, and then silently turned around and walked into the distance.

Before he could make a sound, Jiang Yucheng pulled his legs and chased after him, but his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated, but his movements were extremely slow and slow, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with the figure in front of him.

In the end, I could only watch the figure not far away disappear from sight.

"Shin Shin!"

Jiang Yucheng, who was asleep, frowned, and suddenly sat up suddenly

, looked at the dark room, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The music didn't know when it stopped, the room was silent, Jiang Yucheng could hear the sound of his heart beating, he looked at the night sky that was also dark, and his handsome face was complicated.

Since Zuo Xinxin and Xiao Cheng Xiaoai left, he had never dreamed of them, either he couldn't sleep all night or got drunk all night.

Is this dream a sign of something, is it that they are coming back, or is it like in a dream......

Completely left.

Jiang Yucheng rubbed his swollen head, reached out and picked up the water cup on the bedside table, half a cup of cold white water down his throat, and his whole body was filled with a burst of coolness.

I can't sleep anymore.

Jiang Yucheng took the mobile phone casually, and it was only past one o'clock in the morning.

The next moment, he rolled over and got out of bed, went straight to Zuo Xinxin's room, and pushed the door in, as if there was still her smell in the air.

Jiang Yucheng lay on the soft bed, one hand on Xiao Ai's pillow, and the other on the back of his head, I don't know how long it took before he fell asleep.

……

After the finalization of the children's class uniforms in the White Crane Studio, Zuo Xinxin's design concept is gradually changing, her previous design concepts are the characteristics of domestic and foreign integration, but it is only suitable for high-end people, like an eagle soaring in the sky, and in addition, she does not know how to step on the ground, she can't design a style that fits the public.

She began to use her free time more often to observe the characteristics of the clothing stores around her, and turned them into her own, constantly revising and improving.

Then she found that her mind began to become enthusiastic and excited, as if she was exploring a familiar and unfamiliar territory, and it was a strange feeling.

During the preparation of the second batch of design drafts, Zuo Xinxin abandoned all her previous cognition and control of high-end brands, as if starting over step by step.

She regards Yang Tong as a model, and simply treats her as an ordinary person, not a first-line supermodel like Lu Xuan. Yang Tong's appearance is not surprising, he can only be called delicate with makeup, his figure is not standard, and he even has high and low shoulders, and he can find a hundred identical ones if he throws them on the street.

Zuo Xinxin took Yang Tong as the epitome, trying to start with the simplest T-shirt, and then slowly maintained a simple and trendy style step by step, and began to work on other clothing.

Even after finalizing the design draft, Zuo Xinxin did not rush to send it to the garment factory, but bought a few pieces of fabric from the neighborhood by herself, made a sample according to Yang Tong's figure, and let her wear it on her body, and gave feedback from various aspects such as comfort and visual effects.

And Yang Tong is also very powerful, every time the feedback and suggestions given are very accurate, Zuo Xinxin revised again and again, putting comfort first, followed by clothing style.

In the end, Zuo Xinxin's second batch of design drafts was finally determined, in order to ensure the change of style, Zuo Xinxin specially brought Lin He and Ruan Tang, plus Yang Tong, these three people are the auditors of her second batch of clothing styles.

When she invited Ruan Tang, the girl before also wanted to come over, but was rejected by Lin He, the girl looked a little sad, and she couldn't leave yet

Mingqi glanced at Zuo Xinxin.

But Zuo Xinxin didn't care much about these.

"Sister Xin, although I really like your style in the first batch, it is indeed difficult to control, and the second batch may be more suitable for me." After reading the design draft, Ruan Tang took the lead in expressing his opinions.

She is not a painter, nor is she a costume designer, only from the perspective of a consumer.

Ruan Tang said: "The first batch of clothes, just like the kind I often watch on TV, can only be worn by the heroine, and the second batch is much better, there are two I want to order now." ”

"Okay, it's still the same size as before, I'll definitely keep it for you when the time comes." Yang Tong can be said to not miss all sales opportunities.

Ruan Tang marked the two pieces she liked to Yang Tong, and began to ask what kind of match was suitable, Yang Tong recently learned a lot from Zuo Xinxin, and all kinds of professional vocabulary jumped out, and Ruan Tang was stunned when she heard it.

At this time, Lin He smiled and said: "This style has indeed changed a lot, it seems that you have absorbed all our suggestions." ”

Zuo Xinxin bowed slightly, in fact, she was also inspired by Lin He's paintings.

"However, with your current level, I am afraid it will be a little difficult to change quickly." Lin He changed his words and began to give advice, Zuo Xinxin listened to it, indeed, she has always been a mid-to-high-end brand, and if she wants to connect with here all at once, I'm afraid it will take a while.

However, the style of the second batch is already a big breakthrough.

After the discussion, Zuo Xinxin contacted the garment factory and sent the second batch of new clothes and studio uniforms together, and then, just wait for the receipt.

During the waiting period, the business of the clothing store still did not fluctuate much, but fortunately, many people went shopping during the winter vacation, so that the sales volume remained on the same line and there would be no zero sales.

A few days later, Zuo Xinxin received a phone call, saying that the studio uniforms arrived first, after all, a template, but the size is different, if there are no quality requirements, it can be made in one day.

On the day of arrival, Zuo Xinxin called Lin He, who came over quickly, looking at the half-person-high box at the door of the store, he scratched his head: "There are only a few dozen pieces, you don't need such a big box, right?" ”

People are big factories, but all shipments are in large quantities, and there are no small number of boxes at all.

Lin He tried it and found that the box was not very heavy, so he hugged it back.

When he got home in the evening, Xiao Ai Xing rushed back to the bedroom to change into work clothes, and then came to Zuo Xinxin: "Mommy, Mommy, do you look good?" ”

"What do you think?" Zuo Xinxin was cutting fruit, glanced at Xiao Ai, and the Q version pattern on the clothes looked very cute.

"Of course Mommy's design is good-looking." Xiao Ai blinked his big black eyes, and patted his ass like his brother before.

Zuo Xinxin came to the living room with the plate, and Xiao Ai ran to Xiao Cheng after him: "Brother, look, is it good?" ”

"Don't get in my way from watching TV." Xiao Cheng didn't even look at it, and waved his little hand to let Xiao Ai leave.

But the latter was not as good as he wanted, and blocked directly in front of the TV: "You take a look."

Hawkers! ”

"It's good-looking." Xiao Cheng spoke very perfunctorily.

Little Ai Sajiao: "You didn't watch it at all, you watch it quickly, otherwise I'll turn off the TV." ”

Xiao Cheng didn't know where his sister's rogue spirit came from, so he had to put his noble gaze on her clothes.

"You're wearing it backwards."

Zuo Xinxin subconsciously looked over, only to find that Xiao Ai was really wearing it backwards, just now she was busy cutting things, but she just glanced at it and didn't look closely.

Receiving her daughter's resentful gaze, Zuo Xinxin laughed twice: "My little Ai also looks good when she wears it backwards." ”

Xiao Cheng laughed very shamelessly on the side, so angry that Xiao Ai stomped his feet and pedaled upstairs for a long time without coming down.

A few days after the studio uniforms were sent, Zuo Xinxin received feedback from Lin He and Xiao Ai, and the children in the class liked it very much, but to Xiao Ai's disappointment, the other children did not wear them backwards.

Of course, Xiao Ai also kept this little secret of his own.

Before the second batch of clothing was produced, Zuo Xinxin received a second private order.

This afternoon, Zuo Xinxin sent Xiao Cheng Xiaoai home, and as soon as she returned to the store, Yang Tong hurriedly came over and said, "Boss, someone wants to make a custom, and now it's in the reception room." ”

(End of chapter)