A few people just did what they said, and they didn't want to sit in the room and waste time anymore, even if they had similar experiences before, they didn't dare to make it big, and they still meticulously began to search for information.

A hundred flowers and a hundred flowers, not only to have flowers, but also to have a hundred existences.

In other words, flowers are not the point, but the most important thing is to let a hundred flowers bloom.

This title, which seems simple, is actually very difficult to operate. It seems that it is good to just fuse all the flowers together, but in fact, it is not, the growth law and flowering time of each flower are fixed, and if they are forcibly combined, they will not look good, and they will give people a sense of time and space.

Those who dare to integrate like this are either masters or have no knowledge of design.

Therefore, Zhao Qingluo also made a bold guess, thinking that the first game was to help the official screen people who were not professional at all.

A few people searched for information on the Internet, but after reading it, they always felt that something was missing, and in the end, they could only search for nearby flower shops or markets to see the real flowers.

But what is desperate is that there are not many flower shops nearby, and they are in a hurry to find materials, and the time limit is only two days, and they can't go farther.

In the end, Zhao Qingluo carried two pots of lilies and walked home with Lin Yuan and his party tiredly.

It's undoubtedly disappointing to have nothing to gain after a busy afternoon.

In the end, it was Zhao Qingluo who stood up to boost morale: "Forget it, even if there is a good flower shop, it is useless, now is this season, no matter how good the flower shop is, it is impossible to have any new tricks, it is better for us to think for ourselves, and our thinking can be broader."

Lin Wan nodded and sighed: "Alas, I'd better go find the videos of those flowers blooming first, anyway, I still watch more, I will always use it."

Zhao Qingluo looked out the window and suddenly realized that it was close to evening, so she breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Well, then let's do it today, wait until tomorrow and we will discuss it - I already have a general idea in my head now."

Before the words fell, the rest of the people suddenly looked at her with amazement, as if admiring Zhao Qingluo for what kind of quick thinking brain she had.

Zhao Qingluo smiled, and deliberately sold it without saying: "Okay, let's discuss it tomorrow, I'll think about it again when I go back today, and see if this is feasible."

Although several people were very reluctant, they were very curious about Zhao Qingluo's idea that she did not announce to the public, but they also understood her style of not changing the things she decided, and after pestering her for a while, they all sighed in disappointment and went back to their respective homes.

Zhao Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought about it, stood up and walked around the living room, and found that the house was simply empty lately.

Because of business problems, Yue Tingcheng often stayed up until all-night, and then simply fell asleep directly in the company, and when he got up the next day, he continued to drag his tired body to intrigue.

And Yue Tingcheng didn't come back, and he didn't stay in the house often, but now looking at it, he had a sense of strangeness about this exquisitely decorated house, and he only felt that from the green plants by the floor-to-ceiling windows to the carvings by the bedroom door, there was a smell of indifference everywhere.

When the four of them were together, it didn't make people feel so much, but Lin Yuan, Lin Wan and Bai Huahua left, and the house was so empty that it made people panic.

Zhao Qingluo sighed softly.

She picked up her phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally sent a text message to Yue Tingcheng, then took a shower and went to bed.

The room gradually turned dark.

Soon, the phone screen suddenly lit up, and two question-and-answer messages were displayed.

- I'll go to bed first, and if you come back, there's quick-frozen dumplings in the fridge, so you can get some of them yourself.

- Well, you sleep. I've been busy lately, and I still won't come back.

……

The next day was a sunny day, Zhao Qingluo felt that she was awakened alive, looking at the text messages on her mobile phone, she just yawned lazily, and looked like she was not sober tonight.

After being confused in bed for a while, Zhao Qingluo woke up. I turned on my phone and looked at the time, and found that it was quite abundant, so I stood up and cleaned up without hurry, and ate an unhurried breakfast by the way.

After breakfast, it was exactly half past eight, and Zhao Qingluo was about to take out her mobile phone to send messages to her friends one by one, when she heard a melodious doorbell from the living room.

She was overjoyed and trotted to open the door.

Standing outside the door were really three friends, all of them looked very energetic, and it could be seen that they had a good night's sleep last night, Zhao Qingluo smiled at a few people, and welcomed people into the house.

"I was just about to ask when you will arrive, but the doorbell rang, and when I opened the door, I saw that it was you, which was a great surprise."

Lin Yuan came here the most often, not as nervous as the other two. Entering the door, she showed that she swayed and found the apple and began to gnaw it, and when she heard the words, she couldn't help but sigh: "Don't mention it, I couldn't think of any good way to think of it for a long time last night, and I feel like my hair is going to be plucked out by myself...... I've been thinking about what you said last night. ”

She looked at the other party resentfully, and the meaning in her eyes directly gave Zhao Qingluo goosebumps.

She looked at Lin Yuan's full face and eyes that were not tired at all, but she didn't speak, she consciously admitted her mistake, and regarded it as a tolerance for her good sisters: "Well, then I'm sorry - the main thing is that yesterday my idea was not mature, and I told you, if it is not feasible, then it will not make you happy?" That's even more uncomfortable. ”

Bai Huahua's eyes widened, and he understood what Zhao Qingluo meant almost instantly: "So, do you think you are sure that this plan can be made by telling us this morning?"

"Well, the feasibility is really high." Zhao Qingluo smiled and nodded, a little embarrassed: "But this is just my personal idea, maybe you are not satisfied with something, so you still have to change some in the later stage."

Lin Yuan hurriedly shook his head, his face full of expectation: "No, the aesthetics of the four of us have always been similar, even if there is any disagreement, it can definitely be done with minor repairs, don't talk nonsense, you better hurry up and say the creativity for us to hear." After listening, everyone is embarrassed to give you ideas. ”

Zhao Qingluo looked around, looked at the other two people who were also curious, sighed suddenly, and simply explained: "What I think is that although it is named Baihua, there are too many flowers, and the flowering period is not the same, so it is not compatible at all." And if we only make the flowers that grow in a certain period, and some of them are too monotonous, the most important question is how to present these flowers in a single work without contradiction. ”

Lin Wan and Bai Huahua listened and nodded seriously.

They also understand this truth, just like an epiphany that blooms in the middle of the night, it can't grow in the same place at the same time as the proud plum on the cliff, which will not only be chaotic, but also give people a very unrigorous sense of child's play.

Then, I listened to Zhao Qingluo continue: "Anyway, the competition party doesn't stipulate where we need to use the design drawing, so we will play freely, take a relatively long piece of paper, unfold it vertically, and then draw a part of it on the paper according to the distribution order of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then fill in the flowers corresponding to each season."

Zhao Qingluo said, and couldn't help but take a piece of paper to demonstrate, her language was already streamlined, and at this time she was afraid that others would not understand, so she deliberately stretched out her hand to gesture, so that several other people were not stupid people, and they understood almost immediately.

"Oh my God...... Lin Yuan's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help but pounce on Zhao Qingluo and hug him, "Qingluo, you are simply a talent, how did you come up with such a good plan?" ”

Bai Huahua also smiled happily, and while laughing, he also changed and whispered: "Such a good idea, Qingluo, why do you still think we don't agree?"

Zhao Qingluo smiled embarrassedly and explained: "If you decide to do this, then the workload is very large, not to mention the paper, we must at least find out the characteristics of all the flowers drawn, otherwise once it is considered to be other varieties, then spring, summer, autumn and winter will immediately be meaningless."

Several people listened to her words, and they all fell silently into deep thought.

They understand that these words are not alarmist, and even, what Zhao Qingluo said, also reduces his harm.

The biggest appearance of this work, isn't it that the flowers appear in the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter? And if the flowers that represent autumn or winter bloom in the spring, then there is a problem with the wrong flower period as everyone imagined before, so although the benefits of doing this are visible, if they are not done well, the harm is also obvious.

In the end, Lin Yuan and Zhao Qingluo glanced at each other and decided to make this plan.

Without him, the creativity of this work is too great, even if it is Zhao Qingluo, in the face of such a trade-off, she can't help but have the idea of giving it a go.

So, the soldiers split into two routes, collecting information about the flowers of each period, and looking for tools that might be used.

When all the preparations were over, a few people suddenly realized that a whole morning had passed.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that time had flown by.

However, they didn't have much time to be sad here, Zhao Qingluo simply divided the blank paper into four seasons, which began to let a few people start writing.

Most of those who study design have some painting skills, so Zhao Qingluo is not worried that everyone has ideas, but there is no technical level of response, and flowers cannot be painted too ugly, nor can they have no characteristics.