30. Sketch
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Jean held the pen in his hand, and the slightly rough tip of the pen danced on the sketchbook that was already somewhat used, leaving a series of vivid traces. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Info calmly and quickly sketched the outline, and the movements between his fingers did not pause much, only occasionally wiping some useless lines with the back of his hand. The observant gaze kept shuttling between the sketchbook in his hand and the "model" in front of him, although it was still so calm, but it could still clearly make people feel that he wanted to suppress, excited and happy.
It's just that for Beidou, it is really a little unsettling to be stared at almost intently by another man on the inside of a "male". From Jean, the sight that can almost see through the other party's body through the clothes also made Beidou twist his body unconsciously.
It was only now that Beidou regretted the "conditions" he agreed to, but since it had already "begun", it would be rude to leave halfway.
"Don't be so nervous, it's just a sketch. β
Perhaps sensing that "Mary" was a little restless, Jean stopped the movement of his hand for the first time from just now until now, "There is no problem with a small movement to relieve fatigue, and the outline has been determined." β
The condition put forward to Beidou is to delay some time for Beidou to make a sketch for Beidou. Rather than a request, Beidou felt that this kind of request was probably an honor for "ordinary people", so many well-dressed gentlemen and ladies had eaten on the deck before, and as "Mariana", he could not only come to Jean's room, but even let him paint for himself......
"Sorry, just feeling a little nervous. β
Beidou coughed dryly, and the sound of the tip of the pen scratching the paper sounded again, but this time Jean did not continue to be silent as if he took into account Beidou's nervousness.
"Did you and your lady come here with the fabric to show off your skills as a tailor?"
"It's not like that, we ......"
After a pause, Beidou looked into Jean's eyes, and at some point he had stopped his movements again, waiting for Beidou's answer.
"My lady and I came to this ship in search of the most talented designers and tailors. β
Wanting to find designers and tailors to help design and sew clothes may seem a little "pure", but there is no shame in it. After all...... It's better than those celebrities who simply come here just to "try on clothes".
"Designers and tailors?"
Jean's gaze turned, "Aren't you supposed to be ......?"
"Well, my lady needs a dress that is strong enough to match any opponent who may come up at a grand ball. β
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Jean was silent for a moment, then picked up the brush again, only this time there was no longer the pleasant "swish" sound from before, "This is not an easy task, first of all, there is a suitable design, and then it needs a careful and talented tailor." If you want perfection, then in the choice of fabric...... I see, it seems that you have brought very precious fabrics. If you don't mind, can you let me take a look at it first?"
"Absolutely. β
"So, I opened it. β
Jean picked up the suitcase, placed it horizontally on the workbench, and then took out the handkerchief and wiped his hands very carefully, and carefully unscrewed the knob of the suitcase.
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The crisp voice, and at the same time, seeing the fabric in the box, let him tremble unconsciously. As with Pierre's previous movements, he stretched out his hand tremblingly like a weak old man, but he hurriedly withdrew his hand at the moment when it was about to touch the fabric.
Of course, it was obviously much more stable than the playboy, so I could see something different.
"This taste...... Is it a leaf?" Rang's palms fanned cautiously, and his brow furrowed, "It smells of trees, but it doesn't look like it's been dyed by some dye." β
"You're right. Seeing that Jean soon had "doubts" about the fabric, Beidou seemed a little excited, after all, this obviously means that Jean's "skills" and "knowledge" in this area are better than Pierre, who can only flirt with girls and boast about Haikou.
"It's leaves, it's cloth made by kneading leaves. β
"Yes...... But what kind of leaves make such a fabric...... There are almost no traces of crushing, and the flexibility looks very good. β
Clenched his fists, Jean turned his head suddenly, "This...... What kind of tree are the leaves? I've never seen ......."
"That'...... That ......"
This is the leaf of the World Tree that ordinary people may not see in their lifetime, and of course Beidou will not be stupid enough to say this kind of answer casually. Just as he was hesitating as to what method to use to get Jean's question over, the reasonable earl in front of him suddenly loosened his clenched fist as if he realized something.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I overspoke. β
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Without taking any more chances, he closed the suitcase very decisively, "These are indeed very precious things, and I will keep them in the most suitable place in the future, please rest assured that you and your young lady will not worry." β
"Thank you. β
"Ahh I promise by virtue that I will never do anything with this box of fabrics. The previous calm made me seem a little nervous somehow, and my words became incoherent.
And then ...... And then...... Well...... Actually, I also know a little bit about tailoring, and although I don't dare to call myself anything, I still have some confidence. So...... Well, so ...... Please...... Let me keep drawing. β
"What?!"
Obviously, if this development continues, shouldn't the next sentence be Mao Sui's self-recommendation?
"Absolutely. β
Beidou, who nodded, sat back in the chair again, but this time it wasn't her who was nervous, but Jean, who was painting.
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The sound of the pen was noticeably faster, making his hand, which had been steady before, tremble, and his gaze kept wandering, but it was not because he was observing the "maid" in front of him.
This must be nervous, although it is hard to imagine that such a calm and elegant gentleman would be so nervous and uneasy when hesitating, but Jean's appearance is not bad in Beidou's eyes, but it has the feeling of a big boy.
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"Now, let...... Can I call you that, sir?"
With a flick of his fingers, he almost threw out the paintbrush he was holding in his hand, and in order to hide the embarrassment just now, he hurriedly closed the sketchbook, and he didn't seem to plan to draw anymore without his previous state.
"My pleasure, please say what you want. β
"Although the design drawings have not yet been finalized, there is still plenty of time. β
Before Jean could speak out of excitement, Beidou said, "If you can, can you please design a dress for us first?"