Guan Zhisheng went to the coffee machine, poured a cup of coffee on her desk, turned to look at her and said, "you can drink it. Come here quickly!"
Guo Zitong came over and Guan Zhisheng put her in her seat. "You do your business, I do mine, and take care of each other. From now on, we don't talk until we get off work."
Then he turned and walked to the sofa.
Guo Zitong sat on the office chair, picked up coffee and drank a few sips. Then he secretly glanced at brother Zhisheng sitting on the sofa. He has been working hard with his head down towards the computer. The charm of men's serious work is really good-looking, handsome and eye-catching.
Guo Zitong forces her peeking eyes back. Brother Zhisheng has been fully engaged in work. She also needs to get into work quickly. Later, they can get off work earlier and go to dinner together.
She has prepared the clothes for the fair, but she always feels that the main clothes are not perfect.
She took out her pen and paper and began to draw.
She grabbed the pen, drew on the design draft for a while, then held up her cheeks and thought for a while. From time to time, she took a sip of coffee from the cup. The coffee in her cup was finished and filled up soon. She didn't know, because she had been used to creating.
Just now, she was worried that brother Zhisheng was around her, and her heart could not calm down, but today's mood was surprisingly calm. She seemed to be on the open and uninhabited grassland, with only blue sky, white clouds and green grass in her mind.
As night fell, she slowly raised her head, stretched her waist and looked at the four designs she had just completed. She even spent an afternoon drawing a set of parent-child clothes. She picked up her mobile phone and looked at the time. At 6:30, she looked at the design manuscript just in front of her. She was satisfied with such an efficient design for the first time since she studied fashion design.
For the first time since I studied fashion design, I can design clothes calmly without distractions, and only spend three hours drawing my favorite parent-child clothes for four people: light blue is the main cloth, women's dress, skirt with some grass, men's shirt with a grass at the collar corner and some grass at the sleeve edge; The trousers are made of beige cloth, with lace like grass on the pocket edge.
She pursed her lips, raised her eyes and looked at brother Zhisheng, who was still lowering her head and busy typing the keyboard, "can brother Zhisheng speak now?"
Guan Zhisheng raised his head, pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand, and looked at the smiling girl, "what's so happy?"
Guo Zitong waved to him, "come here."
Guan Zhisheng stood up and walked over. Seeing the four newly drawn hands on her desk, he was surprised and asked, "did you just design this?"
"Well, do you think it looks good?"
"Good looking."
He picked up the design draft of women's clothes on the desktop and looked at it carefully for a while.
Guo Zitong looked up at him and said, "I'm going to use this parent-child outfit as the main product for the exhibition next year. What do you think?"
"Very good! I see your design draft. The material of skirt and shirt should be light blue, and the pants should be white. With a little grass, it looks good. Blue sky, white clouds and grass, if..."
"How to pull?" asked Guo Zitong, looking at him with a puzzled face.
"I like it very much. Can we keep it for our own use in the future?"
Guo Zitong looked at the design draft of the desktop, one for adults and one for boys and girls. What does brother Zhisheng mean?
There was some panic in my heart. I hurriedly said, "I'm hungry. Let's go to dinner!"
Guan Zhisheng smiled. "OK, let's go to dinner!"