Chapter 157

Lu Yang saw the news in the mobile phone, slightly surprised, "sister Mang, who are you looking for?"

"Lanting." Gu mang takes a look at him, spits out two words lightly, plugs the earphone to lie on the table to sleep.

When Lu Yang hears the speech, his eyes are full of disbelief.

What did sister mang say?

Lanting?!

When xiaopang heard the name, he also reflected that the thief turned around and restrained his excited voice. "Brother Yang, you know Lanting, right? That's a brand that has reached the world fashion stage. Sister mang really wants them?"

This kind of designer will design clothes for these students?

Lu Yang stares at the sleeping girl.

……

Zhou Nan has been looking at the original design that night in the trash can.

I don't know if it belongs to my own dormitory or other dormitories.

They often come to their dormitories, and other students may come to draw pictures in their dormitories, but they are not satisfied and throw them away.

But the clothes designed in this picture are really beautiful. How can the author be dissatisfied?

Cross legged sitting on the bed, thinking about it, Zhou Nan took a picture and sent it to her cousin, "cousin, do you think this looks good?"

The news came back very quickly, "where did you get this picture?"

Zhou Nan replied, "I picked it up in our dormitory."

Zhou Xintang put down the album and pen in his hand, frowned, picked up his mobile phone and enlarged the picture.

Slightly scrawl lines, but outlines the charm of a dress, as if startled, like a dragon.

The design style is very crafty, beautiful and not vulgar, gorgeous and amazing, but also shows a bit of immortal spirit.

Zhou Xintang's heart was very tight. He ordered preservation and asked, "is this the only one?"

"Well." Zhou Nan glanced at the manuscript on her leg, "cousin, can this dress be made? It feels so beautiful."

Zhou Xintang eyes in the light is very bright, "at noon I go to your school near, you take the original manuscript to me."

……

Class is over at noon.

Zhou Nan walked out of the school gate and saw Zhou Xintang waiting at the gate, smiling at her, "cousin."

Zhou Xintang nodded, "did you bring the design draft?"

"Oh, yes." Zhou Nan took out the folded paper from his pocket.

The paper was crumpled and crumpled.

Zhou Xintang stares at this manuscript, eyes are not instantaneous, pursed lips to restrain excitement.

"Zhou Nan, have you shown this manuscript to others?" She asked.

Zhou Nan some strange look at her, "no, cousin, how do you ask?"

Zhou Xintang's eyes flashed and said with a smile, "it's OK. Just ask. Don't tell anyone if you remember this."

Zhou Nan belongs to the kind of stuffy silence in the Zhou family. Zhou Xintang occasionally talks to her. She listens to Zhou Xintang's words, "I know."

On the way back to school, Zhou Xintang has been absent-minded.

After a taxi, she lowered her eyes and went to the experimental middle school. Finally, she took out her mobile phone and sent a picture to her teacher.

By the end of the first class, Zhou Xintang was about to see if there was any news in wechat.

The mobile phone suddenly rings. It's the teacher's phone.

Just connected, there can't wait for the voice to come, "Xintang, is this your painting?"

Zhou Xintang didn't answer this question. With one hand in his pocket, he squeezed the paper tightly. "Teacher, how about this design draft?"

"How about it?" The teacher couldn't help but be excited, "I can tell you that if this picture is taken to this year's designer competition, you must be worthy of the first place!"

Zhou Xintang Leng in the seat, the noise in the classroom has become a fuzzy background, the heart faint dry.

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