Zhou Qiqi was not discouraged at all.
She stayed by the dye vat the whole time, not bothering to wipe the various colors off her hands and face, her eyes bloodshot from staying up all night, but she was more focused than anyone else.
She humbly followed Master Ma's instructions, picking up the brush and practicing again and again, shaking her hand when her wrist ached and continuing.
Zhang Guoqiang ran around coordinating materials and encouraging everyone.
Master Ma stayed by everyone's side, like a pillar of strength, patiently guiding each person.
From initial awkwardness and failures, to occasional surprising local effects, and then to being able to basically control the general direction of the blending...
After many sleepless nights, countless bloodshot eyes, finally—
On a brightly lit night, when Master Ma lifted a piece of woolen fabric, perfectly dyed and brushed, from the fixative solution and gently shook it open, the entire workshop fell silent.
Under the light, the deep ink color, like distant mountains under the night sky, spreads layer upon layer on the fabric.
At the edges, the ink naturally blends and transitions into a clear, elegant moon white, without any harsh boundaries, just like the most exquisite ink painting on rice paper, with varying shades and a profound artistic conception.
This is exactly the effect of "distant mountains" in Zhou Qiqi's design!
"It's done! It really is done!"
After a brief silence, there was an irrepressible cheer!
The female workers clapped excitedly, some even wiping away tears.
All the hard work over the past few days and nights, and the countless failures, have been worth it at this moment!
Soon, the clear blue-gray gradient of "after the rain," the flowing purple hues of "evening mountain purple," and the harmonious shades of "ink pool"...
Zhou Qiqi's five sophisticated color schemes, like magic, leap from the paper onto the fabric, bringing them to life!
The "unevenness" that once plagued domestically produced wool fabrics has now become the most dazzling and unique artistic language!
On the night of her success, Zhou Qiqi did not let excitement cloud her judgment.
She gathered all the workers involved together.
"Sisters, our 'baby' that we dyed ourselves deserves a good name!"
Zhou Qiqi still had some blue dye on her face, but her smile was brighter than a lamp.
"Let's brainstorm and come up with a catchy name for our new 'Guanghua'!"
The atmosphere that had been tense for several days finally boiled over.
The workers chattered excitedly:
"It looks like a landscape painting to me! It's called 'Ink and Wash Painting'!"
"That deep blue and light blue color, doesn't it look like distant mountains? Let's call it 'Distant Mountains'!"
"Mushan Zi! That name is on the blueprint, it sounds so nice!"
......
Zhou Qiqi listened attentively, her eyes shining, and she memorized many names in one go.
Finally, drawing on everyone's wisdom, she made the final decision:
"Alright! Our new series will be called 'Ink Splendor'! The specific designs will use these beautifully evocative names you all suggested! However, we won't reveal the exact names yet; let's keep it a secret for now, there will be a surprise..."
She winked mysteriously, and the workshop erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.
Despair had long been cast aside; everyone's face was filled with pride in participating in creation and boundless anticipation for the future.
This time, everyone knows that the First Garment Factory is really going to fight a beautiful and triumphant comeback!
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