Wei Yu took a shower in her room before going over. It was bedtime, so the photographer would definitely have to leave the room, which also contained video equipment.
Lan Qingyue: "..."
There's no privacy anymore. I can't even whisper a secret to Wei Yu anymore. When I wake up in the morning, I have to show my ugliest side to the audience.
Lan Qingyue lay down, her dark eyes fixed on a corner of the dark tools, and asked helplessly, "Weiyu, do you sleep with the lights on or off?"
Her sleeping posture is okay, but she's not always well-behaved. What if she accidentally kicks off the blanket and drools and it gets captured on camera? That would be so embarrassing.
Wei Yu said, "I'm fine with anything. Do you want to turn off the light? Go ahead and turn it off."
She didn't want everything to be filmed.
Without a cell phone, and unsure what to whisper, Lan Qingyue's gossipy nature began to stir. She glanced at Wei Yu every second, repeating this more than ten times. Even if Wei Yu was slow to react, she should have noticed by now. She asked, "Qingyue, what's wrong? Can't sleep because you're not used to sleeping in a new bed?"
"No." Lan Qingyue, caught red-handed, wasn't embarrassed at all.
As long as she's not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.
"I...I'm just a little bored." She really was bored. She had gotten used to having her phone with her, and this habit had suddenly been broken. She didn't even have time to adjust.
The two chatted on and off for what seemed like an eternity before finally falling silent.
During the mission, everyone doesn't need to gather together. After getting up and having breakfast, we can start working. Of course, if any group of guests hasn't gotten up by 8 o'clock, the director will politely wake them up.
The production team sent ten staff members out to purchase supplies, and they must return before noon.
"Isn't this time too rushed?"
Lan Qingyue finally realized the problem and bought the fabric back. They could cut the fabric in the afternoon, and if they were quick, they could start making one or two pieces. The production team gave each group of guests a sewing machine, an overlock machine, and an iron, and that was it.
In this situation, the two guests need to divide the work and cooperate, rather than doing it simultaneously.
Wei Yu had more competition experience than Lan Qingyue and fewer concerns. She patiently comforted Lan Qingyue: "The time is indeed a bit tight, but our design this time is not very complicated. I think if we speed up, we can finish it by tomorrow afternoon."
Lan Qingyue firmly assured, "Okay, I definitely won't hold you back."
The two of them had already finalized the design last night and it couldn't be modified anymore. The fabric hadn't arrived yet, and they had another important task to complete.
A 1:1 scale structural diagram.
They brought back what was on the first floor, saving them time by not having to run up and down the stairs.
The tricky part of this variety show is that, apart from the ten designers, the remaining ten guests come from the same circle, and very few of them know how to design. If it's draping, it's relatively easy to get started. But drawing proportions requires mastering certain data to make modifications or extensions.
"Qingyue, we still need to draw the proportions of the four dresses. How about I draw one, you take a look, and once you have a general idea, you can start drawing?"
Time is of the essence, and it would be unwise to make time to teach Lan Qingyue.
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