Chapter 53 White Moonlight Substitute 19

As soon as the holiday was over, Yao Rong returned to her previous life rhythm. In addition to exercising to restore her body every day, she read literature and scientific magazines on new energy and new materials.

She has a cutting-edge vision that is far beyond this era, and has personally experienced countless scientific changes. What she lacks is the theoretical foundation in the field of new energy vehicles. When these theoretical foundations were supplemented little by little, the number of words in the two documents created by Yao Rong before began to increase slowly.

Of course, during this time, Yao Rong also found time to do one thing.

She asked someone to find a connection and transferred Su Xining's fiancé Cai Zhouyu from City A to City D.

In this way, Su Xining had no reason to continue to pester Bo Shan.

Bo Shan's troubles were solved.

Afterwards, Yao Rong directly contacted the editor-in-chief of D City Daily and broke a piece of information to the editor-in-chief of D City Daily -

Su's Timber Company had set up a scholarship program to support students to study abroad. But secretly, people from Su's Timber Company interrupted the scholarship, not only forcing the female student to interrupt her studies and return home, but also forcing the female student to repay the scholarship in full within two years.

Logically speaking, Su's Timber established this scholarship program to establish the corporate image. If they give out scholarships, they will never ask students to repay them in any way, and there is no relevant provision in the contract.

Therefore, Su's Timber's request for Bo Shan to repay the debt is absolutely unreasonable.

In other words, Bo Shan agreed without thinking in order to get rid of Su Xining's entanglement.

After spending some time to confirm that the revelation was true, the D City Daily immediately launched a related report and questioned the corporate image of Su's Timber.

Su's Timber launched an emergency public relations, and the first thing it did was to contact Bo Shan and inform her that she did not have to repay the scholarship.

A few days later, Yao Rong received a call from Bo Shan.

On the phone, Bo Shan obviously did not know the reason why Cai Zhouyu was transferred to D City, nor did she know why the D City Daily would do a related report, but this did not prevent Bo Shan from feeling happy.

"My life is finally back on track." Bo Shan burst into tears of joy when she was excited. "I don't have to pay off that debt, and I can continue my postgraduate studies."

"It will get better and better in the future." Yao Rong expressed her blessing.

Yao Shiyun has not been idle recently.

Every time Yao Rong went downstairs to drink water, she would either see Yao Shiyun sitting on the sofa reading fashion magazines or watching the fashion shows of various luxury brands over the years.

It was not known how many classic shows Yao Shiyun watched before she stopped this behavior. Instead, she held a sketchbook every day and drew on it, very devoted and focused. But when Yao Rong approached to see what she was drawing, Yao Shiyun would hold the sketchbook tightly, saying that she wanted to keep it secret.

"Then you continue to draw." Yao Rong smiled helplessly and turned back to her study.

Yao Shiyun opened the sketchbook and looked at the half-finished drawing.

She has a very important professional course this semester, called "Clothing Structure Design and Production", but the final grade of this professional course is not based on the test score, but only on the clothing design homework that students finally submit. The homework score is the final grade of this course.

Since the teacher assigned this homework, Yao Shiyun has been thinking about what kind of clothes she wants to design, but she didn't have any ideas for a long time. It was not

until the May Day holiday that she saw the newlyweds at the resort and learned the origin of the two wedding dresses on the bride. Yao Shiyun suddenly had an idea on how to complete this homework.

She is just a sophomore. She has no solid theoretical foundation and no superb skills. To design satisfactory clothing, she must devote all her love.

So, she wants to design a long skirt for her beloved.

A long skirt with soft and comfortable fabric and beautiful and novel style.

***

The teacher of the course "Clothing Structure Design and Production" is the vice dean of the Fashion Design Department of University A.

She has been the teacher of this course since the college opened this course.

As time gradually came to the end of the semester, before the deadline for homework, the vice dean received hundreds of emails, all of which were homework submitted by sophomores.

On this day, the vice dean came to the college office early in the morning and planned to start correcting students' homework.

She read the homework emails in chronological order, starting from the first one.

When she saw the fifth email, the vice-dean's brows were already knitted tightly.

"These kids, we gave them so much time to do their homework, but their attitude was so perfunctory..."

After all, these students are just sophomores, and the vice-dean did not require them to design works that are novel and flexible, but the design drafts even have some very basic problems, which is obviously an attitude problem.

The dean's desk is next to the vice-dean's. When he heard her words, he smiled and opened the lid of the thermos cup: "Good seedlings are hard to find."

The vice-dean sighed helplessly and continued to correct the papers.

This revision lasted until the afternoon.

She had a class at four o'clock in the afternoon. The vice dean looked at the time. There was still an hour left before four o'clock, and there were only nine emails left. It was just right for her to correct all these emails before going to class.

So the vice dean sped up the progress.

Soon, she corrected the third to last email.

The vice dean casually clicked on the email, glanced at the design draft casually, and suddenly said "Huh".

"This work..."

The vice dean quickly enlarged the picture of the design draft, carefully examined it for a long time, and opened the document named "Clothing Design Concept" to read the design ideas of this student.

When she read the last line of the document with thousands of words, the corners of the vice dean's lips slightly raised, and finally turned into a smile mixed with relief and joy.

Almost all students designed clothes suitable for their own age group.

After all, they knew too little about the aesthetic tastes of people who were not their own age group.

Only this student chose to find another way.

The vice dean could not help but pull the email to the top and looked at the sender's name: Yao Shiyun, Class 01, Fashion Design Department.

Class 01, isn't this the class she will attend later?

The vice dean quickly corrected the last two assignments and stood up to walk out of the office.

When he was about to reach the stairs, he happened to meet the dean who was coming back from class.

"Why are you smiling so happily?" The dean said happily.

"I met a very talented and good seedling. "

"How talented?"

The deputy dean pushed his glasses: "It's just right, I will comment on their class's homework later, do you want to go and have a look?"

The dean limped: "Let's go."

Their dean has a good seedling, and as the dean, he must pay attention to it.

In the classroom, Yao Rong, Yao Shiyun and Zhou Miaomiao sat together in the last row.

Speaking of which, it was also unexpected that Yao Rong would appear in the classroom.

Today she was reading in the library, but the library suddenly announced that it would be temporarily closed for disinfection. As people left the library, Yao Rong planned to sit in the nearby teaching building for a while, but happened to run into Yao Shiyun and Zhou Miaomiao who were there for class. The two chatted for a few words, and Zhou Miaomiao suggested that Yao Rong stay in their classroom.

"Xiaoyun, how is your homework?" Zhou Miaomiao asked.

"I think it's pretty good." Yao Shiyun said, "I revised it over and over again for a long time, and finally succeeded in submitting it before the deadline."

"Oh, I don't know how many points I can get in this course. The vice-dean is notoriously strict."

Zhou Miaomiao was just lamenting about the score when she saw the vice-dean walk in from the front door, and the dean quietly walked in from the back door and found a seat not far from them.

Why is the dean here too? Zhou Miaomiao was about to share this with Yao Shiyun when the vice-dean on the stage started to speak.

"I have graded all your assignments and recorded the grades."

Speaking of the final grades, everyone was nervous.

The vice-dean frowned and criticized the whole class. At the end, he changed the subject: "However, one classmate did a very good job on his homework."

"Are you thinking, how good can it be?"

"I'll be frank. I have taught this course for more than ten years and graded tens of thousands of assignments. This is the only one that got a perfect score."

There was a sudden uproar from the audience.

Even the dean who came to watch the excitement was surprised.

He and the vice-dean have known each other for decades. How could he not know how high her standards are?

Let alone a perfect score, she has never scored above 95.

Only Yao Rong, after hearing what the vice-dean said, subconsciously glanced at Yao Shiyun beside her.

For some reason, she just felt confident that the person who got a perfect score in this professional course would most likely be Yao Shiyun.

Thinking of this, Yao Rong no longer had the heart to lower her head to read, and looked up at the vice-dean on the podium, waiting for the vice-dean to reveal the answer.

The vice-dean turned on the digital display stand.

When the homework appeared in front of everyone, the vice-dean's voice also rang.

"Student Yao Shiyun, come up and introduce your work to everyone."

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Yao Shiyun.

Yao Shiyun looked at Yao Rong.

"Go ahead." Yao Rong gently pushed her.

Yao Shiyun stood up with Yao Rong's help.

She was a little surprised to be called to the podium by the vice president, but she was not nervous.

Because she was confident.

This confidence was given to her by the design draft that she spent two whole months polishing.

"Hello, everyone."

Yao Shiyun bowed to the audience and introduced her design ideas and concepts to everyone.

"Before I started designing, I first identified the target audience for this outfit. The audience for this outfit is women between the ages of 30 and 45."

"After finding the right positioning, I thought of the main elements of this outfit - sea breeze and sunset."

"In order to reflect the sea breeze element, I designed this outfit into a long skirt style, and then chose a more comfortable, breathable and lightweight material. In order to reflect the sunset element, I decided to set the color of this outfit as the afterglow that is about to set."

"Also, considering the upper body needs of women in this age group, the cuffs and waist of the skirt have been additionally processed..."

From beginning to end, during the ten-minute introduction, Yao Shiyun's words did not have the slightest pause.

After she introduced her design ideas in detail, she smiled and pointed to the beautiful handwriting in the lower right corner of the design.

"The afterglow of the setting sun and the breeze of the sea are just like a gentle background."

The sunlight outside the window, accompanied by the deep green of midsummer, fell into Yao Shiyun's bright eyes. She looked up and stared at Yao Rong who was sitting in the corner of the classroom.

"This design draft-"

"It's a gift for my mother."

She designed such a long skirt with all her memories of that evening. Memories may fade, but this work will always be fresh.

Yao Rong's eyes flashed, raised his hands, and clapped vigorously.

Everyone came to their senses and applauded.

Yao Shiyun returned to Yao Rong amid thunderous applause.

"I like it very much." Yao Shiyun didn't need to ask, Yao Rong gently held her hand and emphasized again, "I like this skirt you designed for me very much."

Yao Shiyun's eyes instantly curved into crescents with a smile.

For her, the affirmation of the vice president and the cheers of her classmates are of course good.

But what she wants most is the recognition from her mother.

"That's good."

Yao Rong said, "I will notify the subsidiary and let them make the skirt according to your design."

There are several subsidiaries under the Yao Group, one of which is involved in the clothing industry.

Yao Shiyun waved her hand to refuse: "No, no, I will contact them myself after I finish my final exams."

Yao Rong smiled: "Okay."

The bell for the end of class rang soon.

Before Yao Shiyun left the classroom, the vice president stopped her.

Glancing at Yao Rong beside Yao Shiyun, the vice dean asked with a smile: "Is this your mother?"

"Yes."

"When I was in college, my tutor told me: Beauty comes from love itself." The vice dean continued with a smile, "This is the last class of this course. I won't teach you next semester, but if you encounter any learning problems, you can go directly to my office or email me online for advice." Yao Shiyun was flattered

: "Thank you, teacher."

"You're welcome. If you want to read more extracurricular books during the summer vacation, I can make a list of books for you."

Yao Shiyun was of course more than happy to do so.

A week later, Yao Shiyun finished her final exams and began her summer vacation.

However, her summer vacation was not easy. In addition to reading the list of books listed by the vice president, Yao Shiyun also had to read books on financial management, and she would go to the clothing company every now and then.

Gradually, the cicadas outside the window stopped chirping, and the sycamore trees on the roadside began to wither and turn yellow, but the weather was still hot and unbearable.

Yao Rong was going to attend a private banquet today.

Early in the morning, someone delivered the dress she was going to wear tonight.

Yao Rong did not go to see the dress, but stayed in the living room to put on makeup.

After more than half an hour, the stylist whispered in Yao Rong's ear: "The makeup is done, Ms. Yao, we can go change clothes first."

"Thank you."

Yao Rong got up and went upstairs.

The dress she was going to wear tonight was in her bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Yao Rong came to the sofa tea table, bent down slightly, and opened the box.

The skirt that she had only seen the design drawing was lying quietly in the box.

Yao Rong was stunned for a moment, knowing that this must be Yao Shiyun's arrangement.

She smiled and touched the fabric of the skirt, lowered her eyes to admire it for a long time, then took the skirt out of the box and went into the bathroom to change.

When she came out again, the stylist's eyes lit up.

"This skirt suits you so well." The stylist racked his brains and could only come up with such a comment.

Yao Shiyun urged the driver to take her home as soon as the class was over. This skirt had been completed a few days ago, but Yao Shiyun had not been in a hurry to take it out, just to give her mother a surprise today.

She rushed to the door of Yao Rong's bedroom. She first heard the stylist's compliment, and then saw Yao Rong, whose figure was mostly blocked by the stylist.

The upper part of this skirt is pure white, and the lower part is so delicate that it looks like clouds are embroidered on the hem. This kind of retro and gorgeous design always makes people worry that the skirt will accidentally steal the show, but no matter how gorgeous the skirt is, it will become a foil when worn by her mother.

After confirming that Yao Rong is particularly suitable for wearing this skirt, Yao Shiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then endless motivation rose in her heart.

How can it be enough to design only a skirt for my mother!

She would continue to work hard to design the evening gowns her mother wore to every banquet in the future, and even the casual clothes she wore on weekdays!

***

The banquet Yao Rong attended was a friend's 20th wedding anniversary banquet.

She was dressed up and more beautiful than ever before. When she walked into the cocktail party on the red carpet, everyone's eyes fell on her unconsciously.

As if thinking of something, many people's eyes turned to another corner of the cocktail party, with a slightly playful look on their faces -

as a couple, Yun Jun and Yao Rong appeared at the banquet one after the other.

There are many couples in this circle whose relationships have broken down, but at least in front of outsiders, they will still play a little.

But these two were too lazy to even play a little, and directly put the conflict on the surface.

Yun Jun naturally noticed Yao Rong.

His expression was very calm, but his fingers holding the goblet unconsciously increased their strength.

"Mr. Yun? Mr. Yun?"

The people around him called him several times, and Yun Jun came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and took a sip of wine: "Where were we just talking about?"

On the other side, Yao Rong walked up to the protagonists of the banquet, toasted them and expressed his blessings.

After chatting for a while, because the hostess had to entertain other guests, Yao Rong quietly withdrew from the crowd, stood in the corner and looked around quietly. Finally, her eyes were fixed on an old man with gray hair but vigorous spirit.

The old man's surname was Jian. He was the third largest shareholder of Yao Group and the most determined centrist on the board of directors, holding 11% of Yao Group's shares.

Now the power struggle between Yun Jun and the second largest shareholder has entered a white-hot stage. Both sides have revealed their cards and have contacted Mr. Jian privately, hoping that Mr. Jian would support them.

But in this process, Mr. Jian has never expressed his preference.

Yao Rong came to this banquet today, the real purpose is to win over Mr. Jian.

In this world, no one is unmovable. Yun Jun and the second largest shareholder could not move Mr. Jian, just because they did not find out what Mr. Jian wanted most.

Living to Mr. Jian's age, he first wanted to live longer, and secondly, he had to consider his own affairs after his death.

However, the only grandson of Mr. Jian suffers from a serious congenital heart disease and may die at any time...

"Uncle Jian, long time no see."

Just as Mr. Jian sent away a person who came to get close to him, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Mr. Jian looked back and smiled, "It's Yao Rong. I haven't seen you for a while."

"I met a miracle doctor a few days ago and got some folk prescriptions from him. So I stay at home every day to take medicine and regulate my body." Yao Rong walked closer and stood under the bright light. "Look, I have gained some weight, not as thin as before. I went to the hospital for a checkup this month, and Dr. Tao said that my physical foundation is almost healed."

Mr. Jian was stunned and subconsciously looked at Yao Rong.

He hadn't seen Yao Rong for more than half a year.

But he had an impression of Yao Rong's previous appearance.

At that time, she looked sick, and even the thickest makeup couldn't hide her weakness.

Now, she is indeed much healthier.

"Yao Rong, is the miracle doctor you mentioned still in City A?" Holding on to a glimmer of hope, Director Jian asked.

"Of course." Yao Rong said gently, "I know you have been worrying about your grandson, so I came to you immediately after I made sure that the miracle doctor was not fooling people."

Mr. Jian's grandson actually matched a suitable heart a long time ago, but unfortunately, his grandson's body was too weak. Even if he insisted on completing the heart transplant surgery, he would definitely not be able to survive the rejection reaction after the surgery.

But over the years, no matter how he was treated, his grandson's body did not look good at all.

The miracle doctor that Yao Rong just mentioned was actually herself.

When traveling between various worlds, medicine, especially traditional Chinese medicine, is almost a must-learn skill. After a long period of accumulation, she has accumulated countless lost prescriptions.

It is impossible to bring back the dead, but it is possible to help a destitute body recover a little bit.

Director Jian said excitedly: "Then...then if it is convenient for you..."

"How about this? I will bring a miracle doctor to your grandson's home in two days to treat him." Well, she would have to spend two days to find an actor to play the miracle doctor.

"Okay, okay, okay, if my grandson's body can really be cured, I will definitely reward him handsomely."

Yao Rong smiled and said softly: "Jiaer is also a child I watched grow up, of course I hope he will be well."

Saving Jian Jia was not to force Director Jian to favor her, but to use this to exchange for Director Jian's friendship.

If she could give Director Jian more in terms of friendship and benefits than Yun Jun and the second largest shareholder, then what reason did Director Jian have to remain neutral, and what reason did he have not to favor her?