As a designer, Zhou Fangyun always carries a few notebooks and pens in her backpack, which just happen to come in handy in this situation.

Shen Zhizhu took the pen handed to him by Teacher Zhou and was a little hesitant.

"Teacher, this is the notebook where you usually record your inspirations. How can the students' designs be placed in your notebook? Why don't I get my own notebook? I also carry these in my backpack."

Zhou Fangyun smiled and held Shen Zhizhu's hand as he wanted to leave, and comforted him gently.

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"It's okay. Both of these works are great. It's just a notebook. There's no such thing as high or low. It's a blessing for the notebook to be able to record these beautiful things. Besides, these two works are worth it."

Help! Teacher Zhou is so gentle. Different from Aunt Li’s gentleness, she has a motherly warmth. When Shen Zhizhu heard the word "worth it", he burst into tears instantly.

She had been busy for most of her life, but there was no one who could be considered her master, and no senior who could tell her so gently that the clothes she designed were worth it.

It's as if I am just an ordinary person, and the encouragement given by my mother is just like that.

"Yes, the students will definitely draw it in detail."

Shen Zhizhu took a pen and paper, went to an open space nearby, and sat cross-legged in a very down-to-earth manner. In front of her were the drawings designed and recorded by Teacher Zhou. She didn't want to interrupt him, so she turned directly to the last page.

Pick up the pen and start painting.

On the other hand, Yu Yaner over there took the clean notebook and pen that Teacher Zhou handed over to her reluctantly, which had no signs of use.

"Teacher... can I not draw it? I designed the dress by myself. I didn't get any help from anyone, really."

"No, you can't do that. Look, classmate Shen Zhizhu has also started to draw it. This concerns your reputation. The reputation of a plagiarist is really bad. It will also affect your future. The teacher suggests that if you encounter such a thing, don't be afraid and fight to the end."

Teacher Zhou's tone was gentle, but it carried a hint of firmness that refusing to be rejected. Yu Yaner was still a little intimidated by the teacher.

And her father once said not to offend Zhou Fangyun at school.

She took the notebook and pen, looked at the blank space, a struggle flashed in her eyes, and she tried hard to recall everything on the design draft.

"But the floor is so dirty, and I don't want to be like that country girl, sitting on the floor drawing. How about I ask someone to bring my design drawings to you later?"

Yu Yan'er still didn't give up and wanted to fight for it again.

"If Yu Yan'er doesn't want to sit, she can also finish it standing. The teacher will wait no matter how long it takes."

In fact, even the people around them could tell which of them was lying, not to mention Zhou Fangyun who had been at the fashion show for many years.

After seeing the design draft submitted by Shen Zhizhu, she understood that at the moment, she just wanted to give Shen Zhizhu a chance to prove himself and Yu Yaner a chance to admit her mistakes and correct them.

If this matter is left alone, everyone might still stand on Shen Zhizhu's side at the beginning, knowing that the skirt was designed by Shen Zhizhu.

But after a long time, who would remember that if someone took the opportunity to promote it, Shen Zhizhu wanted to stand out and get the limelight, so he colluded with the people around Yu Yaner and looked at the other party's design draft.

If it is passed around, some people will believe it even if it is fake.

"Why does Yu Yan'er have so many excuses? If Shen Zhizhu was really the victim, he wouldn't mind taking sides. Why is she being so shy?"

“Is it possible that I can’t draw anymore?”

Someone guessed the truth.

At that time, Yu Yaner just started sewing according to the design. She didn't know how to draw at all, so how could she draw?

She gritted her teeth and tried to restore everything on the design with her remaining memory.

"Look at Yu Yan'er's dilemma. She must not be able to copy other people's drawings, and she can't remember them in the end. I'm really going to laugh at her."

"I remember when the guy sitting in front of me read my composition, he only read it once and I remembered most of it. After all, I'm making clothes. I read it over and over again. I can't forget it, right?"

Compared to Shen Zhizhu's divinely inspired look when writing, Yu Yaner's look was extremely difficult.

After a while, Shen Zhizhu finished. He had drawn the picture once and thought about it carefully so many times. He didn't need to put 100% concentration on it and could draw it in just a few strokes.

Not only that, after the clothes are made, some things learned from practice are added and there are still some places on the drawings that need to be changed.

Shen Zhizhu made changes directly on this version of the design drawing and marked the problem. Since it was just a design draft and she was not participating in the competition, she drew a different version.

The color splicing adds a different flavor to the skirt.

When she came to her senses, she found that Yu Yan'er was still looking sad.

It’s just a skirt, and the finished product is right in front of her. How can she not make it?

So why was she yelling so loudly at that time? Was she trying to be funny?

Or, you originally planned to ask your family to help you draw the design, so why did you change your mind and copy your own design draft?

"Teacher, I've finished my painting. I added a little bit to the original one. Can you take a look at it and give me some advice? I feel like something is missing."

Zhou Fangyun smiled and stretched out her hand.

"Sign your name here, or you'll think it was drawn by the teacher later. Come to my office after this and I'll explain it to you."

Shen Zhizhu nodded, and the two of them waited together for Yu Yaner to finish.

"Look, Shen Zhizhu not only restored the design quickly, but also added some things in such a short time. This is talent."

"Even if we don't have the talent, we should be able to restore the design by looking at the design and making the clothes in a few days. But the young lady is so slow that it's still not finished."

"You mean she couldn't just ask her 'father' for help? Why did she do this? She's just shooting herself in the foot."

"How would I know? I am just an ordinary person with normal IQ and EQ, but I can't understand her brain circuits."

Yu Yan'er finally felt a little embarrassed, she slammed the notebook shut and acted like a rogue.

"I just can't remember how. I made that skirt independently. Who among you saw me plagiarize? If not, don't talk nonsense. I am innocent. Why do I need to prove it? Anyway, Shen Zhizhu won the game. Who cares about the position of class monitor? Whoever wants to be the class monitor can be the class monitor. I don't care!"

Yu Yaner stuffed the notebook into Zhou Fangyun's arms and ran away.

She refused to admit it, but everyone present saw it clearly and understood that it was Yu Yan'er who plagiarized Shen Zhizhu's work, but she refused to admit it.

Zhou Fangyun first announced the competition and Shen Zhizhu won. As for the design concept of the other set of clothes and the problems that existed between the two sets of clothes, they discussed them privately.