Lin Yazhi was not stupid, she quickly grabbed the best-looking piece of pink plaid fabric.
Then he found the sewing machine proudly, and other students also finished choosing one after another.
The scene was in a state of chaos. Some people didn't know how to open the sewing machine, and others didn't know where to put the cloth.
Jiang Manyue stood calmly by the side and waited until everyone left before starting to choose.
Teacher Qiu saw how calm she was, without any sense of nervousness about the competition at all.
She found a piece of navy blue and pure white fabric in the few remaining boxes.
After he gestured with it a few times, he found a place to sit down with satisfaction.
While everyone was busy operating the sewing machines, she found a pen and paper and started drawing something.
After a while, the design came out and the shape appeared after some cutting.
Jiang Manyue sat in front of the sewing machine, very skillfully and finishing the work in one go.
A rhythmic mechanical sound of "da da da" was heard.
Those who had just been disdainful of mocking her shut their mouths when they saw her actions.
Everyone in the audience looked over in surprise at this moment, even Qiu Minshu noticed it.
Others may not understand it, but she, as a designer with many years of experience, can see it at a glance.
Without more than ten years of experience, it is impossible to achieve such technology.
There was a glimmer of appreciation in her eyes; it seemed that there were talented people among these students.
Jiang Manyue remained calm and didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and continued to make the clothes in her hands.
Time passed quickly until Teacher Qiu announced in public: "The competition time is up."
She picked up the scissors and cut the last thread, and the dress was finished under the gaze of everyone.
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