Chapter 13 Genius Sister
As He Hui looked doubtful about life, his younger sister Lu Xing slowly raised the paper in her hand. A vivid sketch had been drawn on the originally clean white paper.
"I want to paint." Lu Xing's tone was as firm as He Hui's.
He Jianmu and Lu Yanfeng looked at each other and saw a headache in each other's eyes. They did not expect that their two daughters did not want to inherit the family business. But they had to admit that whether it was He Hui's talent in figure skating or Lu Xing's talent in painting, it was something that others could only encounter but not seek.
The flower room fell into an eerie silence.
He Hui didn't know what to say, so she just turned her eyes to Lu Xing's painting. At a glance, she was stunned by this wild yet delicate sketch.
——The painting shows a family of four drinking tea in a greenhouse. The characters are distinctive and the flowers in the greenhouse are of different colors. With just a pencil and less than 15 minutes, the warm scene comes to life on paper.
If this isn't genius, then what is? ? He Hui suddenly felt that she understood why her parents were silent.
After righteously refusing, Lu Xing started drawing on a new piece of white paper with his little feet swinging, looking completely focused, as if he was oblivious to what was happening outside.
"How long has Xingxing been learning?" He Hui asked tentatively, breaking the silence in the greenhouse.
Lu Yanfeng: “One year.”
"One year?!" Could it be that her sister is actually an art genius?!
He Jianmu nodded, "Your sister is indeed very talented."
Lu Xing seemed to sense He Hui's shock. He suddenly raised his head and grinned at her.
He Hui: “…”
All in all, the conversation about family inheritance rights ended in nothing, and no one was able to convince anyone else.
However, He Hui has not given up the idea of leading his sister to inherit the family business. This weekend, his parents had to go out for something and just handed the important task of taking care of his sister for a day to He Hui, and He Hui began to think about how to make his sister feel that "inheriting the family business is not a bad thing."
"How about I take you to visit the company first, and then we go shopping together?" He Hui asked Lu Xing, with something in mind.
Lu Xing thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Naturally, their families were worried about the two of them going out like this, so they were fully equipped with bodyguards and drivers. It was just that walking on the street with this posture was a bit cool and extremely conspicuous.
The reason why He Hui chose the company as the first stop of his visit was simple - after seeing the grandeur of the company, Lu Xing would probably think that being a president would be cool, right?
As soon as I entered the company, the receptionist who had received the news in advance greeted me with a smile.
He Hui took Lu Xing to the empty elevator in the lobby, pressed the button and introduced: "This is Dad's special CEO elevator. Isn't it cool?"
Lu Xing raised his head and glanced at He Hui with suspicion.
He Hui: "Isn't it cool to be a CEO?"
Lu Xing: "Isn't it nice to be a rice bug?"
A bunch of question marks popped up in He Hui's head. No, is it true that the vocabulary and thoughts that a four-year-old child has mastered are already so advanced? !
But she didn't intend to give up, and took Lu Xing to appreciate the beautiful scenery of the top-floor office.
He Hui then asked: "Does it feel like you are looking down on others with a sense of superiority?"
Lu Xing looked embarrassed, "But if you work here, you won't have time to enjoy the scenery, right?"
He Hui: “…”
She found herself unable to refute. After all, when she was working hard to gain a foothold in the company in her previous life, she seemed to have no time to appreciate the scenery at the top.
He Hui was deeply frustrated. She didn't try so hard to sell the products during the subsequent visits, and spent most of her time just going through the motions.
After seeing that there was nothing in the company that could attract Lu Xing, He Hui took Lu Xing shopping again.
When the salesgirl saw the two young ladies of the He family, she began to introduce the newly arrived limited edition items with extraordinary enthusiasm.
He Hui and Lu Xing casually tried on a dozen pieces, then picked up a few more to pay for the items, without blinking an eye when swiping their cards.
When the POS machine spit out the black and white bill, the shopping guide handed the shopping bag to the bodyguard behind the two people with a smile on his face, and He Hui came up with a plan again.
"If you inherit the family business, you can make a lot of money in the future and buy whatever you want." He Hui tempted.
Unfortunately, Lu Xing found out the flaw in his logic and asked, "But if I don't inherit, will my parents kick me out of the house and not give me any money?"
He Hui was silent for a moment, and uttered two words with difficulty, "...No, I won't."
Lu Xing pressed on, "Besides, there's more to making money than just inheriting a family business, right? Maybe I can make a lot of money painting, and then I can buy whatever I want."
"Yeah." He Hui nodded, convinced, and was completely defeated.
As the saying goes, the first effort is strong, the second will weaken, and the third will be exhausted.
On this sunny afternoon, He Hui had no choice but to announce that his one-day trip to persuade Lu Xing had officially failed! !
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The New Year of 2011 was kicked off by heavy snowfall. He Hui and Lu Xing happily built a snowman in their yard. It seemed that snow and ice would become He Hui's theme of the year.
This year, He Hui has reached the age where he can go abroad to participate in the Youth Grand Prix.
In addition to flying to Canada every year to ask Mary to choreograph a new dance for him, He Hui also pays great attention to the design and production of his three sets of costuming.
This time, He Hui is collaborating with the internationally renowned Chinese designer White Lee, who owns her own brand of the same name and is famous in the fashion industry for designing colorful and gorgeous evening gowns. She currently lives in the United States.
In order to try on clothes and make final modifications, He Hui flew from Canada to the United States after finishing the choreography.
During this trip, besides coach Lin Xiaoman, who was already used to private jets, He Hui also had a seven-year-old kid named Lu Xing. Lu Xing was about to start elementary school, and her parents asked her to go abroad with He Hui, hoping that Lu Xing could see more of the world.
Along the way, the kid was very well behaved, did a lot of sketching, and lived a very comfortable life. But as soon as he got off the plane, Lu Xing took the initiative to make a request to He Hui for the first time.
"Can I go with you to White Lee?" Lu Xing asked.
He Hui was puzzled. "It's not impossible, but why do you suddenly want to go?"
"I want to see how figure skating Kosten does it."
There was a gleam in Lu Xing's eyes when she answered, which was the expression she would show when she was extremely happy painting.
Being stared at by such excited and expectant eyes, He Hui suddenly felt a sense of guilt. She always thought that if her sister inherited the family business, she could embark on the path of professional figure skating with peace of mind, but she never thought about what her sister wanted to do or what kind of person she wanted to become in the future.
Thinking of this, He Hui became even more silent.
"No way?" Seeing He Hui not saying anything, Lu Xing's mouth drooped, looking pitiful.
"No, no, of course we can go together." He Hui hurriedly explained.
Lu Xing immediately became happy again and followed He Hui happily, "Great! White Lee is really amazing!"
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Soon the group arrived at White-Lee's personal studio. The studio is located in a bustling downtown neighborhood, surrounded by major fashion brand stores, passers-by dressed fashionably, and the security level has been significantly improved.
He Hui found the entrance to the studio in the alley with ease, and had a friendly conversation with White-Lee as soon as he entered the door. The atmosphere was very harmonious. He Hui's English was basically at a near-native level after being polished in his previous life.
Lu Xing was looking at everything in the studio curiously and listening quietly to the conversation between He Hui and White-Lee. She didn't quite understand some of the words, but she was sure that she liked it here very much.
He Hui walked out of the fitting room, stood on tiptoes and turned around in front of the mirror, her white skirt lifted up, like a fairy who had just descended into the mortal world.
As the three costumes of different styles were shown on He Hui one by one, the flame of excitement in Lu Xing's heart gradually burned into a prairie fire.
What was just a design drawing on a manuscript turned into a three-dimensional and beautiful dress in reality in the blink of an eye.
“It’s like magic.” Lu Xing couldn’t help but sigh. His starry eyes occupied half of his face. Because of the tone of his English, he looked like an elf in a cartoon.
White-Lee turned his gaze to the kid who had been in the corner, squatted down and asked, "Do you like design?"
Little Lu Xing nodded his head rapidly, and was so excited that he was speechless for a long time.
He Hui looked at this scene and suddenly couldn't believe his eyes, "Aren't you usually good at confronting people?"
"Sister, why don't you go change your clothes?" Lu Xing blinked and changed the subject.
He Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Lu Xing for three seconds, then turned around and walked back to the fitting room, leaving space for Lu Xing.
Seeing He Hui finally leave, Lu Xing carefully took out a small album from her backpack. She opened the album and showed it to White Lee, "Here are some of my designs, can you take a look?"
White-Lee came over curiously and looked carefully at the works with slightly immature brushstrokes. She pursed her lips and said nothing, just turning the pages silently.
When He Hui came back from the fitting room, what she saw was such a harmonious scene that was so quiet that the only sound was the turning of pages.
He Hui didn't say anything either, just stood there quietly, waiting for White Lee's evaluation with Lu Xing.
After a while, White Lee pointed at the colorful floral dresses in the middle and asked Lu Xing in simple English, "How did you come up with the design of these dresses?"
Lu Xing swallowed and said, "It was just that I felt that the flowers in the spring garden were blooming profusely."
"It's a very detailed observation, and the presentation of the work is also very creative." White-Lee's high evaluation and gentle attitude make it difficult to associate him with the person who always makes sharp comments on the works of contestants on TV variety shows.
"But there are some problems with the materials you wrote here. Have you never actually done it?"
Lu Xing looked as if he had been exposed and nodded, “Yes.”
White-Lee turned and walked to a wooden bookshelf that was taller than a person, and took down a thick book from it. This was a professional book about clothing fabrics. If you look closely, you can find White-Lee's notes, densely packed in the blank space.
You know, what is more valuable than books is the designer’s accumulated years of experience.
Lu Xing took a breath, suppressed his excitement and wanted to cry, and mustered up the courage to press on, "Can I keep sending you my works in the future?"
"Okay, I'll give you the contact information." As he said that, White Lee wrote his email address and phone number in pencil on the title page of the book.
Lu Xing felt as if he had found a treasure, as if he had collected a priceless antique, and put the book and picture album back into his schoolbag. The book was really heavy, and as soon as he put it into his backpack, Lu Xing felt his shoulders sink.
After saying goodbye to White Lee, Lu Xing even jumped as he walked.
I was so happy that I successfully found a world-class design teacher during my trip to the United States!
"So happy?" He Hui thought, it turns out that when people encounter their beloved career, they are all equally excited and satisfied.
If it wasn't on the main street, Lu Xing would have wanted to dance on the spot.
"Once you have learned it well, I can design for you next time." She smiled slyly.
"Free?" He Hui asked.
"That's impossible. Sisters should settle accounts clearly!" Lu Xing said righteously, "At most I can give you a discount."
He Hui: “…”
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