Chapter 229

Qin Xiang felt that he was telling the truth, but some people just couldn't listen to the truth.

Professor Liu insisted that art was elegant, and even clothing design should not be judged by money.

This made Qin Xiang frown. It seemed that the cooperation with the Academy of Fine Arts could not go through this professor.

He looked at Professor Sun again, and Professor Sun shook his head slightly, signaling Qin Xiang to stop talking. Qin Xiang shut up.

Professor Liu stood up and said sternly, "People with different ideals cannot work together. We are very grateful that Qin Xiang helped buy tickets today, but it does not mean that I approve of your style of doing things."

After that, Professor Liu went straight out and returned to his private room.

The people in the box looked at each other in bewilderment. Ding Zhihao, a student from the Academy of Fine Arts, said helplessly, "Student Qin Xiang, I'm sorry, I'll go over and take a look. I'll come to Tsinghua University to talk to you when I have time. Is that okay?"

Qin Xiang nodded, "Of course."

Another student named Feng also raised his hand and whispered, "And me."

Several people laughed.

After all, the two students were students from the Academy of Fine Arts. They naturally couldn't stay with their professors with such an attitude, so they hurried over to find their professors.

In the box, Professor Liang shook his head helplessly, "Old Liu is really going backwards as he grows older. He thinks that now is still the same as before. Times are changing, and people's thoughts must also change."

There was something he didn't say, and he was a little worried about the students of the Academy of Fine Arts' design major under Professor Liu's teaching.

But then again, the clothes designed by the two students from the Academy of Fine Arts seemed pretty good. Maybe he was just overthinking it.

Professor Liu looked down on Qin Xiang's commercialization of clothing design, but Professor Liang didn't care. "I think this is a good thing. Although there are students with good family conditions, they are only a small part. Most students don't come from good families. Scholarships can only solve the problem of some students. School subsidies alone cannot support their lives. I think it's a good thing to have such an opportunity to increase the school's income."

Professor Sun, who had been silent, raised his eyebrows. "And you can also make your designs into ready-made clothes, which is the ultimate goal of a designer."

Professor Sun was very impressed by these principles. Their school has talked to the leaders and students, and now I don't mind saying it again. Professor Liang agreed, "You are right. Qin Xiang is also right. No art is separated from real life. Art also needs economic support. I think this is a personal behavior. As long as the students are willing, I have no problem. I believe that the school leaders will not get involved in this matter."

Qin Xiang was relieved after hearing Professor Liang's words. He left his dormitory phone number and major name with several students from Capital University, and agreed to get together when he had time.

Qin Xiang would naturally not miss such a good opportunity.

Qin Xiang has a solid foundation of knowledge and is well-informed. When she talked to several students, Professor Liang could tell the difference. He looked at Professor Sun with envy, "How come such a good student went to your Tsinghua University?"

Professor Sun raised his eyebrows with a proud expression, "Of course the teachers at Tsinghua University are better."

The two old men laughed and did not get angry about this.

The students were talking happily, and it was basically Qin Xiang who was talking while the others were listening. Although they were all senior students, they were like children, each holding a notebook and remembering some of the things Qin Xiang said.

Professor Sun praised, "These kids have good character, they know how to learn from each other's strengths and make up for their weaknesses, and they don't look down on Qin Xiang because she is a sophomore and they are seniors, which is good."

Professor Liang sighed, "I hope they can walk steadily in society and keep their character."

This is very difficult. People have to eat grains and grains. If you want to survive in the unit, you have to cater to the preferences of the leaders. Otherwise, no matter how talented you are or how famous you come from, you will still be ignored.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, everyone went to rest, and Qin Xiang washed up and lay down.

Zhao Wenna whispered, "Although Professor Sun didn't give a lecture tonight, I benefited a lot."

Qin Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then I'll open a small stove for you when we get back."

Zhao Wenna laughed, "Okay."

Jiang Mingteng, who was working in the lower shop, said, "And me."

Qin Xiang responded, "Okay, and you."

They went to bed and woke up early the next morning. The train would not arrive until the evening, so they still had a day. After breakfast, several students gathered again. Their purpose was obvious. They wanted to continue chatting with Qin Xiang and squeeze out everything in Qin Xiang's mind.

Professor Liang simply asked them to design on the spot, and didn't ask for too much detail. Just draw a rough outline.

In the afternoon, the two professors commented on the students' designs one by one and gave lectures to the students according to the designs.

Without a doubt, Qin Xiang's is the best, with the best style, and all the proportions and other issues are in line with the data.

Everyone is convinced.

Because he didn't like Qin Xiang, Professor Liu didn't come over for a whole day, and the two students didn't dare to come over either.

At six o'clock in the evening, the car arrived at the station. It was already dark outside. Qin Xiang and his friends went out and were about to find a car to go back when they saw Mi Hongjun and Meng Huaiqing coming over.

When Qin Xiang saw Meng Huaiqing, his heart warmed up and he smiled and greeted him, "Why are you here?"

Meng Huaiqing nodded to the professors and replied, "I'm here to take you back."

Professor Liu from the Academy of Fine Arts had already left with his students without looking back, and there were seven or eight people left.

Meng Huaiqing said to Professor Liang, "Let's all go together. We've driven two cars here, so we can squeeze in."

Professor Liang said hurriedly, "We can go back by ourselves."

Qin Xiang said, "Professor Liang, don't refuse. Let's go together. We have to go back to eat late at night. It would be better to go back early and rest."

After she said so, Professor Liang nodded.

Meng Huaiqing took Qin Xiang's luggage over, and Mi Hongjun also helped to carry Professor Sun's things.

The group went out to the parking lot, Professor Liang and his friends got on Mi Hongjun's car, and Qin Xiang and others got on Meng Huaiqing's car.

Although it was a bit crowded, it was crowded in the winter.

After sending the students back to school and then sending Professor Sun back, Qin Xiang and Meng Huaiqing were the only ones left in the car.

Meng Huaiqing glanced at the girl next to him and asked, "Are you tired?"

Qin Xiang shook her head, "Not bad, I slept well last night."

Unlike a few decades later, when everyone had a mobile phone in their hands, and they would not want to sleep even if they had nothing to do while lying down, for fear that they would suffer a loss if they slept.

Now, many rural families go to bed at night, because those without lights would waste oil if they needed electric lights, and those with electric lights were worried about wasting electricity. People in the city don't have so much to do, and they can lie down almost until dawn.

Qin Xiang is now healthy, gets enough sleep, and is in good spirits.

Meng Huaiqing said, "Oh, have you decided when to go to Hong Kong City?"

Qin Xiang replied, "I'll go there on the 22nd and I'll probably stay for three to five days. So, are you planning to treat me?"

Meng Huaiqing smiled, his eyes were very beautiful, Qin Xiang was a little stunned, but Meng Huaiqing shook his head regretfully, "I can't go back for the time being, when you need help, find Assistant Cen, he's in charge there."

"Okay." Qin Xiang agreed, she really needed help.

When they got home, dinner was already prepared. Seeing them come back, several chefs quickly served the food on the table and quickly left.

The room was getting much warmer. Qin Xiang took off her coat and couldn't help saying, "It's so cold."

"Wait a minute." Meng Huaiqing went to get a basin of hot water. "Soak your hands. Take a hot bath after dinner. I bought a big bathtub."

Qin Xiang nodded and soaked her hands for a while to warm them up before sitting down to eat. Then he continued with the previous topic, "Didn't I say that I would go there to buy some stocks this time? When the time comes, I will really need Assistant Cen to help me find a stock broker."

Meng Huaiqing nodded, "When the time comes, just give him the name of the stocks you like and the money, and he will be able to take care of it."

"That's great." Qin Xiang hesitated, "Then should I give him some benefits?"

"Would you dare to ask for it if you give it to him?"

Qin Xiang was stunned, then said, "Of course."

Meng Huaiqing nodded readily, "Okay. Just give me something."

Qin Xiang said, "Thank you, Mr. Meng."

Meng Huaiqing smiled, "Why don't we do something practical."

Qin Xiang didn't say anything. Sometimes you can't be too easy to talk to, otherwise some people won't be able to help but make trouble.

After dinner, Qin Xiang went to the study to continue making clothes for Cui Xueer. Two sets were basically finished, with only a few finishing touches. Regardless of whether they are urgently needed or not, they should be completed on time as agreed.

And tomorrow is the exam week, so Qin Xiang will be even busier.

There is also the matter of going to Gangcheng, and the formalities must be handled.

The next morning, I will take the exam first, and then hand over the materials to Professor Sun. The school will handle it together, and then we will go to Pengcheng together, and then go to Gangcheng from Pengcheng.

Pengcheng.

Qin Xiang couldn't help but want to buy land again.

This time on the trip to Gangcheng, I must make a small profit first, and then make another profit before October.

By then, whether it is land in Pengcheng or land in the capital, she will have to buy it.

After making a decision, Qin Xiang continued to take the exam.

In the evening, I went to the store to ask the financial officer to check how much money was in the account, and then I went back to continue reviewing.

Perhaps in order to catch up with the progress, I took exams for six consecutive days. When I finished the exams, it was already January 17th, and there were still five days before the fashion show.

They had to go to Pengcheng first in five days, and they had to reverse the train. With the current situation of the school, it was impossible to book flight tickets for the students.

This time, it was still Professor Sun who led the team. Professor Sun was alone and felt that he had nothing to worry about. He was also in good health, so it was just right for him to take the students out to have a look.

Qin Xiang did hear that Li Minghui applied to lead the team, but was rejected in the end. The general meaning was that Li Minghui himself had never been abroad, and his English and Cantonese were not good enough, so he would inevitably be constrained if he went there. Unlike Professor Sun, who went abroad to study in his early years, he had no problem with English, and he had learned Cantonese with his classmates. He had also been to Hong Kong, so he was the most suitable person to lead the team.

Qin Xiang couldn't help but feel lucky that Li Minghui was not allowed to go. If he had been allowed to go, he would definitely make things difficult for her.

On the day of departure, Meng Huaiqing specially made time to take them to the train station. Before parting, he handed her a small notebook and said, "You can read it when you are free on the way."

Qin Xiang nodded, "Okay."

She hesitated and asked, "Will you still be in the capital when I come back?"

Meng Huaiqing smiled, "Not sure. Okay, get in the car."

Qin Xiang curled her lips, "I think you are perfunctory."

Meng Huaiqing really waved his hand perfunctorily, "Goodbye."

Qin Xiang rolled her eyes and took Zhao Wenna to the car. Zhao Wenna said, "You and Mr. Meng have a really good relationship."

"Yes, it's not bad." Qin Xiang was in a good mood and smiled, "It's rare to find a suitable partner. You will meet one in the future."

Zhao Wenna blushed, "I hope so."

After the few people got on the bus and settled down, a group of people from Capital University also got on. The team was still the original team, and Qin Xiang helped buy the tickets.

As for the few people from the Academy of Fine Arts, Qin Xiang didn't help, but by chance, they also got to their carriage. However, the teacher leading the team was replaced by a teacher in his forties, who looked very fashionable, with long hair and a bit of unruly taste.

Unexpectedly, Professor Sun recognized the other party and called out, "Professor Xiang."

Professor Xiang turned around and grinned, "Professor Sun, it's you. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that you would take the time to chat with us."

Professor Sun said cheerfully, "Okay, why is it your turn this time? Where is Old Liu?"

"Old Liu refused to come." Professor Xiang pouted, "The stubborn old man said that he couldn't get along with you two, so he refused to come."

Professor Sun didn't feel embarrassed, but said happily, "It's right to let you come, otherwise when he sees the fashion show, he will probably publish a long criticism."

Several people laughed and their relationship instantly became closer.

The two students from the Academy of Fine Arts, Ding Zhihao, who had met Qin Xiang before, were also very enthusiastic when they saw him. "Qin Xiang, let's discuss this together when we have time. We brought some of our design drafts this time."

Qin Xiang's eyes lit up when she heard about the design drafts. "Great, we should have a good exchange."

There happened to be three professors on the train. They bought the drafts and studied them on the spot. They modified the parts that needed to be changed and sent them back to the factory to start production in preparation for next year's clothing exhibition.

Qin Xiang was a little impatient.

This time, he had to go to Pengcheng via Haicheng, so this train also left in the evening.

In broad daylight, after everyone had breakfast, Qin Xiang started chatting with Ding Zhihao.

Qin Xiang deliberately let Zhao Wenna talk about buying a house. Zhao Wenna said, "We were originally going to fix it before the winter vacation, but unfortunately we don't have time now, so we can only entrust the contractor to do the final repairs. If time wasn't so tight, I would have fixed it myself, and I could have saved some money to buy New Year's goods for my family."

Cao Guanglin said, "Then the house is not cheap, right?"

"It's not cheap, but I bought it for more than 30 square meters, and it cost less than 3,000 yuan."

Cao Guanglin took a breath, "3,000 yuan is a lot, it's a huge sum for us."

Zhao Wenna smiled embarrassedly, "I used to think so, but who made Qin Xiang your roommate? I have been providing her with design drafts for more than a year, and I wrote them down one by one."

"Can you save that much?" Ding Zhihao was also surprised.

Zhao Wenna smiled and said, "Because I sold a lot."

Jiang Mingteng, who was a student at Peking University and had worked with Qin Xiang, smiled and said, "Of course, I saved a little bit."

Several students from Capital University also gathered around, and one said, "No wonder a fellow villager of mine originally had poor conditions, but later found that he had better food and clothes than me. When he told me, I didn't believe it, but it turned out to be true."

Several people talked about what they knew, and they all had a good impression of this matter.

Professor Liang did not oppose this matter. He had also reported it to the school leaders. The leaders' meaning was the same as that of Tsinghua University. They neither supported nor opposed it. The students could do it themselves. Whether it was making money to supplement life or inspiring students' creativity, there was no harm. The school should just watch from the sidelines.

The two students from the Academy of Fine Arts looked at Professor Xiang, and seeing that Professor Xiang did not come over to stop them, they asked Qin Xiang with confidence.

Qin Xiang told them about her habit and requirements for using manuscripts, as well as the cost standards and future benefits of buying manuscripts.

Several students are the best in their respective schools and have won awards. If Qin Xiang was not so outstanding, they would also be confident that they would be favored. However, Qin Xiang was the first prize winner, and their designs were indeed not as good as hers. So would their designs be favored?

Ding Zhihao was still bold and took out a few design drafts directly, "This is my recent design, I think it's okay, I hope classmate Qin Xiang will take a look."

The meaning was very obvious, he wanted to sell it for money.

Hiding it in his own book hole, it could only be included in his graduation collection. It would be better to sell it for money, which would not interfere with his own use.

Qin Xiang took it and looked at it, pointing out a few problems, "I think it will be fine after the revision, I will give you a quote later."

Everyone passed it around, and when they saw the places Qin Xiang asked to be revised, they suddenly realized that it seemed that it should be revised in that way.

Upon hearing this, Ding Zhihao was also very excited, and hurriedly took it back to revise it.

Professor Xiang saw his excitement and smiled, "Why, was it selected by classmate Qin Xiang?"

Ding Zhihao chuckled, "There are a few places that are not suitable, I will revise them and she will say it."

He said this and Professor Xiang was a little curious, "Where did you modify it?"

Ding Zhihao suppressed his excitement and took it to show Professor Xiang.

Nodding to the professor, "Yes, that's right, let's change it."

Turning to Professor Sun, he sighed, "You can graduate right here. Why do you still need to go to college?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it seriously. Professor Sun thought about it and it seemed to be true. If so, does it mean that Qin Xiang can study for a master's degree in advance?

But then he thought that this year's graduate entrance examination had ended, and Qin Xiang had not taken many basic courses, so he could only give up for the time being.

While Ding Zhihao was revising the design draft, several other students also showed their design drafts to Qin Xiang.

Qin Xiang was so happy.

These were all top students from various schools, and they had selected them before showing them to her, so Qin Xiang thought most of the designs they handed over were good. But I also told them in advance, "I may make some minor modifications based on market demand, and we happen to be in the same industry, so I will try to tell you all about it. Can you modify it yourself?"

Several students said, "Of course."

They couldn't refuse even if Qin Xiang modified it herself.

Thinking that there were three professors in the carriage, Qin Xiang would discuss it with the three professors.

In the end, those that had problems and needed to be modified were directly returned to the designer to be modified. Qin Xiang kept those that had no problems first and wrote a unified usage agreement after the modifications were completed.

Seeing that everyone was busy, Professor Liang sighed, "Students still don't practice enough. It's inevitable that mistakes will occur if you just

talk about it on paper." "So the opportunity Qin Xiang gave is rare." Professor Sun called Qin Xiang over, "I think it would be good if you provide some fabrics for them to make samples at the right time."

Qin Xiang thought so too, so she nodded, "I'll remember it. I'll do it later."

Professor Sun smiled, "You are a really business-minded kid."

Qin Xiang said seriously, "This is mutually beneficial."

After a day and a night, the train finally arrived in Haicheng.

Zhao Ping and He Liping, who stayed in Haicheng, would also go to Gangcheng with her, but Meng Huaiqing helped them with the customs clearance procedures. In the past, of course, he assisted Qin Xiang's work.

The two came to pick them up, and the guesthouse was booked near the train station, so that it would be convenient for them to take the train tomorrow morning.

The group settled down at the guesthouse, and Zhao Ping and He Liping followed into Qin Xiang's room to report their work to Qin Xiang.

He Liping said, "We bought the two shops we liked in the end, and spent a total of 5,600 yuan. We have already contacted Ma, the foreman in Hangzhou, and came to get the key today. We can start the decoration tomorrow, and it may be finished when we return from the port city."

Qin Xiang was very satisfied. Ma, the foreman, had decorated for them before and understood their style, so there was no need to worry. As for the materials, as long as they were not bad, Qin Xiang didn't want to care if they were a little more or less in the future, as long as the work was done well.

"Okay, you guys will be very busy if you come with me this time. We have to buy a house there, so I may not have time. You two also have to learn Cantonese."

After Qin Xiang finished speaking, He Liping and Zhao Ping were dumbfounded.