"I can make your clothes!"
The woman nervously said to Xia Lan.
"you can?"
Now it was Xia Lan's turn to be surprised.
"I...I can do it."
The woman swallowed nervously, then grabbed Xia Lan's clothes, gesturing for her to follow her.
Xia Lan thought for a moment, then followed her.
Following her, they entered a room that resembled a workspace. The woman took out her wound and showed it to Xia Lan.
Xia Lan looked up and saw a pair of bell-bottoms.
"This... I made this myself by looking at the picture."
The woman explained to Xia Lan that, in order to prove that she had done it, she even showed Xia Lan the drawings she had made.
Xia Lan looked at her design draft. Although it was still a bit rough, the pants were quite nice.
Can I try?
Xia Lan compared her waist to the size; she should be able to fit into it.
"sure."
Unexpectedly, Xia Lan actually wanted to wear the clothes she made, the woman said excitedly, and led Xia Lan to her room.
"This is my room."
Xia Lan looked at the room, which didn't even have a window, pursed her lips, and then changed her pants.
The cut is good, but the details are a bit lacking, but overall it's not bad.
Xia Lan came out, and the woman saw that Xia Lan was wearing the pants she had made and excitedly walked over to her.
"This isn't right, this isn't right either..."
The woman stepped forward and carefully checked her pants. She immediately noticed something was wrong and, before Xia Lan could speak, she drew it out with chalk.
Xia Lan stood obediently for her inspection, just like her model.
"Sorry, I get so serious..."
After she realized all her dissatisfaction, she saw Xia Lan and came to her senses, realizing how rash she had been.
"fine!"
Xia Lan had just noticed that when she was focused on the clothes, she was extremely focused and serious, and she marked out any parts that she thought were problematic.
Although it was drawn on her body.
I didn't do well!
The woman lowered her head dejectedly, feeling ashamed that she had thought she had done a good job, only to find that she was completely unacceptable.
"You've done very well; you're very talented."
Xia Lan thought her talent was really good, after all, she just watched TV and learned to draw and make it herself.
"Is this your own little workshop?"
Xia Lan looked around the room and asked curiously.
"This is my home. I just take on odd jobs at the factory."
The woman pursed her lips, looking embarrassed.
"By the way, my name is Xia Lan. What's your name?"
Xia Lan looked at the woman and asked curiously.
"I...I...I..."
When it came time for self-introductions, the woman became nervous again. Seeing this, Xia Lan smiled.
"Relax, take a deep breath."
Following Xia Lan's words, and realizing she was just as nervous, the woman clutched her clothes.
“I…I am Chu Xiaolan.”
"Don't be afraid, my illness won't harm anyone..."
Chu Xiaolan explained to Xia Lan that she was a little afraid of crowds and strangers, and that she was easily nervous, which made her short of breath.
"I know, it's not an illness, you're just too easily stressed."
Xia Lan smiled and comforted her.
Are you alone?
Xia Lan looked around the house and realized that she was the only person there.
“My parents… they know I’m not used to being around people, so they specially found me a place to live on my own.”
Chu Xiaolan explained to Xia Lan with a smile.
"Your parents are really nice."
Xia Lan laughed and said that she had even rented a house for her to live in.
"I want to have clothes made. Do you have any good factories you can recommend?"
Chu Xiaolan wanted to say that she could, but Xia Lan glanced at Chu Xiaolan.
"The quantity I need might be quite large, and it might be difficult for you to complete it by yourself."
Xia Lan's words were blunt, and Chu Xiaolan's eyes dimmed for a moment, but she immediately looked up again.
“I…I know a small processing plant. I used to work there. I can take you there to ask around.”
Chu Xiaolan smiled at Xia Lan.
"Are you still willing to take me with you?"
Xia Lan assumed that Chu Xiaolan would definitely ignore her.
"Of course I'm willing."
Chu Xiaolan smiled at Xia Lan.
Just because she was wearing the pants he made, he was willing to let her go without scolding her.
Chu Xiaolan sensed the gentleness emanating from Xia Lan, and she was willing to help her.
Xia Lan smiled and went back to her room to change her pants.
"I want thirty pairs of these modified pants. How long will it take you to get them to me?"
Xia Lan looked at Chu Xiaolan and chuckled softly.
"What...what did you say?"
Chu Xiaolan was dumbfounded.
What did she just say?
She could understand each word individually, but when they were put together, she didn't know what they meant.
Xia Lan chuckled as she looked at her terrified expression.
"I said, I'd like to buy five pairs of these pants of yours, each size. Can you make them?"
Xia Lan pointed to the pants in her hand, which were covered with circles drawn by Chu Xiaolan.
Chu Xiaolan snapped out of her daze and pointed at Xia Lan.
"You...you...you...you want to buy...my pants?"
When she got nervous, Chu Xiaolan couldn't breathe again.
Xia Lan gestured for her to calm down quickly, but Chu Xiaolan couldn't regain her balance even after taking several deep breaths.
Instead, they became increasingly excited.
Xia Lan stepped forward to help Chu Xiaolan catch her breath.
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