Chapter 195 If You Don't Court Death, You Won't Die [1st Update]
That was a design sketch for a dress.
It even comes with matching jewelry.
Crown, earrings, necklace, bracelet, anklet, and ring.
It looks like a lot of complicated things, but it doesn't feel cumbersome.
Zhong Zhiwan's eyes were glued to the paper.
She had never seen such a perfect design drawing before.
Although she hasn't graduated from high school yet, she has already attended quite a few banquets.
After choosing her dress, she also had to choose matching jewelry. Sometimes, the color and style of the dress made it difficult to choose the right jewelry.
Even the slightest mistake in making a choice can make something look out of place.
Zhong Zhiwan also studied design.
After all, Emerald Studio is the Zhong Group's primary business. If she wants to join the Zhong Group in the future, she won't be able to convince others if she doesn't understand design.
Therefore, she could see that the design in this drawing was perfect.
Even the patterns on the dress were exquisitely drawn.
If such a dress could actually be made, it would definitely cause a sensation in the design world.
It seems the Zhong Group is looking for a new spokesperson for Jadeite Studio, and they've commissioned a designer to create this design.
There have been many designers before, and Zhong Zhiwan has seen their work, but none of them have drawn as well as this one; they can't even scratch the surface.
But this perfect design was simply lost.
But Zhong Zhiwan could understand.
The more talented a designer is, the more meticulous they are.
If a single stroke is not done well, it has to be scrapped and started all over again.
However, Zhong Zhiwan wasn't interested in the design draft. She was still in school, and the matter of Jadeite Studio was none of her concern.
She glanced at it briefly, then looked away.
After greeting Grandpa Zhong again, Zhong Zhiwan picked up the trash bag and walked out, throwing it into the large trash can outside the iron gate.
She went back to continue her studies and happened to run into Mu Chenzhou, who was returning from outside, in the courtyard.
These past few days, Mu Chenzhou has been leaving early and returning late, without letting her follow him. I wonder what he's been busy with.
Zhong Zhiwan guessed that it was probably related to the capital city.
Mu Chenzhou was lost in thought and didn't see Zhong Zhiwan.
He frowned, clearly having encountered a problem.
"Chen Zhou, what's wrong?" Zhong Zhiwan knew this was a good opportunity to build rapport, so she greeted him, "Did something happen?"
"Ah, Zhiwan." Mu Chenzhou was startled out of his thoughts. He was still relatively gentle with Zhong Zhiwan and casually mentioned, "My mother's family has a clothing design company, but something happened, and they don't have suitable design sketches."
He didn't say much and went into the villa.
Mu Chenzhou has been staying at the Zhong family's house for almost a month. Following Madam Zhong's instructions, Zhong Zhiwan has also learned a lot about what's happening in the capital.
Although Madam Mu, Mu Chenzhou's mother, came from a family that was not comparable to the Mu family, it was still quite prestigious.
The 13th largest garment company in China is owned by the Mu family.
However, Mrs. Mu's family did not focus on this clothing design company; they were more interested in electronic products.
Design drawings?
Zhong Zhiwan suddenly thought of the discarded draft she had just seen, and her heart began to pound.
She ran back and found the design draft in the large trash can outside before she breathed a sigh of relief.
If it's a rejected manuscript, then it proves that it's not wanted.
It's fine if she uses it.
A rejected manuscript, but it gained the attention of the Mu family, which was well worth it.
Anyway, the designer was hired by the Zhong Group, so they're basically one of their own.
She'll tell Grandpa Zhong when the time comes, and he won't blame her.
**
Inside the room.
“Hey Mom, I’ve contacted all the designers in Shanghai, but they’re still not qualified.” Mu Chenzhou sighed. “You know how high the standards are among the professors at the Royal Academy of Arts in Europe.”
"Without anything original, you won't even make it into the preliminary rounds, let alone win an award."
Madam Mu naturally knew: "It's not easy to find one in the capital either. All the top designers have already been invited. Let's see how it goes. If it really doesn't work out, we'll just have to give up."
The Royal Academy of Fine Arts of Europe is not just a university; it is a world-class art institution.
Many international competitions are organized by the Royal Academy of Arts in Europe.
Including this fashion design competition.
If they can win an award in the competition, their company will also be able to gain recognition.
They had participated in previous editions, but they had all been eliminated in the finals.
But this competition is unique because there is no theme, allowing designers to create freely.
On the contrary, it became more difficult.
“I’ll keep looking in a few more days,” Mu Chenzhou said. “Mom, don’t just focus on top designers. Check out the smaller shops; you might find something there.”
Mrs. Mu didn't think this way she could find a designer, and she didn't agree.
After hanging up the phone, Mu Chenzhou thought for a moment and prepared to call a nobleman he knew abroad.
There was a knock on the door.
He put down his phone, turned around, and said, "The door's unlocked, come in."
Zhong Zhiwan walked in cautiously: "Chen Zhou, did I disturb you?"
"No." Although he was annoyed, his good manners prevented Mu Chenzhou from losing his temper. "Is there something you need?"
"I overheard you saying you didn't have a suitable design." Zhong Zhiwan held the paper tightly behind her back, hesitated for a long time, and then handed it over. "How about this?"
Mu Chenzhou hadn't held out much hope, so he just glanced at it casually.
Upon closer inspection, their gaze froze.
He immediately took the design draft and looked at it for a full three minutes before looking up, his voice trembling with excitement: "Who designed this?"
Zhong Zhiwan didn't expect him to react so strongly. She clenched her fingers again, feeling uneasy. "What? I just had nothing to do, so I just drew some pictures."
"You painted this?" Mu Chenzhou's expression became more serious, remembering that Zhong Zhiwan had a foundation in traditional Chinese painting.
This set of design drawings also incorporates some elements from traditional Chinese painting.
Mu Chenzhou couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Zhiwan, you really are a genius."
At such a young age, he has such a talent for design.
"It's nothing," Zhong Zhiwan smiled. "I saw you were so anxious and worried, so I wanted to see if I could help you. If I can, that's good."
"Yes, absolutely." Mu Chenzhou said, picking up the phone. "I'll tell my mom."
With the design drawings, making the clothes becomes much simpler.
**
Chuguang Media, Shanghai Branch.
After discarding ten drafts, Ying Zijing finally drew a design that she was somewhat satisfied with.
She had only studied oil painting with Chino von before, and had no experience in fashion design.
This design drawing features a total of four outfits.
Two skirt outfits and two trouser outfits.
It has a purely Eastern style and looks very novel.
The female secretary picked up the design draft and looked at it, then exclaimed in surprise, "Boss, you designed this using the Four Divine Beasts?"
"Hmm." Ying Zijing opened her computer. "From left to right, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, Azure Dragon, White Tiger."
"That's amazing!" the female secretary exclaimed. "Many designers have used this theme, but none of them have drawn it as beautifully as you, boss."
Just looking at this design, she could almost see what these four mythical beasts from ancient Chinese mythology looked like.
Compared to the design drawings submitted by the company, the latter seemed somewhat inferior.
The female secretary scratched her head: "Boss, why did you suddenly decide to design the clothes yourself?"
"rich."
"..."
The female secretary was stunned.
Then she took out the documents and looked at the competition awards.
The first place winner receives one million US dollars.
But for designers, the money from awards isn't the most important thing; what matters is the recognition and future invitations from major brands.
The female secretary was completely baffled: "Boss, our company isn't poor, it's quite wealthy. Why would you do everything yourself just for a million dollars?"
Ying Zijing looked up and asked quite seriously, "Would anyone complain about having too much money?"
Female secretary: "..."
No, there really isn't.
She wished she could bury herself with money.
"Then I'll have the branch office rush to make these four outfits." The female secretary nodded. "The materials will definitely be the best, and we'll also order diamonds."
To win first place in the fashion design competition held by the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Europe, having design sketches alone is not enough.
The design concept, the idea, and the models walking the runway are all indispensable.
"Boss, this pattern is quite nice." The female secretary noticed that every outfit had a pattern, some on the cuffs, some on the collar. "But I don't understand it, does it have any meaning?"
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow slightly: "You're quite perceptive."
She picked up a red marker from the side and casually traced the patterns on the paper again.
With the red outline visible, the female secretary could see it clearly now.
She hesitated for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Is this the character '魅' (mei)?"
(End of this chapter)
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