[Chapter 42 Chapter 42 Design Competition]
"Come with me."
Ding Cuizhen brought Shen Yuyao to a warehouse where everyone usually kept their tools. No one usually came here unless there was a general cleaning.
She opened the warehouse door and walked inside with Shen Yuyao.
After opening a small door covered by a large broom, Shen Yuyao discovered that there was another secret here.
The house is not big, not even as big as where she lives now.
There was a small single table and two small stools in the room.
And in another place there is a fairly large cutting table.
The cutting table was equipped with all the tools needed to make clothes, such as scissors, chalk, rulers, etc. There was even an electric iron, which was relatively rare at that time!
Seeing Shen Yuyao staring at the electric iron, Ding Cuizhen looked proud.
"Because this room is inside the warehouse and it's not convenient to light a fire, the building has specially approved an electric iron for us. But this is public property, so you have to be careful when using it."
Shen Yuyao nodded vigorously, but in fact she didn't hear what Ding Cuizhen said.
This electric iron was something she had never seen before. She was very curious and focused her attention on it.
But Ding Cuizhen didn't ask her to come here today to show off the electric iron to her.
She pointed to the table next to her and said, "We will have classes here from now on. It's quiet here."
Shen Yuyao nodded again.
Ding Cuizhen pulled her to sit down, and then said to her: "I asked you to come here today mainly to tell you a piece of news.
Our Binhai No. 1 Textile Factory is now soliciting new textile patterns. They are preparing to make a new cloth as a gift for National Day. "
"Eleven?" Shen Yuyao calculated: "It's only February now."
“February is already late.”
Ding Cuizhen stared at her apprentice as if she were a little fool: "Do you think it's so easy to make a new kind of cloth? It's not just about having a new pattern.
Oh, don't worry about anything else, I just want to ask you if you have confidence. "
confidence?
Doesn't Shen Yuyao know how much confidence she needs for the textile factory to make new cloth?
But on second thought, she suddenly became excited.
He even stood up excitedly: "Master, you mean..."
Her eyes sparkled and her face flushed with joy at her own thoughts, making her look lively and beautiful.
Ding Cuizhen had long known that her little apprentice was good-looking, but at this moment she was still a little dazzled.
She couldn't help but burst out laughing and felt sympathy for Shen Yuyao's future husband for three seconds.
She pulled Shen Yuyao back to sit down.
I deliberately put on a stern face and said to her, "This is a serious matter. If you want to participate in this design competition, you must work very hard and study even harder.
Although you have a good talent, your foundation is still a little weak. You know a lot about ancient patterns, but you don’t know much about modern patterns. "
Ding Cuizhen took out a magazine-like book wrapped in brown paper from the desk drawer and handed it to Shen Yuyao.
He said: "This is what I collected before. It is some clothing and patterns that were popular in the foreign market in recent years.
But this book is a bit old, you can read the content, but don’t imitate it.”
At this point, her expression became somewhat gloomy: "You may not be able to get a new one in the future, so keep this one well and don't let anyone see it."
Shen Yuyao opened the magazine with a blank cover and found the words "Selected Foreign Clothing and Patterns" written on the inside page.
Then she looked at the release date and saw it was five years ago.
She now has the memories left by the original owner, and has some understanding of sports in today's era.
It is precisely because of this that Shen Yuyao understands how difficult it is to preserve this book.
Master’s willingness to lend me this book shows his trust and respect for me!
Shen Yuyao's expression also became serious.
She hugged the book tightly in her arms and said, "Master, don't worry, I will take good care of it. Even if you lose me, I will never lose the book!"
Ding Cuizhen was immediately amused by her childish words.
He looked at her reproachfully and said, "Do you still want to lose it?"
She knocked on the table and said, "The book is right here. You can read it here when you want to. You are not allowed to take it out of this room."
She was afraid that Shen Yuyao would be scared, so she comforted her, "Don't worry, I have reported the book to my superiors. It is a reference book and is used with permission. As long as we don't show it to others casually, no one can say anything."
Only then did Shen Yuyao feel relieved.
The costumes and patterns on the clothes in this book were things Shen Yuyao had never seen before, and she was immediately fascinated by it.
Not only did she look at it, she also habitually took a piece of paper and wanted to trace it.
Seeing her stretching out her hand towards her, as if it was her right to hand her paper and pen, Ding Cuizhen felt both angry and amused.
Who has spoiled these bad habits?
It's only natural to order people around.
She looks like the young lady she used to be.
Ding Cuizhen complained in her heart, but she still patiently handed her apprentice what she needed. Then the little girl took the paper and pen and started to draw on the table.
Ding Cuizhen had seen her apprentice draw flowers before, and she was surprised the first time she saw it.
I feel that this girl's painting skills are more fluent than mine, who has been learning from her mother for at least twenty years.
Ding Cuizhen felt that only drawing the flowers was a waste of her apprenticeship.
If she were really given rice paper, brushes, ink and paint, maybe she could paint a good landscape painting in fine brushwork.
Of course, this was just Ding Cuizhen's own idea. She didn't even dare to say it out loud, for fear of causing trouble for her apprentice.
Once Shen Yuyao immersed herself in it, she could not feel the passage of time.
When she looked up, she found that there was no one else in the room. She didn't know when her master had left.
She knew that her master had gone out to work.
Thinking that her master went out to do chores and left her in the room to study, Shen Yuyao felt extremely grateful.
She placed the bright red silk scarf that she had brought with her on the table, and then carefully put the book back into the drawer.
He left another note, which read: "Master, I found this specially to honor you. Do you like it?"
Then he decided not to use the other one to exchange items with Jiang Xiaoyan.
The gift given to the master must be unique, so as to reflect her filial piety!
Jiang Xiaoyan had no idea that she had lost a silk scarf for no apparent reason.
Seeing Shen Yuyao finally came out, he immediately rushed over.
It was as if there was a spring in his mouth, and words came out quickly one after another.
Shen Yuyao felt dizzy after hearing this.
It was not until Jiang Xiaoyan finished speaking and she summarized it for her that she realized that when the girl went home to show off yesterday, her mother accidentally snatched the handkerchief away from her.
She didn't even have time to try it on.
Jiang Xiaoyan was very angry!
But she was helpless in the face of her mother's "tyranny".
She wanted to ask Shen Yuyao if she could find a way to get her another one?
This time she was willing to exchange it for another lunch box.
While Jiang Xiaoyan was speaking, Zhao Yuanyuan kept nodding along.
After listening to her, I immediately responded.
Shen Yuyao had been busy painting in the cabin for the entire morning and was already feeling a little tired.
I came out to get the lunch box that I had put in the cafeteria to heat up.
As a result, she was surrounded by people before she even got her lunch box, and was fed a bunch of nonsense that made her feel dizzy.
Seeing Zhao Yuanyuan was about to speak again, she immediately interrupted: "You want another one too, right?"
Zhao Yuanyuan's eyes suddenly lit up and she nodded even harder.
I couldn't wait to ask: "Do you have any more? Can I have one more?"
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