158: Do You Know Who is Zhou Xintang’s Master?
158: Do You Know Who is Zhou Xintang’s Master?
Editor: Atlas Studios The teacher calmed down and said nicely, “Xintang, how did you make such a design so suddenly?” Her style had always been oriented towards streetwear which cared more about being free and casual.
This was somewhat different from her usual style.
Zhou Xintang said, “We are going to host the New Year’s Day party with Ming City High School.
The clothes were designed for that night.” The teacher was happy that Zhou Xintang had such a breakthrough.
“Okay.
Then you can use this picture for your school and I will take this design and help you to register for the designer contest this year.
If you can win the designer contest again this year, you will definitely rise up in designer circles.” Zhou Xintang’s eyes lit up.
Hanging up, she leaned back slightly and looked down at the picture on her phone.
… Both schools were busy preparing the items for the New Year’s Day party.
Year Three’s weekly and monthly tests were a huge load for the students.
Every week they could at most carve out two sessions to practice their dance.
In early December.
At noon, Gu Mang took Lu Yang and a few boys to receive a parcel at the school entrance.
It was a very large cardboard box.
They carried it to the dance room and placed the box on the ground.
Lu Yang tore off the tape and opened the box.
There were seven sets of clothes inside.
The girls were of similar height, so their clothes were all the same size.
Shen Huan casually took a set out and was stunned when she saw how it looked.
“Damn, this is too gorgeous!” When Gu Mang first sent the design to the group chat they had found the design to be beautiful.
Upon seeing it in person they realized that the real thing was at least ten times better than the design online.
The totems and complex, fancy patterns on the clothes were all embroidered.
The craftsmanship required was very high.
Mysterious black, classy gold, and passionate red.
The three colors were cleverly matched to achieve the most amazing effect.
Qin Yaozhi quickly tore open the packaging.
“I’ll go to the dressing room to try it on.” The others also went in with Qin Yaozhi with their clothes.
Gu Mang stood languidly to one side, holding the phone as she responded to messages.
Yun Ling said, “Country K is looking for the Miracle Doctor again.
They placed an order and raised the price fifty times.” Gu Mang’s eyes narrowed.
“We’re not taking an anonymous orders.
Don’t make me repeat a third time.” Putting away the cell phone, Gu Mang glanced towards the dressing room.
Lu Yang lamented, “Sister Mang, you know, when you said that Zhou Xintang was making the designs for the experimental high school, I thought it was already our loss.
But now that we have these clothes, we’ll definitely win.” Gu Mang bit a lollipop with a lazy, insipid expression on her face.
“Is Zhou Xintang that good?” “She’s really good.” Fatty gave her a fun fact.
“Do you know who her Master is?
Qi Songyan, the Vice President of the Designer Association!” Gu Mang raised her pretty eyebrows and replied with a mild, “Oh.” Vice President.
What a strong backer.
The corner of Lu Yang’s mouth twitched.
The big boss was really calm.
Just then, the girls came out in their costumes.
The loose-fitting hoodie, cropped at the navels, made their legs look long and straight.
The way that the gauze culottes draped naturally gave it a nice layered effect.
One word could describe these clothes.
Amazing!
“Lan Ting didn’t disappoint as the most mysterious designer in Country Z.
To be able to design these clothes with such a classy feel is too impressive.” Fatty was amazed.
Chu Yao nodded and gave them a thumbs up.
“We’re definitely winning this time.” When Gu Yin and Jianghuai came in they were stunned at the sight of the clothes.
“Sis, where did you get these clothes?” asked Gu Yin, her eyes fixed on the exquisite embroidery on the clothes.
The fabric seemed to sparkle like water.
She could tell from a single look that the clothes must be expensive.
Gu Mang smirked.
“Go practice the piano.
Stop being so nosy.”