Feng Nuan panicked when she heard this, "Then we won't lose clothes, they are almost as cool as they are. I heard that Zhou Xintang's family is very rich and has a team under her command to support her. Besides, if we can't beat the other party on the court, no matter how good we dance in the future, it will be useless. People are visual animals, and the first impression is the most important."

Fang Shiqing echoed: "The first impression must be amazing."

Lu Yi thought in his eyes, "So the most important thing we are now to prepare clothes, which is the best to customize, and we must find a designer who is more famous than Zhou Xintang."

A designer who is more famous than Zhou Xintang, how many people can there be in China without talking about money?

A group of people looked at each other.

Lu Yi looked at Gu Mang who had not made any noise, "We can only put all the winning faces on Gu Mang's dance this time."

After leaving the school, they represent Mingcheng Middle School.

If they lose, no one will say that those girls will lose.

Instead, I would say that Mingcheng Middle School’s level is really not good.

Gu Mang's delicate eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and his beautiful hands lazily and casually supported his face, without any expression.

Lu Yang also became nervous, "What should I do? Hurry up and find a designer to make clothes?"

Xiaopang thought for a while, "I know a few good designers, but compared to Zhou Xintang, it's still a little worse."

If you can be called a genius designer, you must have the strength.

Chu Yao doesn't know much about the design circle. If he finds a designer, he may be able to help with money.

Gu Mang suddenly stood up, buckled his head with his hands in his pockets, "I will practice this today, and the time will be decided next time."

After saying that, the girl turned around and ran away.

"Sister Mang, wait." Shen Huan got up from the ground and took out his cell phone. "Let's build a group, and there is something to say in the group."

Gu Mangtou didn't look back, Qinghan's low voice, "Take me."

The back turned out of the dance studio.

...

At night, Gu Mang sat on the bed, in a lazy and casual position.

Holding the album in his hand, he tilted his head carelessly, drawing a design draft.

There were seven people dancing in total, lined up in a row.

A loose long-sleeved sweatshirt with fancy patterns of mountains, rivers, birds and beasts on the chest. A leaping Qilin auspicious beast totem, and the Qilin's eyes are very aura.

The lower body skirt is simple loose-fitting design, made of tulle material, light dancing.

The design of the clothes is Gu Mang's usual style.

The fierce collision between modern and ancient times is not inconsistent at all and unique.

At three o'clock in the morning, Meng Jinyang opened his eyes and saw the faint light coming out of Gu Mang's bed curtain, and was stunned.

She got out of bed with slight hands, afraid that she would disturb her roommates to sleep, so she carried a kettle, lunch box and milk to the balcony to warm the milk.

Five minutes later, she touched the temperature of the outer packaging of the milk, and it was almost very hot.

Gu Mang was finishing the design draft, and the bed curtain was suddenly pulled open one corner, a box of milk was handed over, and Meng Jinyang's gentle and smiling face.

Meng Jinyang didn't say anything, but handed the milk forward.

Gu Mang paused for a few seconds, took off his headphones, took them, lowered his eyes and looked at the hot milk, and he clanged his lips in his hands.

Why is it so considerate?

Meng Jinyang lowered his voice and said quietly: "I'm going to bed, you go to bed early too."

Gu Mang nodded.

...

the next day.

Lu Yi in the group asked: "Do you want to discuss the clothes again?"

Gu Mang said concisely, "I have found a designer, and the finished picture will be posted in the group."
Chapter completed!