Xu Yin was happy: "Don't worry! I will never let you get beaten by your sister."
"I'm serious!"
"I'm telling the truth! If you don't believe me, I will draw it for you right now. As long as I can draw it, my sister-in-law will do it."
Tong Guihua was relieved: "Then you draw quickly."
Xu Yin returned to the classroom, took a sketch pad, and drew two dresses suitable for soft gauze.
The styles of dresses currently popular are pretty much the same.
Almost all of them have split pointed collars with white edges, narrow short sleeves with white edges, a row of fake buttons on the chest, a waist-cinching style, and a hem that is as big and thick as Bragi, and can be turned up by turning around.
That kind of.
And two of the paintings she drew:
One has a one-word collar, ruffled sleeves, a naturally nipped-in waist, and an irregular ruffled hem, making it youthful and beautiful.
The other one has a small stand-up collar, three-quarter sleeves, no waist, but is paired with a red leather belt.
"Wow! I like both of these!"
Tong Guihua held her cheek like a nymphomaniac.
"It's a pity that I don't have Rouzi gauze material. Xu Yin, the skirt you drew is only suitable for Rouzi gauze, right?"
"It's best to have some texture." Xu Yin nodded, "But if it's made of silk, it can also be designed like this."
As she spoke, she picked up the pen again and drew a few strokes.
This time it is an improved cheongsam, suitable for engagements and weddings.
Tong Guihua held the draft book and was reluctant to put it down: "Wow, it's so beautiful! I want to offer it up!"
"..."
Finally, Tong Guihua chose the first picture for her sister. According to her words:
"My sister has a short neck. When she wears a stand-up collar, she loses her neck. A flat collar is better. At least she looks like she has a neck. Also, wouldn't the second picture look bad without a belt? She looks like a pregnant woman wearing maternity clothes..."
Xu Yin twitched the corner of her mouth, suspecting that Guihua's classmate was often whipped by her sister at home - her mouth was too poor to speak.
The orders received this week are far less than last week, perhaps because the tailors here have taken away some of the business.
In addition to the dress Tong Guihua ordered for her sister, she only received orders for four pairs of overalls and two white shirts.
Two pairs of overalls and two shirts are from two boys.
They said they were preparing to work after graduation. They thought the tailors in the county were too slow in their work and were afraid they wouldn't be able to wait.
Whether it was to help her or simply to be in a hurry, Xu Yin accepted their favor.
I gave them a suggestion from the bottom of my heart: change my overalls into suit pants, and give each of them a black tie.
This kind of matching is suitable not only for the first day at work, but also for future engagements and weddings.
As for Sister Tong Guihua’s dress, a lot of thought was put into it.
Xu Yin said that Sister-in-law Xu did it, and her sister-in-law cooperated and stayed in the house for a day and a half during the weekend to get this dress.
The hard work paid off, and after the ready-made clothes came out, not only the whole Xu family, but even Xu Yin herself thought they were stunningly beautiful.
When she arrived at school on Monday, Tong Guihua heard that it was ready and couldn't wait to take it out to see.
This sight attracted the attention of half the class.
As for the other half of the class, they were all boys. It wasn't that they didn't like it, but they were embarrassed to stare at girls' skirts.
"Wow! This is so beautiful!"
"Xu Yin, your sister-in-law did this too? Your sister-in-law is too capable!"
Xu Yin was not jealous at all when they praised her sister-in-law. On the contrary, she was quite arrogant:
"Of course! My sister-in-law is so good at sewing!"
"I think the main thing is fashion. Those old tailors are bad at needlework, but they can't make such a fashionable and novel skirt."
"Really, I bet that no department store in Haicheng can sell this style."
"It's a pity that soft gauze material is difficult to buy."
"White and black ones are not difficult to buy, but they don't look good."
"Oh, come on, please don't do anything!" Tong Guihua painfully hid her skirt in her schoolbag, "It's all wrinkled by your touches."
"Hey! Osmanthus, don't be so stingy. You can borrow your sister's bare clothes to try on when you get home. The most we can do is touch them."
"That's not okay. This is my sister's new dress for her engagement. You are not allowed to touch it again!"
"Okay, okay... My sister is getting engaged in the second half of the year. Why didn't I hear her talk about making clothes? No, I have to go home and ask."
"My brother doesn't know if he made new clothes for my future sister-in-law..."
"..."
Xu Yin listened and saw no movement. She looked up and saw, oh, there were so many pairs of eyes staring at her.
She subconsciously touched her face and wondered: "What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?"
"Well, Xu Yin, if my sister wants to wear a dress like this when she gets engaged, your sister-in-law can do it, right?"
"Xu Yin, Xu Yin, I'll also line up. Although my brother hasn't found anyone he likes yet, he will soon. My mother is looking for him. When things happen, she will definitely make a new dress for my future sister-in-law.
I’ll look for you when the time comes!”
Xu Yin: "..."
Is it really okay to betray your family like this?
"Ahem, you'd better discuss it with your family, and come back to me if you really need it. Also, not all materials are suitable for this style. This one needs a fabric with a bit of texture. If it's cotton or linen or solid, or
This style is better..."
After yesterday's sketches, she added a few more new styles, which are more suitable for relatively strong and crisp fabrics such as cotton and Daliang.
When these girls saw it, they liked her very much and praised her one after another:
"Xu Yin, you are so awesome!"
"Xu Yin, how did you draw it? It's so realistic!"
"How beautiful this would be as a dress!"
"Ah - I really want to go home now!"
"There's no point in going home. We don't have any fabric at home."
"I have some at home. My mother hid a piece and said she would make it for me after I graduate."
"Is that for your blind date?"
"Pfft hahaha..."
"By the way, Xu Yin, are you preparing to take the fashion design major?"
When asked this question, Xu Yin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "It's hard to say whether you can pass the exam. It's too early to talk about majors now."
If you work hard on other subjects, you won’t have to worry so much. The key is Russian.
Every time she opened the Russian textbook, she saw words that she recognized separately, but once they were formed into words, the sentences were as unfamiliar as if they were in another language, and she got a headache.
What's even more troublesome is that the next class is Russian class.
I thought I was going to get through it again in a fog under the eyes of the Russian teacher who hated the irony, but I didn't expect that there was a breaking news:
"Students, I just received a notice from my superiors that starting from this year, Russian will no longer be included as a required subject for the college entrance examination..."
"Wow——"
Before the teacher could finish speaking, there was an explosion in the classroom.
With good grades, students are not willing to point to this course to lose their scores.
And Russian-speaking scumbags like Xu Yin are excited to welcome spring.
"Ah! No more Russian language tests? Great! You are liberated!"
Tong Guihua looked even more excited than Xu Yin.
Xu Yin asked her: "Don't you occasionally get 70 or 80 points in the exam? Why are you so excited?"
"Who wouldn't be happy if they had to take one less exam? Only those who rely on Russian to improve their scores will be as stinky as a stone in the pit."