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Chapter 14 Eighty-zero best sister-in-law (14)

"Quiet! Quiet!"

The Russian teacher tried his best to signal everyone to be quiet.

"I haven't finished speaking yet! Although the college entrance examination is no longer available, the final exam is still required. There is only one month left until the final exam. Everyone must continue to work hard. Especially for some students, the grades are extremely unstable.

When I took the test, I even got a score of zero. If this is recorded in the file...you know, the student status file will follow you for a lifetime..."

Xu Yin, who was called out in a fancy way, almost bit her tongue:

I'm so happy, woo woo woo...

But no matter what, for Xu Yin, not taking the Russian language test in the college entrance examination was like giving her 100 points for nothing.

In the next few days, she was as happy as a fish in water.

After Tong Guihua sent the dress to her sister, she brought another piece of material within two days.

This time it was satin. I said I wanted to make an improved cheongsam to wear to my wedding next year.

Other day students also brought materials for new clothes commissioned by relatives at home.

Xu Yin designed clothing styles that suit their owners one by one based on their height and body type.

Every time she brings back a custom-made dress from home, Xu Yin's business will expand a bit.

As the final exam approaches, the number of customers who come to her for custom-made clothes has grown from classmates to relatives, friends, and even school teachers.

I called her to the office during the lunch break and gave her the wedding candy that a certain teacher brought to the office when he got married. Then I took out the fabric I brought and asked her to design it in a suitable style.

When Xu Yin drew a design sketch in a few moments, the teachers went from being shocked at first to becoming calm now. During this period, they often introduced business to Xu Yin.

Especially several female teachers who had just graduated, they seemed to regard Xu Yin as a little sister.

If you have nothing to do, invite her to the office, have some snacks and chat about the current fashion styles.

If there are any good materials, they will be brought to school as soon as possible so that Xu Yin can see what they can do.

Xu Yin: "..."

Well, I accidentally turned the teachers and students of No. 6 Middle School into my own customers.

It’s late June in the blink of an eye.

The final exam is next week. In order to review with peace of mind, many students did not go home this weekend. Even the day students who live in the city came to the classroom to study by themselves.

Seeing how self-conscious everyone was, Xu Yin was too embarrassed to go home.

Her Russian is still around the pass mark, and every time it's the Russian teacher's turn to be on duty, she will be taken care of as a special person.

Who makes her extremely partial to subjects? She has always scored perfect marks in mathematics and English, and her Chinese language has climbed to the top line, but her Russian language is still half-dead.

This makes the Russian teacher very embarrassed, always doubting that he has not taught well. Otherwise, why can he learn the other two languages ​​​​so well!

Therefore, if they find that she is not in the classroom during self-study class, they will definitely ask Tong Guihua where she has been. Once she hears that she has gone home, she might chase her to her house and give her tutoring.

Alas, with such a responsible teacher, it’s embarrassing to be lazy.

"Yin Yin, here!" Tong Guihua stuffed a tea egg to Xu Yin during the self-study class, "My future brother-in-law brought it to me. By the way, I want to ask if I can make another skirt like that last time. The fabric and labor are both

He came out to give my sister a secret surprise."

"Are you in a hurry?" Xu Yin opened the workbook that served as a temporary account book. "The current orders are scheduled until mid-to-late July."

"It's just in time. He wanted to give it to my sister before her birthday. My sister's birthday is the third day of August. It's September in the Gregorian calendar, so it's still early."

"That's okay." Xu Yin wrote it down.

The material boy put Osmanthus fragrans in the dormitory, "I'll take it to your dormitory tonight. It's a lake-green soft gauze. It will definitely look good as a skirt."

"Don't you want to change the style?"

"Are there any other styles?"

"Of course!" Xu Yin drew two new styles without thinking, "The biggest feature of skirts made of soft silk yarn is that they are elegant and have a falling feel. Which of the two does your sister like?"

"She must like them all! Ahhhhh - I like them too! It's a pity that no one gave me materials."

"It will happen in the future." Xu Yin winked at her.

Tong Guihua punched her: "I hate it!"

"Pfft..."

The two of them laughed and made a fuss, and then the school bell rang.

The Russian teacher walked in, and Xu Yin immediately sat up straight, took out the Russian textbook, and memorized the words. She would be satisfied if she could memorize a few more words and pass the graduation exam.

"Xu Yin, come out for a moment."

After the Russian teacher walked around the classroom, he came to her seat and tapped her desk gently.

Tong Guihua made a mouth gesture of "ask for more blessings" towards her.

Xu Yin herself thought she was going to the office to turn on the stove.

did not expect……

"Teacher Qu, what did you just say?" She almost wanted to pick her ears, suspecting that she had misheard.

"You heard me right, I have seen the clothes made by other teachers here, and they are indeed very good-looking. I don't want to make a skirt for my daughter..."

A few minutes later, Xu Yin returned to the classroom with a few big unity sheets in her hands and her head dizzy.

"You're back so soon? Did you do well in today's quiz?" Tong Guihua asked in a low voice.

Xu Yin opened her mouth: "...I didn't know, Teacher Qu asked me to make a dress for her daughter, and I also asked me to choose the material."

"Damn it! Have all the old songs betrayed you?"

"...What are you talking about!"

"Hey, Laoqu, aren't you worried that if you focus on designing clothes, you will not be ideal in the exam?"

Xu Yin twitched her lips: "He said he originally wanted to find me after the exam. Not two days ago, his daughter's mother passed by Pingyang to see her... I don't understand. Isn't his daughter's mother his wife?"

"Don't you know? Laoqu has been divorced for many years. His ex-wife disliked his low salary at that time and ran away with a wealthy businessman from out of town. The wealthy businessman himself had two children, and his daughter was left to Laoqu." Tong Guihua chatted.

Gossip is particularly exciting.

Xu Yin suddenly realized: "No wonder... Teacher Qu didn't say it clearly, but I heard it. His ex-wife should have come with his stepdaughter. The stepdaughter thought Teacher Qu's daughter was dressed in a tacky way and laughed at her. Teacher Qu thought

If you want to make your daughter happy, come to me."

"Then you have to make her something more beautiful!"

"of course!"

Xu Yin nodded, she knew what materials to buy and what styles to design.

After lunch, she took Tong Guihua to the supply and marketing cooperative and pulled out a piece of seersucker with bright yellow polka dots.

In fact, teenage girls will probably prefer pink.

It's a pity that the cloth stores in the county have a small amount of stock. The pink ones are more popular than the bright yellow ones, so they have been sold out long ago. I don't know when the next batch will be restocked.

However, Teacher Qu said that her daughter’s skin is fairer, and the bright yellow color is no worse than pink.

“Do you have pure cotton white lace cloth?”

Xu Yin glanced at the neatly arranged cloths above and asked the salesperson.

"How many horses arrived this morning, which pattern do you want?"

Xu Yin picked one with small hollow flowers and cut a thin strip.


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