After Luo Fang finished getting her son's performance clothes ready, she came close to Li Manjun, pointed at the dress Nian Nian wore and asked in a low voice:
"Mother Jianing, where did you make this dress Jianing?"
Li Manjun smiled and replied: "I borrowed it from a friend."
Hearing her answer, Luo Fang asked uncertainly: "I saw this dress in Sherry's autumn sample last year. At that time, the attendant at the studio there told me that this dress was a Christmas limited edition and only a children's version. Could it be from somewhere else?
One type, right?”
Li Manjun turned to look at her in surprise, "Mother Tiancheng, do you also pay attention to Sherry?"
Luo Fang nodded, of course she was paying attention. Who among the ladies in Rongcheng wouldn't pay attention?
So, which piece on Jianing’s body was borrowed from Sherry?
"Is it really true?" Luo Fang covered her mouth slightly in surprise and looked at Li Manjun excitedly. Seeing her nod her head in confirmation, Luo Fang was even more shocked.
Sherry's clothes are not only difficult to wait in line, but also difficult to borrow. They say that in order to maintain the style of high-end customers, they will not be loaned out, unless they are famous little stars.
Last month's fashion magazine cover featured Sherry's seasonal dress, worn by a famous model.
"Mother Jianing, how did you borrow it? Do you have any requirements?" Luo Fang asked curiously.
Li Manjun smiled helplessly, "Designer Zhong is a friend of mine. I just borrowed it from a friend to wear for my children. There are no requirements."
Luo Fang's heartbeat quickened, "Are you friends with Designer Zhong? Oh my god, how did you meet? It's amazing. I feel so unreal now."
That’s a designer that rich ladies want to make an appointment in advance to meet. Li Manjun is actually friends with her?
Turning around to look at the little rose surrounded by little girls, this dress is strong evidence.
Luo Fang was surprised for a while before realizing that her performance was a bit exaggerated, so she restrained herself a lot, but her eyes were bright and she looked at Li Manjun expectantly, "Mother Jianing, you and Designer Zhong are friends, so it should be very easy for you to ask her to make a dress."
Is it easy?"
Li Manjun nodded. As one of Sherry's major shareholders, she has priority in customizing garments once a month.
However, she has enough basic clothes, and it is difficult for her to wait for a dress for at least half a month and as long as two or three months, so the monthly privileges are either used on Zhao Yong or on her daughter.
On the body.
Sherry occasionally makes men's suits, but only rarely.
Zhao Yong has many social occasions, and these dresses are all suitable for the occasion.
Every year, she has special care from her godmother, so she doesn’t have to worry about it at all. There is always one item in the children’s clothing show that is reserved for her.
After the show, they were sent directly to my home. I couldn’t wear them out every year, and some of them were never worn even once, so I just kept them small.
Li Manjun is still worried about these "beautiful waste" dresses and doesn't know how to deal with them.
When Luo Fang saw that Li Manjun looked used to it when she mentioned Sherry, she knew that she and Designer Zhong were definitely close friends.
After much hesitation and not wanting to miss the opportunity to have it delivered to my door, I tentatively asked Li Manjun if he could help make an appointment for Designer Zhong.
"Do you want a custom-made dress?" Li Manjun asked.
Luo Fang nodded, "I want to order one for my mother-in-law. She will be turning sixty soon. She has read Sherry's magazine and likes it very much, so I want to give her a surprise. But designer Zhong is too busy and I have no time to make an appointment.
The schedule is until the end of April, and my mother-in-law’s birthday is in early April, so there’s not enough time.”
If it were a style made by other Sherry designers, it would be no different from others. The old man was celebrating his 60th birthday, so he wanted to be more high-profile and stand out.
Li Manjun glanced at his daughter who was playing with Luo Tiancheng and Lin Fangfang, and said to Luo Fang, "I'll make an appointment for you, and I'll tell you the result."
"That's great!" Luo Fang excitedly held Li Manjun's hand, "Thank you, thank you so much. I originally wanted to give up this gift, but I didn't expect you actually knew Designer Zhong, so I just wanted to try it again shamelessly.
, don’t be surprised
"
Li Manjun shook his head, "You are also filial to small matters."
While they were chatting, the teacher blew the whistle, directed the children to line up, called the parents, and set off to the school auditorium.
The auditorium is large and can fully accommodate the parents who come to participate in the activities.
The children were taken backstage by the teacher to prepare. Li Manjun and Zhao Yong found their daughter's class area and sat down. Luo Fang was next to Li Manjun. Lin Fangfang's father came over at some point.
"I am Lin Jie, Lin Fangfang's father. My daughter is very close to your family, Jianing." Lin Jie adjusted the frame of the mirror, his manner was modest and elegant.
Zhao Yong stood up hurriedly, and the two fathers shook hands. Zhao Yong praised: "Your daughter's skirt today is very special. It's the first time I've seen a sweater with flowers woven into it."
Lin Fangfang's performance clothes are made of a special material and are made of knitted sweaters. One look at her shows that there is a skillful woman in her family.
Hearing someone praise his daughter, Lin Jie felt a little happy and said modestly: "Fangfang's mother knits sweaters very well. She knew her daughter was going to perform on stage and knitted for several days. Fortunately, she was in time."
He praised Nian Nian again, "Your daughter's dress is particularly exquisite. My daughter told me that Jia Ning looks like a flower fairy today."
Zhao Yong felt happy, who doesn't like to hear good words?
"The performance is about to begin." Li Manjun reminded Zhao Yong to sit down and leaned out to say hello to Lin Jie.
Lin Jie nodded, and Zhao Yong and Zhao Yong were polite before sitting down together.
Zhao Yong chatted with Lin Jie in a low voice, asking what he did for a living. After getting the information, he immediately whispered in Li Manjun's ear and told her: "Cultural man, you don't know the teacher at your school."
Li Manjun was a little surprised, what a coincidence?
"The total time I spend going to school is not as long as the time you spend squatting in the toilet. I can remember that the teacher in my professional class is already pretty good." Li Manjun laughed at himself.
Zhao Yong shook his head helplessly and complained about him again.
The music started to sound, the host and the director came on stage to open the show, and the New Year's Day performance officially began.
Taking care of the children in the small class, the patience is limited, and the performance of the small class is the first to go on stage.
Seeing a flash of red peeking out from the side of the curtain, Zhao Yong immediately sat up straight, set up the video recorder, and looked forward to it.
When the piano played, the children lined up in two pairs, holding small red flowers, and jumped up to the stage.
Li Manjun was surprised to find that Niannian had been moved from the left side of the first row to the center C position.
It turned out that the teacher felt that Nian Nian's clothes were too beautiful and that standing on the side would affect the overall harmony. He temporarily adjusted her position and asked her to stand in the C position.
Facts have proved that the adjustment was correct, and the exquisite costumes were a plus and made the teachers at the judges’ table shine.
Under the direction of the teacher, the lovely children lined up, held up flowers, and began to sing:
"Little Swallow, wearing floral clothes, comes here every spring. I asked Swallow why you came, and Swallow said, the spring here is the most beautiful——"
After singing the Chinese version once, adjusting the melody slightly, and then speaking again, it turned out to be the English version of Little Swallow.
Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows curiously: "You're so foreign."
