Li Wenjun smiled and knocked on the door: "Tailor Ji, are you there? Tailor Ji, I'm Li Wenjun, and I'm here to make clothes for you."
He called several times before the door quietly opened a crack.
One eye was exposed in the crack of the door, looking out. Tao Guangming, who was looking around, suddenly turned around and saw, and was really startled.
He secretly stroked his chest and cursed in his mind: What are you doing pretending to be a ghost in broad daylight?
The owner of that eye said coldly: "What clothes should I make?"
Li Wenjun hurriedly said: "Wedding dress and formal attire."
"No, stop teasing me." Then the door closed with a bang.
"Fuck you." Tao Guangming's face turned red with anger and he was about to break down the door, but was held down by Li Wenjun.
Li Wenjun patted Tao Guangming on the shoulder and knocked on the door: "A friend of mine is getting married, and I designed a wedding dress and dress for him. After much thought, only Tailor Ji and your craftsmanship can make what I want.
The fabric is too expensive and difficult to find, so I don’t feel comfortable making it for others.”
After a while inside, he said quietly again: "Put the design draft under the door and let me take a look."
Li Wenjun hurriedly stuffed the design draft under the door.
It was quiet inside, as if the man was asleep.
But if you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of someone talking to themselves in a low voice and the sound of paper being turned.
Tao Guangming whispered: "It's over, what if she refuses to do it and refuses to return the design draft?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened with a crash.
Tao Guangming jumped back in fright and stared at the grey-haired, thin woman with a withered face.
Li Wenjun sighed: Tailor Ji is aging so fast. In fact, she is the same age as Yu Mingjie. How come she looks like an old lady.
Tailor Ji’s eyes widened and his hands trembled slightly: “Did you design this?”
Li Wenjun said: "Yes."
Tailor Ji’s eyes looked around: “Who are the bride and groom?”
Li Wenjun dragged out Tao Guangming who was hiding behind him: "The groom is here."
As soon as Tailor Ji saw Tao Guangming's eyes, the light dimmed instantly. He looked away with disgust on his face and asked Li Wenjun stubbornly: "Aren't you the groom?"
Tao Guangming gritted his teeth: This was the most humiliated time he had ever been. It was obviously his wedding, but the tailor wanted someone else to be the groom. Did he think that he would be wasting her workmanship by putting on the groom's suit?
Li Wenjun smiled and said, "You are joking. I have been married to Gu Zhanyan a long time ago, remember?"
Tailor Ji nodded slightly, but still didn’t give up, and asked again: “Are you really not the groom? Can it be you instead?”
Tao Guangming couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck you." He wanted to come forward to argue, but Li Wenjun caught him and held him down behind him.
Li Wenjun apologized and smiled: "The groom is not me, but the bride is Gu Zhanyan's sister. She is as beautiful as Gu Zhanyan."
Tailor Ji’s dull eyes suddenly regained their luster: “Really?”
Li Wenjun nodded: "Really."
Tailor Ji hesitated for a moment: "The bride is fine, the groom..."
Li Wenjun pulled Tao Guangming out again: "Look again. My brother actually looks pretty good, but his skin is a bit dark."
Tailor Ji then frowned and took a good look at Tao Guangming: "The facial features are barely adequate, black or black, the key is that he is too fat."
Li Wenjun hurriedly said: "He is losing weight recently. He is running and playing basketball with me. He will definitely lose weight within a month."
Only then did Tao Guangming understand why Li Wenjun insisted on forcing him to lose weight. He had been doing this for a long time just to satisfy this devilish tailor's wishes.
"I won't be here anymore." He said domineeringly and was about to leave, but Li Wenjun grabbed his collar and dragged him back.
Tailor Ji stepped out of the way: "Come in and measure the size."
Li Wenjun was overjoyed: "Okay, I brought the bride's measurements. Today you only need to measure the groom's measurements."
Tailor Ji frowned: “You can’t do it without seeing me.”
Li Wenjun said: "The bride has a performance task. In a few days, you will make the first version, and she will come back. Then she will come to your place to try. Anyway, you have to make partial changes every time."
Tailor Ji pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then said: "This is the only way now. Who told me to like your design so much? If it were other clothes, I wouldn't do this."
Only then did Tao Guangming understand why Li Wenjun had that hesitant expression on his face when he heard that Ji Rushi could not come to the scene to take measurements.
Tao Guangming followed Li Wenjun in and found that it was a small apartment with one bedroom and one living room. In other people's living rooms, there were dining tables and tea cabinets. On the walls were portraits of great men, tigers, and welcoming pines. If that didn't work, just hang one.
Calendar or clock. The walls of this house are covered with pictures of various clothes.
At first glance when I came in, I thought I was in an exhibition room.
Apart from the pictures on the wall, there is only a sewing machine in the entire living room, a long table for cutting and ironing, and a chair in front of each of these two objects, and a stand in the middle of the room for putting on finished clothes.
puppets and no other furniture.
Then there are various pieces of fabric, zippers, buttons, and lace, packed in bags one by one and placed against the wall.
Where does she eat?
This question flashed through Tao Guangming's mind.
Even if you don't eat, you still need to drink water.
“Come and stand here.” Tailor Ji waved to Tao Guangming.
Tao Guangming was gently pushed by Li Wenjun, and then he realized that Tailor Ji was calling him, and he pursed his lips and went over.
"Don't tighten your abdomen, don't push your buttocks and raise your chest, just stand in the most comfortable standing position. When wearing this suit, you can't keep standing with your abdomen tightened and your buttocks raised, you will suffocate to death. If you do this
It will affect my judgment."
Tao Guangming was disliked by Tailor Ji just now, and now he felt unbalanced. He secretly breathed in, trying to make his figure look better. Unexpectedly, he was exposed by Tailor Ji.
He could only breathe a sigh of relief and stand with an aggrieved and helpless expression.
Looking down at his slightly protruding belly, he felt ashamed for the first time.
It's better to exercise with Li Wenjun, otherwise when the time comes, all the guests will stare at this little belly, which is not worthy of the radiant bride, and he will be much more frustrated than he is now.
Tailor Ji took out a tape measure and hung it around his neck, took a notebook and a pen that was too bald to be bald, and began to measure the dimensions.
Tailor Ji started taking measurements, and only then did Tao Guangming realize that she was very different from other tailors.
Other tailors will only measure the shoulders, chest, waist, hips, and at most the arm length and leg length.
But in addition to these, Tailor Ji also measured the thickness of the upper and lower arms, the thickness of the thighs and calves, the thickness and length of the ankles, wrists, neck, and the measurements from the shoulders to the waist, and from the waist to the soles of the feet.
Even the hips were measured in three sizes.
Tailor Ji wrote a whole page of measurements and said, "Okay."
Tao Guangming was a little worried now: "The bride's size is relatively simple, doesn't it matter?"
