The age of rebirth: I became a farmer's little koi

Chapter 150 Maybe She Doesn't Read It Yet

"Hey, Xinyu, what book are you reading? I seem to know every word here, but why can't I understand it at all when they are connected together?" Liu Xinyu went to the classroom with the sisters in the dormitory that night. During self-study, she was reading with interest the Fashion Week magazine that Zhao Yanan helped her borrow from Qingda University, when she was suddenly awakened by Hu Xuemei's voice.

Several sisters stretched their heads over at the same time, and read the weekly magazine in front of Liu Xinyu.

It's just that they couldn't understand what was written inside, but the illustrations inside made her see something, it should be a periodical related to clothing.

Chen Jiao looked at the books in surprise and then looked at Liu Xinyu. Her grandfather once went to study in France, and brought back a lot of books when he returned home.

It's a pity that most of it was destroyed in those years of sports. The few books that Chen Jiao's grandfather managed to hide were treasured by the old man on the bookshelf in the study room like treasures.

Because the old man at home often reads these books, although Chen Jiao has never learned from the old man, she often helps the old man clean up the study, and of course she can tell at a glance that the one in front of Liu Xinyu is a French periodical.

"Keep your voice down, sisters, don't interfere with other people's self-study." Liu Xinyu put his finger to his mouth and hissed softly.

The sisters looked around, and sure enough, someone was staring at them with dissatisfaction.

This is not a place to talk, anyway, it's already past [-]:[-], why don't you just go back to the dormitory and ask for clarification.

Liu Xinyu sighed helplessly, as expected, she must have her own private space!

Back in the dormitory, she was interrogated by her sisters. Liu Xinyu had no choice but to tell the "truth": "I like to design clothes by myself, and France is the "country of fashion", so I asked my friends to help me from Qingda University. Borrowed this fashion magazine. I mainly read the illustrations and texts in it. Basically, it can understand me, but I can’t understand it, but I can even guess how much I can understand.”

Liu Xinyu didn't know whether others believed what Liu Xinyu said, but Fang Jizhen believed it anyway, and even Chen Jiao believed it a little.

Fang Jizhen trusts Liu Xinyu very much, because there are seven people in the dormitory, Liu Xinyu only told her what kind of work-study program she does outside, and even knows that the clothes designed by Liu Xinyu have been sold in major department stores in Beijing, and the sales are quite hot.

Liu Xinyu even told her such an important matter, of course it is impossible to deceive her about this kind of matter.

If Liu Xinyu knew that Fang Jizhen trusted herself unconditionally for such a reason, she would feel guilty in her heart.

Chen Jiao didn't fully believe Liu Xinyu's words. She always felt that Liu Xinyu was hiding something from everyone, but she couldn't find out the truth. However, she was the only sister in the dormitory who had been exposed to French. I have some understanding.

People who have a foundation in English learn French quickly, and when reading articles, they can indeed guess roughly because many words are similar.

Liu Xinyu is so smart and has a high talent for language, so she can definitely guess and read the journals.

"French is really so easy to learn?" Han Yueying asked in disbelief.

Liu Xinyu nodded slightly: "Anyway, I've basically finished reading this journal without even guessing."

Han Yueying picked up the journal and tried to read a few lines, but the words in front of her eyes seemed familiar, but she couldn't make a sentence. She couldn't understand them at all, so she put the journal back on the table in frustration.

Chen Jiao also tried it. Although she didn't really learn it, she still has a little foundation in French. She persisted for 10 minutes and finally finished the first page. She closed the journal and looked at Liu Xinyu in shock: "If I didn't If you read it wrong, this should be a journal in the 60s, is the journal from more than ten years ago useful to you?"

Liu Xinyu nodded slightly, but she didn't say any more.

If it weren't for the periodicals of the 60s, maybe she still wouldn't read them!

When she was still Xin Yu, she almost read all the journals that were published after the 80s, but she couldn't find the ones from the 70s and [-]s.

A few days ago, I gave Zhao Yanan a bag, and accidentally mentioned that I wanted to find some copies of this journal.

It took Zhao Yanan a lot of effort to find two copies for her.

It was just delivered to her yesterday, and Zhao Yanan was worried that she would not understand, and wanted to help her find a teacher who knew French to translate.

Of course Liu Xinyu shook her head and refused. She only said that there is a French teacher in the department and she really doesn't understand, so she can ask the teacher for help. Zhao Yanan didn't insist.

Through this incident, Liu Xinyu decided to get the first share of profits. Whether it is renting or buying, first of all, let herself have a private space.

Because jackets and flared trousers were selling very well, Liu Xinyu vaguely noticed that many people paid attention to her studio in Shenghua Garment Factory.

Although no one has been found to have sneaked into the studio so far, there are obviously more people who come to the studio to probe their brains.

Liu Xinyu feels that the studio is no longer safe. Recently, she has not spent as much time in the studio as before, and the design drafts are no longer kept in the studio.

In May, the weather gradually began to heat up, and the sales of jackets began to decline.

That day, Liu Xinyu had just sat down in the studio when Secretary Qiao came. It was Factory Manager Fang who invited her to the factory department, saying that he had something to discuss with her.

It's just a guess, Liu Xinyu also knows why Director Fang is looking for her.

Without further ado, Liu Xinyu put on the backpack she had taken off, locked the studio again, and followed Secretary Qiao to the factory.

"What do you think Secretary Qiao wants her to do?"

"What can I do, of course I want a new design, I can't keep her for nothing!"

"Guess, will she have a new design this time?"

"I don't think there will be. Maybe she got the previous design. How old is she, so she can design?"

"Why do you say that about her? When she was making boards, everyone saw it with her own eyes. She really knows how to cut and make clothes!"

"..."

Behind Liu Xinyu are the strings of doubts from the "old men" in the design office. Of course, there are also voices of defense for her, but there are too many voices of doubt, and the voices of defense seem a little weak.

"With the ability to gossip, why haven't you guys come up with a few decent design drawings?" In the end, Fang Ling, who was working next door, couldn't stand it any longer. On the mouth.

Seeing that everyone was finally safe and sound, Fang Ling returned to her office.

I was stunned for a while looking at my own design drawing on the table. This design drawing is for summer clothes. Although it is a little different from last year's summer clothes, there is really nothing new.

I have seen Liu Xinyu's design and the popularity of jacket flared trousers, such a design is simply impossible to sell.

(End of this chapter)