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Chapter 28 The Little Fairy’s Troubles
Cen Jia felt a toothache when she heard his "hum".

She and Jiang Zhe also became friends by wearing crotchless pants together.But after the two of them had been together for so many years, Jiang Zhe's intelligence and intelligence had not been imprinted on her at all, so he just learned the most like "hum".Even the duration and pitch are exactly the same.

Her stupid son... what should he do if he never learns to be smart?I'm afraid I have to rely on Mommy to protect me for the rest of my life.

"Alas..." Cen Jia sighed and decided not to argue with him anymore, "Okay, okay, I know you are working hard. I will take you to eat delicious food in the evening and give you a good supplement."

"Hmph!" Jiang Zhe tilted his head arrogantly, indicating that dinner was not enough.

Cen Jia was too lazy to continue trying to be mentally retarded, so she rolled her eyes and picked up the two bags on the ground and started rummaging through them.

They are all floor-length gowns with the same application elements but completely different design styles.Although they were all cut and sewn by Jiang Zhe, the design drawings came from their hands respectively.

There was a cutting room at home. Cen Jia put the two pieces of clothing on the display models and retreated to the door to observe the comparison carefully.

After more than ten minutes, a trace of frustration flashed through her heart.

In the past six months, she had either been busy running to hospitals or nursing homes, or was troubled by ghost relatives at home and matters at the company. Her design had indeed regressed.

"What's going on? Do you see the problem?" Jiang Zhe followed her and stood behind her.

Cen Jia glanced at the one on the left first, and then moved her eyes to the side.This one is hers... "It lacks elegance and is not agile enough."

Jiang Zhe also agreed with her judgment: "I think it's a matter of hem cutting and fabric selection."

Cen Jia pursed her lips and said nothing.After a while, she said, "It's more than just that." But she couldn't tell what the specific difference was.This has been revised several times, and the original one... is really worse!
Jiang Zhe looked at the dress carefully several times, thought about it and said, "How about... send it to Lao Lin for a look?" Lao Lin is their professor, a well-known fashion designer in the industry, and can be regarded as a leading figure. .

Cen Jia hesitated and shook his head: "Not yet."

A few days ago, she sent him the first draft of a recent painting. As a result, Lao Lin was very sad and said that she had almost lost all her aura.Probably considering that something happened at home and she was too busy recently, she didn't criticize her too much.

But Cen Jia felt very uncomfortable.

She also knew that her current state was not right.To design something like this, you don’t just have talent, you also have to be able to capture the feeling of inspiration.But now she is either scheming or making financial statements.There are too many messy things in my head every day, and there is no such thing as a sudden flash of inspiration.Not to mention catching the feeling.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Zhe patted her shoulder, "You are not short of these two dollars anyway. Besides, you have too high demands on yourself." He pointed to her clothes and said, "That's it. , just post the rendering online, believe it or not, it will be copied in less than 24 hours. Tomorrow and night, the screen will be filled with various revisions, 99 free shipping, and shipping insurance is included! It will definitely lead the trend."

Cen Jia: "..." I thank you, without being comforted at all.

Jiang Zhe asked her again: "So, which one will you wear to my family's anniversary reception?" Anhua Industrial's anniversary reception will be the night after tomorrow.

Cen Jia walked over and took off the one he designed: "Let's take this one." How could the little fairy wear an imperfect and ugly dress to attend the party?

"Okay!" Jiang Zhe snapped his fingers, "Then try again and I'll change it if it doesn't fit."

There's actually nothing inappropriate about it.

It was originally made according to her size, and the upper body had been altered several times before.If I had to single out something wrong, it would probably be that Cen Jia has lost three pounds inexplicably these days and her waist is a little looser.

But she doesn't think it's a disease.Wouldn't it be solved if I had an extra bowl of rice before going to the party? What a big deal!
Cen Jia took a look around the room in her dress, then carefully changed it and took Jiang Zhe out of the house.

Jiangcheng has recently opened several new stores, and they all have good reputations.The two picked the one with the highest ratings and the most popular traffic.It turned out that it was a bit unworthy of the name.

There was a lot of food left on the table, but no one wanted to pack it away.

Jiang Zhe leaned on the chair, patted his belly and sighed: "It's really not as good as the store behind our university."

Cen Jia nodded in agreement: "Of course. That store's gutter oil tastes good!"

After saying that, he got up and went to check out.

Holidays in Jiangcheng always have traffic jams throughout the day.The two of them originally wanted to find a place to hang out, but there was a traffic jam on the way, which delayed them for an hour.In the end, we lost interest and simply went back to our respective homes.

Cen Jia received two work emails on the way, both of which required feedback and instructions as soon as possible.When she got home, she dealt with her work first, took a hot bath while playing games, and then went to the cutting room.

The dress she designed was still being worn on the display model.

Cen Jia pushed it to the middle of the room, circled it back and forth, and then took out the book containing the design manuscript.

The earliest one was drawn when I was in the second grade of elementary school, using children's watercolor pens.Whether it’s the exaggerated style or the colorful colors, they are all eye-catching.Cen Jia imagined what she looked like when she was in the second grade of middle school, and continued to turn back.

It gets better and better later on.Because when she graduated from elementary school, Cen Hongan specially hired a teacher for her.

Anyway, the Cen family is not short of money, and he doesn't expect the little cotton-padded jacket to become a top designer. As long as she can dress herself up beautifully and outshine her peers.It turns out that Cen Jia not only loves it, but also has a talent for it.

Originally, she could have entered a foreign design school, but she went to Jiangcheng University to accommodate Jiang Zhe.Anyway, with Mr. Cen’s backing, she doesn’t necessarily have to study abroad to get gold if she wants to enter the fashion industry.But if you really have to devote yourself to learning, there will be no shortage of artistic heritage in China.

While watching and recalling the past, Cen Jia vaguely heard something moving outside.She didn't care until Zhou Heng opened the door and walked in...

"It's so late and you haven't slept yet?"

A deep male voice suddenly sounded, startling Cen Jia.

She almost threw out the notebook in her hand, turned her head and looked at the dog man at the door with dissatisfaction in her eyes: "Why did you come to my house again?"

Zhou Heng was a little unhappy when he heard what she said: "Isn't it normal for male and female friends to stay at each other's homes? You are allowed to go to my place, but I can't come to yours?"

Cen Jia indeed thought so.After all, the dog man has three holes, who knows how many places he has to live in?That villa is just one of his places to stay, what kind of home is it?But her place is different, it is a space that truly belongs to her.

But this cannot be said.If you say anything, you'll either get into a fight, or you'll get beaten to death by him in a fight with goblins.In the former case, even if she wins the argument, the petty man will look for compensation elsewhere.She had to pay a physical price for the latter, which was too damaging to her kidneys.

She was the one who suffered anyway.

"Don't you have something to talk about tonight?" Cen Jia put the notebook on the table and changed the subject.

Zhou Heng didn't argue with her: "One of the talks fell apart, and the other had to make an emergency landing due to bad weather on the way. We have to wait for another day to make an appointment." Then as he said that, he walked in and stood in front of the model in the dress, looking up and down. Eye, "Bought a new one?"

(End of this chapter)