Mr. Captain, we will not make an appointment

Chapter 305 The Dirtiest Person
But forget it, let it be, if you really discover some of Dylan's hobbies, it's not impossible to tell An Qi.

It's just that she won't ask Dylan deliberately, and she doesn't think about the favor Angie promised.

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Hearing the knock on the door, Dylan said two words without raising his head, "Come in."

Jian Sixian pushed the door open and came in, calling out, "Teacher."

"sit."

Jian Sixian sat down, took out the things that will be used in a while and put them on the table one by one, then remained silent, waiting patiently for Dylan to finish his work.

Dylan didn't work for a long time, just over ten minutes later, he stopped writing, looked up at Jian Sixian, "Let's start the class."

"Ok."

Dylan's teaching level is very high, much higher than in the previous training sessions.

Jian Sixian vaguely understands that this is the difference between outer disciples and temporary students.

Dylan also taught very carefully in the previous training class, but the teaching level is still a lot, far less than the current level of care.

In the past few days of becoming a disciple of Dilan's outer sect, what Jian Sixian has learned from Dilan is almost comparable to the one-month training class she took. It can be seen that she still has a lot to learn .

There are even many things that Dylan will not teach her, at least before becoming an inner disciple, so she must work hard to become an inner disciple.

Time passed by every minute and every second. In the process of earnestly learning design knowledge, Jian Sixian almost forgot that time was running. When Dylan said that today is here, she realized that the sky was already gray and dark. up.

She took out her mobile phone to check the time, it was past seven o'clock, it was so late, no wonder her stomach was screaming hungry.

"From tomorrow onwards, you won't come here anymore. I'm going back to China. I just give you the New Year's Day holiday, and I'll come back to class after New Year's Day." Dylan said lightly.

After Jian Sixian froze for a moment, she readily accepted, "I know teacher."

"Well, you go back." Dylan waved away people.

Jian Sixian put away her things, got up and was about to leave, but just as she stepped out, she stopped suddenly, as if hesitating to speak.

Dylan frowned impatiently, "Just tell me if you have something to say, I don't like to stagnate to whet people's appetite."

"Uh, okay." Jian Sixian took a slight breath, and then asked, "Teacher, you should know Ai Yalan, right?"

Ai Yalan is far less powerful than Dylan, but he still has a place in the world, and the two of them should know each other.

Sure enough, Dylan looked at Jian Sixian inexplicably, "What did you ask her for?"

"Some things got involved between me and her, teacher, do you know what kind of person Ai Yalan is?"

There are information about Ai Yalan in the encyclopedia, but after all, it is written on the surface for ordinary people to read. The real information should be learned from people who know Ai Yalan himself.

And Dylan is one of the people who knows about Ai Yalan.

Dylan snorted mockingly and disdainfully, "The dirtiest person."

Jian Sixian said this evaluation is very lifelong and very appropriate.

Ai Yalan was able to use her design, and it was a matter of course to mark it as her own design, and put it on the show floor of the Milan Winter Show. She was not afraid of being pointed out as plagiarism. This shows that she has thick skin to a certain extent. Isn't that dirty.

"Is the incident on the Internet about Ai Yalan plagiarizing another internationally renowned designer's design work true?" Jian Sixian asked again.

"Why are you asking this again?" Dylan looked at her with deeper and strange eyes, as if he wanted to see through her completely from the inside to the outside. Jian Sixian looked at Alexander, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

She replied with a wry smile: "I may soon make a fuss about plagiarizing Ai Yalan's design, but teacher, please believe me, I really did not copy Ai Yalan's design."

Jian Sixian looked back at Dylan with assurance and hope written in his eyes, hoping that the man in front of him would believe her.

It's just that Dylan's eyes are deep, like a deep well, and it is impossible to see through his eyes to see through his thoughts and thoughts at the moment.

Jian Sixian was a little uneasy, her breathing was light, she seemed very cautious, and she was extremely nervous and panicked.

She was afraid of hearing any disbelieving words from the man in front of her.

However, Dylan didn't speak, just looked at her like this, and looked at her for a moment.

Jian Sixian's body was tense from seeing her, and her forehead was covered with thick cold sweat. She couldn't tell what Dylan meant by looking at her like this at this moment, whether she believed her or didn't believe her, she couldn't tell .

She just felt that his gaze was oppressive and scary to her.

Is this the aura and absolute oppression of the world's chief designer?

Jian Sixian was suddenly very envious, resisting the oppression and discomfort Dylan brought her, the more determined she wanted to become the world's chief designer.

One day, she will reach the height of Dylan!

Jian Sixian's hands on both sides were tightly clenched, and the determination in her heart made her eyes extremely firm, and the eyes were shining with longing light.

It was a longing for the future, and a love of clothing design.

Dylan's heart trembled, but his expression remained calm, and he asked very plainly, "Do you like fashion design?"

"I like it." Jian Sixian replied without thinking.

Because she likes it, she chose to study fashion design, otherwise she should listen to her parents and study medicine.

It is precisely because she likes it that she wants to become the world's chief designer, create her own clothing counter, and design lovable clothes.

Dylan smiled suddenly, showing his satisfaction with Jian Sixian and imperceptible appreciation and encouragement in his smile, "Yes, I believe you, a person who likes design, will not copy someone who can't design anything. s work."

Jian Sixian was overjoyed, surprised and delighted, and couldn't even articulate her excited words, "Thank you teacher for your trust, I...I'm so happy."

As long as Dylan believes in her, even if plagiarism happens, she won't be afraid.

Because her friends and her teachers all believed in her and stood by her side.

"Why on earth are you saying that you are about to get involved in a plagiarism scandal with Ai Yalan?" Dylan asked, spinning a pencil in his hand.

Jian Sixian told how Jiang Qing planned to get her design and gave it to Ai Yalan.

After hearing this, Dylan was silent for a while, before she sneered, "Jiang Qing, I know, she and Ai Yalan do know each other, one is nasty and the other is disgusting."

Disgust is the evaluation of Jiang Qing?

Jian Sixian raised her eyebrows in surprise, she didn't expect Di Lan to give Jiang Qing such an evaluation.

(End of this chapter)