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Chapter 150 So nervous
And the relationship between her and Ning Qingzhou is not very good in her heart. This time, Ning Churan had the cheek to do such a thing like asking someone to borrow clothes. She barked reluctantly.

This time, she specially borrowed someone else's luxury shirt, and she had to make the best use of it before returning it.

I just looked at the blank drawing paper and thought for a long time. The inspiration in my head seemed to be broken, and I couldn't get it together no matter what.

After all, the shirt must be white as the main color, otherwise if it is really a green or green main color, it may look nonsensical at first glance, and it may have a non-mainstream feeling, but An Xia is also right, the shirt There are not many new ones that can be rediscovered, and no matter how much you think about it, you will not be able to rediscover the flowers.

You can't really borrow other people's inspiration.

But this shirt is really good, whether it's workmanship or color matching, every stitch is perfect, so perfect that Ning Churan is envious.

She has always thought that men's clothes are good-looking, especially the luxury ones, and Ning Churan suddenly has the desire to see all the men's clothes of those luxury brands.

Bo Lianchen must have a closet full of them, but it is absolutely impossible for him to find that black-bellied man.

So the design couldn't start at all, Ning Churan stared out of the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze, unconsciously biting the pen in his hand in tangled up.

She has this little habit, she can't help but like to bite the pen when she thinks about things seriously, as if this way the inspiration can come faster.

Thinking about it, she suddenly felt a familiar sound of footsteps behind her, which she didn't realize just now.

When he realizes who the footsteps are, the first subconscious reaction is to quickly put the shirt back in his hand, and then nervously pinch the pen to look back, if it is Bo Lianchen or whoever is coming.

The man was just behind her sofa, apparently just arrived.

Seeing her making such a big movement, as if she had done something wrong, she raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Why, this is doing something ulterior, and you dare not let me see it."

Ning Churan also felt that his movements seemed a little loud, so he restrained himself a little, and smiled dryly: "Well, I was just thinking about this design, and suddenly found someone behind me, I must be surprised."

As he said that, he couldn't help but glanced at his bag. The clothes were untucked and a corner was exposed, but it should be nothing.

Although it belonged to his elder brother, it was still a men's shirt anyway, so it's better not to let this man know, lest unnecessary things happen.

Originally thought that Bo Lianchen would go back to the study just to get something, but the man went to the little girl without saying a word.

Ning Churan's heart was full of alarm bells, he quickly stared at the drawing paper, pretending to be thinking hard, and bit his pen again.

Unexpectedly, before he could bite for a second, his hand was suddenly drawn away by him.

"It's a bad habit to bite a pen. When did you learn it?"

Ning Churan was taken aback, so embarrassed that she felt a little uncomfortable sitting.

"I have always had this habit. I like to bite when I think about things, nothing else."

"It can be changed later."

"."

Ning Churan thought to herself, why is this man so arbitrary and authoritarian, he has to take care of himself even if he bites the pen.

It seems that the place she chose was not good, otherwise, why would he come down suddenly!
Bo Lianchen glanced at the blank drawing board in front of her, and said, "Look at you like this, have you thought about it for a long time and still haven't got a clue?"

"Well, not yet." Ning Churan replied obediently, but thought in her heart, is there nothing to do tonight, why don't you leave?
Unexpectedly, as soon as he thought about it, the man sat down on the seat next to her, took out a few magazines from the small coffee table beside him, and said lightly: "If you don't have any inspiration, I have some magazines about fashion here, you can read them." .”

"." Could she say that she didn't want to watch it?

Ning Churan took it over, and smiled again: "Actually, there is no inspiration to find. This time, it is open-ended. The organizer just wants to see our students' own ideas. If I don't have my own ideas, then There is no need for design.”

"That's what I said, but when you lack inspiration, you always need something to inspire you. If you haven't calmed down, you can draw a few random pictures to calm your heart down slowly, and the inspiration will come slowly."

"Have you ever learned this before?"

"No, I just know a thing or two."

But he doesn't look like someone who knows a little bit, Bo Lianchen really seems to know everything, no matter what she does, he can always say something very insightful and very reasonable.

Ning Churan thought, are people with the surname Bo really so smart?

The man asked again: "About the first theme this time, what do you want to design about?"

"Shirt," Ning Churan didn't want to go into too much detail, and added a few more words: "This is just a preliminary idea, and I haven't decided what to design. It's just that I personally feel that shirts should be fine. After all, it doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl. Clothes and shirts are always the freshest, even if they can’t be refurbished, it shouldn’t be too bad if they can be decorated with some new ones.”

"Then, is it men's or women's."

".Men's."

"Then, I guess it's time to find some men's shirts as inspiration. If you think so empty-handed, you can't think of anything, so you have no plans."

Bo Lianchen didn't know if it was because his words always hit the nail on the head, but when he suddenly mentioned the point that Ning Churan cared about most, his little heart seemed to thump for a moment, and he felt guilty thinking of the shirt that belonged to her elder brother that was still in his bag.

What did Bo Lianchen mean by suddenly mentioning this? Did he discover something?
But it sounded like he just said a few ordinary words, it should be nothing, Ning Churan, you didn't do anything wrong, even if it was borrowed, it was only borrowed from your elder brother, why are you in such a hurry.

Feeling guilty, it seemed as if he was borrowing something from another man that he shouldn't have borrowed.

Thinking so, Ning Churan swallowed a little, and said steadily: "Yes, but I don't have any specific ideas at the moment, so I don't know what to do, let's talk about it."

"If you don't know who to borrow, I have a lot of shirts, whether it's for work or leisure, and you can pick them up anytime you want."

"Ah, no need, I haven't come up with an idea yet, I must think about it first and see if I want to implement it."

"Yeah, that's right." Bo Lianchen's eyes were fixed on her drawing board, his eyes were dull, but for some reason, Ning Churan felt that every word he said was extraordinarily meaningful.

Today, this man is so deep that she is extremely disturbed.

"In this case, start from your initial inspiration, draw a few shirts in your imagination, and then according to the real thing, I happen to be wearing one, and then draw the one on me after the drawing, just right."

"Eh? Draw you?" Ning Churan was a little surprised, blinked his eyes, and looked at the shirt on the man.

It was a casual white shirt, which made Bo Lianchen look extraordinarily elegant and gentlemanly, as if he moved his hands slowly and would not be affected by others. Compared with the beige and warm that day, this one was more like a beast in clothes.

It's the kind of abstinence and elegance on the surface, but under the clothes, he has a dark belly and full of aggression, which is completely different from his elegant appearance at the moment.

The little girl's thoughts couldn't help but go astray, but she never expected that she would suddenly get the task of drawing Bo Lianchen.

This man is so free tonight, so it's okay to teach her these things, and he still has so much time to be a model so that he can't draw?
"But, aren't you busy today?"

"busy."

Bo Lianchen looked at her, thoughtful: "But I suddenly discovered some things that are more important than work, those things can be let go, but this matter, I have to figure it out now."

It was this kind of extraordinarily profound words that Ning Churan couldn't understand at all, so she wouldn't think that the more important thing Bo Lianchen said would be to teach herself how to design and find inspiration!

Forget it, don't care, anyway, there are ready-made models, maybe you can really carry out your own design smoothly.

Ning Churan comforted herself in her heart not to care about him, and then obediently began to paint the shirt she had imagined on the drawing paper as Bo Lianchen said.

But this time with Bo Lianchen by his side, thinking that this man might be watching her every move and how she draws lines, Ning Churan couldn't help but feel nervous and his hands trembled a little.

Just at this time, Bo Lianchen's calm voice rang in his ears: "Is it because you are afraid of me or something, so nervous?"

"." Ning Churan swallowed his saliva and pretended nothing happened, and held his hand a little more firmly: "Don't talk to me, I'm fine. I haven't been watched and painted for a long time, it's really a little bit."

The man didn't continue to speak to affect her, he hooked his thin lips, and continued to watch the little girl's creation in silence.

In fact, it is not difficult to simply imagine and draw two pieces of clothing, and it does not take much time. It takes much less time than the usual characterization and shadow characterization.

Ning Churan finished drawing a few shirts in just one, two, ten minutes, but I don't know if he didn't have much inspiration and was too nervous, so he didn't have a very special feeling.

The man looked at it for a while and didn't make any comments. He just said lightly, "Draw this on me. This is the inner lining worn by a character in a French fashion magazine a week ago. It may look like an ordinary white lining on the surface, but look carefully. At that time, the collocation of that magazine can still be found to be different.”

Ning Churan knew about this one, and she would pay attention to various fashion magazines. She did have an impression of this one. At that time, the celebrity who wore this one was wearing a black leopard fur coat, and this white lining was directly worn inside. It has never been mixed and matched, but the white lining is especially worn to give a wild feeling.

What Bo Lianchen said made Ning Churan feel a little bit awake, this time the design is one set, since the shirt can't be refurbished, naturally it has to be refurbished elsewhere.

Clothing is not just one piece that can be amazing, but a whole collocation, and the unique crowd that suits it.

As a well-known company, the organizer naturally wants talents who can perfectly combine all these and apply them to the upper-class market.

Ning Chu suddenly understood.

(End of this chapter)