The first thing Yu Hui did after returning home was to search for tools through boxes and cabinets, and the next thing was the soul of a piece of clothing - design.

Clothes without design are equivalent to having no soul. Clothes without soul are just a tool for covering and keeping warm.

Giving ordinary fabrics to the soul is the awesomeness of a great costume designer.

A piece of clothing with soul can not only enhance a person's charm, but also change a person's temperament and show a person's taste and style.

As the old saying goes, Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes.

This is true for all Buddhas, let alone people?

Yu Hui sat at the study desk he used to meditate for a while when he was in school, then picked up the pencil and started painting on paper.

He was very fast, as if he hadn't passed through his brain, and he didn't take long to draw a simple sketch.

In two years, his brain has accumulated too much and needs an opportunity to release it, and design is undoubtedly the best way.

There are many styles of wedding dresses, such as A-line wedding dress, straight wedding dress, full-frame wedding dress, suspender wedding dress, small tail and large tail, etc.

Each style also has many decorations, such as embroidery, crystal, sequins, lace, ribbons, and feathers.

The diverse styles and complex decorations, how to make choices and make them harmoniously and uniformly form a perfect whole is a very big test for designers.

For Yu Hui, this is also his first test after he was released from prison.

He was not only facing Zhou Binglu, but also everyone at the wedding.

After success, Zhou Binglu wore the wedding dress he designed to be a grand wedding. If she failed, she would inevitably be furiously criticized by the media, the design industry and the melon-eating crowd.

Genius clothing designer Jiang Lang has finished his talents?

Revealing the Fall of a Genius Clothing Designer.

In this way, how can he take back everything that belongs to him?

Different aesthetic concepts and different aesthetic levels will inevitably cause different people to have different ideas about the same thing.

Including money.

Some say it is the spring of happiness, while others say it is the source of all evil.

What's more, some of what he has to face are not human at all.

...

"What are you doing?"

Yu Zhengliang came back from outside. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his wife standing outside the window of his son's room, stretching his neck and looking inside, looking sneaky.

"Shh!" Su Ping put her index finger in front of her lips, then waved to her husband, signaling her to come over.

Yu Zhengliang walked over and looked into the window curiously. He saw his son sitting at his desk, holding a pen in his hand and writing and painting.

Before he could understand what was going on, he was pulled into the inner room by his wife.

"He has been there when I came back, and half an hour has passed." Su Ping's face was full of worry as she spoke.

"What is he doing?" Yu Zhengliang looked at the time on his watch. At half past five, he didn't know how long his son had been sitting.

"I don't know, maybe I'm drawing a design draft." Su Ping guessed that she was definitely not doing math problems.

"Don't worry about it for now, call him to see the situation when eating."

"good."

Half an hour later.

"Son, it's time for dinner. Mom has bought you roast duck." Su Ping shouted loudly.

"I understand, mom." Yu Hui put down his pen, stood up, stretched his waist and walked out of the house.

The meal has been set up. In addition to roast duck, there are also bamboo shoots with duck gizzard, shredded pork with bean sauce, shredded green onion, sweet noodle sauce, lotus leaf cakes, and a large bowl of vegetarian soup.

He sat down and ate in big mouthfuls. After staying in it for a long time, everything he ate was delicious after coming out, and even cured his picky food problem.

In the past, he didn't eat duck gizzards, but now it tastes so good.

Su Ping kicked her husband under the table and signaled to the other party to ask.

Yu Zhengliang was not used to the sudden change in the relationship between father and son. He twisted for a long time, and finally gave his wife a wink, then lowered his head to drink the soup.

Su Ping rolled her husband angrily, then pretended to ask casually, "Son, what are you busy with today?"

"Zhou Binglu is getting married, I'm going to design a wedding dress for her." Yu Hui said while eating, "I promised them before that I would make wedding dresses for them by myself when I got married."

Su Ping was stunned and looked at each other with her husband. This was a good thing. It was better to have something to do than to do nothing all day.

The most important thing is that in the design process, the son’s profession is easier to find himself regaining himself, and will not fall into pain or confusion.

"Okay, tell me what you need, and I have everything there." Su Ping expressed her full support.

"Well, I understand." Yu Hui smiled, lowered his head and continued to eat, resolved the battle in ten minutes, and returned to the house to continue painting.

Yu Zhengliang and Su Ping didn't say anything. They were also engaged in fashion design and fully understood their son's current situation.

Isn't it the same when they were young, they are always busy and forget to eat and sleep, and sometimes they can't stop even if they get into trouble.

Now that I am old, I rarely stay up late, and I will tell you what clothes I need a long time in advance to give them enough time to prepare. However, sometimes I still need to stay up late when I encounter urgent work.

Besides, young people have to fight, how can they have a future if they don’t fight?

...

The next morning, Su Ping got up to make breakfast, and as soon as she went out, she saw the lights on her son's room.

normal.

On the third day, Yu Zhengliang got up to play Tai Chi, and the lights were on in his son's room again.

Maybe I got up early.

On the morning of the fourth day, Su Ping and Yu Zhengliang woke up and slept out of the window and looked out, and the light was still on.

Maybe I've been asleep during the day.

Day 5.

At three o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhengliang got up at night and went to the toilet and found that the light was still on. The self-comfort that had been a few days ago was completely useless.

He walked out the window wearing his clothes, but found that his son was asleep on the study table. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned around and left quietly.

The sixth day early in the morning.

Yu Hui got up early and washed his face, shaved the slag with a razor, and after one week of being released from prison, his hair grew one centimeter, and finally got a hairstyle.

During the meal, he said to his family, "Mom, there is something to do with Jianghai today. I want to go there. I don't know when I will come back, so I don't have to wait for me for dinner."

"Well, you should remember to eat on time when you are outside." Su Ping instructed.

"I know that the body is the capital of revolution. Yesterday I bought a thermos online to soak wolfberry."

"Add some chrysanthemums, name."

"Okay."

Yu Hui left home after breakfast.

Last night, he received a call from Chen Wei, asking when the print advertisement will be filmed. The company has approved it and the people are ready, so they just wait for the model to arrive.

Of course, Yu Hui would not miss the opportunity to promote the team, so he promised to bring people there today.

I don’t know if the four rookies have made progress under Gao Chen’s special training.

When you go out to shoot, you can also read it wrong.

If there is no progress in a week, there is no need to debut in the future.
Chapter completed!