There are usually only three teachers teaching the fashion design major, and Teacher Zhao is the one with the most responsibility.
After the roll call, Teacher Zhao ordered all the books to be distributed, and told the students to prepare all the tools they need when they go back, and then asked them to go back to their dormitories to rest, and the official class will start tomorrow.
Teacher Zhao stood on the podium and slowly packed his things. It wasn't until he realized that all the students below were gone that he raised his head and prepared to leave.
When he raised his head, he looked into the eyes of Lu Qingqing, who had just walked slowly to the podium.
"Lu, classmate Qingqing? Why haven't you left yet?"
Lu Qingqing smiled self-deprecatingly and said nonchalantly: "Teacher, I am slower to pack things, so my movements are slower."
Teacher Zhao's face was full of kindness, "Today is the first day of registration. The dormitory has not been tidied up yet, right?"
"Teacher, I live in Beijing, so I applied to be a day student and not live in the school."
"Oh, that's how it is."
Teacher Zhao slowly walked down from the podium while talking.
Lu Qingqing stepped forward very naturally and supported one of Teacher Zhao's arms. Seeing the surprise in Teacher Zhao's eyes, Lu Qingqing quickly explained: "Teacher Zhao, my grandma is about the same age as you. She is unsteady when walking, so I am used to it.
I didn't offend you by supporting her, did I?"
Teacher Zhao's eyes were filled with a kind smile, "I always don't want students to know that my legs and feet are not convenient, but I didn't expect that a little girl like you would find out on the first day of school."
Lu Qingqing's nose was a little sore, she smiled and said nothing.
Teacher Zhao's leg disease is not too serious now, but the pain will become more and more unbearable in a few years. In the end, Teacher Zhao can only walk in a wheelchair, until he is finally paralyzed in bed.
But these words can only be hidden in her heart.
Lu Qingqing helped Teacher Zhao walk slowly down the corridor, "Teacher Zhao, are you going home or staying at school?"
"I'll just go to the office," Teacher Zhao coughed twice, "I still have a design that I haven't finished yet."
Looking down, Zhao Ailian saw the hem of the sweater Lu Qingqing was wearing, and couldn't help but touch it, "Who made this dress for you?"
Lu Qingqing lowered his head and glanced, "Teacher Zhao, I did this for fun. If I don't do it well, you will laugh at me."
Zhao Ailian shook her head and paused, "Classmate, wouldn't it be convenient for you to open your coat and let the teacher take a look at your sweater?"
Lu Qingqing immediately took off his coat without hesitation.
Just kidding, if such a famous senior wants to give you a few words of advice, there is no reason not to listen!
Zhao Ailian took a closer look at Lu Qingqing's clothes, then got closer and touched her stitches, and couldn't help but nod in admiration.
"Have you studied design before?"
In front of seniors like Teacher Zhao Ailian, Lu Qingqing didn't know how to hide it, so he could only nod and admit: "When I was at home before, I read several related books... and also read your book."
Zhao Ailian raised her eyebrows, "Have you read my book?"
She was not yet famous at that time, and even many authoritative seniors in the industry looked down upon Teacher Zhao Ailian's theory. She only gradually became famous after her death.
"Yes," Lu Qingqing nodded a little sheepishly, "and my favorite is your book."
This is not flattery. At first, only Teacher Zhao’s book Lu Qingqing read many times.
Teacher Zhao nodded with a smile in his eyes.
She never thought that a little girl who had just entered college could actually make such a design-rich dress, and even read a book written by her.
Looking at the color matching of Lu Qingqing's sweater and ears, Zhao Ailian suddenly felt countless inspirations coming to her mind, and she couldn't help but walk faster.
"Classmate, please help me walk faster. I'm anxious to go back and draw my picture."
Lu Qingqing didn't know why, so he just thought that Zhao Ailian was in a hurry to get back to work, and he speeded up to help her walk steadily to the office.
After sending Zhao Ailian back to the office, Lu Qingqing didn't know the situation of Shen Yuzhi and the others, so he simply went downstairs to go home.
As soon as I walked to the gate, I was stopped by the uncle, "Hey, wait, let's talk about you, Lu Qingqing!"
Lu Qingqing was so immersed in the excitement of seeing her idol that she didn't even hear the guard's shout. When she came to her senses, the guard was holding a rag and was about to throw it at her.
Lu Qingqing chuckled, "Uncle, you are not polite!"
The doorman was also a little embarrassed. He coughed twice with a straight face and silently put down the rag in his hand.
"Today there were two more people who wanted to ask me about renting a house, so I pointed them directly to you. I told them to go there this afternoon, so as not to miss you if you weren't at home."
When Lu Qingqing heard this, he laughed with crooked eyes, "Uncle, you are too thoughtful! But I will inevitably be away from home a lot of time in class in the future. You can just ask them to go directly. My sister will be watching over there."
The guard looked at Lu Qingqing again.
It seems that they are really planning to develop this place into a formal business, and there are already people taking care of it.
When Lu Qingqing came home from school, Shen Yuzhi and the others were not back yet.
Mrs. Xie, Wang Li and several children gathered around her asking questions.
"How is it different in the university from our elementary school and junior high school?"
"Aunt Qingqing, will the teacher hit you if you are late for class?"
"How are you getting along with your classmates? Are you okay with the teachers?"
After Lu Qingqing answered all the questions one by one, he took a breath and walked to the west courtyard to expedite the unfinished clothing orders and changed the sign hanging on the door.
"Pick up the goods within a week, no expediting is accepted."
Now that Lu Qingqing has started taking classes, she has less free time, less workload, and less money.
Fortunately, she started preparing before school started.
Every two days, Lu Qingqing will take out a few new clothes from the space, saying that he made them in his own time. There are dozens of them now. These dozens of pieces cost nothing and are hung directly in the store.
Wang Li was able to sell it by herself when she was away.
After settling the matters here, Lu Qingqing received a letter from Xie Jiaci.
Lu Qingqing took out the letter with excitement, but for the first time, Lu Qingqing did not smile after reading the letter.
How dare Chen Haohao directly and blatantly target Xie Jiaci...
Lu Qingqing was shocked, but at the same time, she subconsciously felt vigilant in her heart.