"Ai Ai, I just wanted to ask you, is your skirt from Seven?" A female classmate gathered around Qiao Ai with an envious face.
Qiao Ai lowered his eyelids in embarrassment, as if shy, and said softly: "Well, wouldn't it be weird to wear it like this?"
"Why is it strange? You look great in this skirt. I think you are the only one in the entire No. 1 Middle School who can pull off seven things."
This person is obviously a fan of Seven and knows the brand very well.
“Their products are very well designed, especially the works of their head designer S, which ordinary people simply can’t handle.”
"I really like S's design. I'm preparing to take the design major in college. I really hope to see him in person one day. Until now, no one knows whether S is a boy or a girl, fat or thin. I think 'he' is a
Male, because you can tell from the design that the things he designs are simple and elegant, never superfluous, and the colors are bold and bold. Anyway, the style of a female designer is not like him."
Is her design very masculine?
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows.
Every design draft she makes is very simple because she doesn't like things that are too troublesome, including troublesome designs.
What does liking simplicity have to do with gender?
Can’t women design simple things?
Qiao Ai and the others hadn't noticed her yet, but one of the girls surrounding Qiao Ai was fawning after hearing this.
"Isn't the Ai'an family very close to Seven's parent company, Chengfeng Group? Ask her if she has ever met S."
As soon as these words came out, several girls looked at Qiao An. Among them, the girl who liked the seven brand was even more enthusiastic.
"Ai Ai, have you ever met S in person?"
The expression on Qiao Ai's face froze, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he lacked confidence: "I've seen you, I've seen you before."
In fact, she had never met the legendary designer from Seven Group. It wasn't that she didn't want to meet him. She had asked her father for a recommendation before and said she wanted to have a dinner date with the designer, but he was rejected ruthlessly.
People are not even willing to add her on WeChat.
But it's okay to brag. Anyway, these people can't go to Chengfeng Group, let alone meet the talented designer who she can't even meet.
Qiao Ai breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt confident again.
"Have you seen him? Is s a boy or a girl? How old is he? I always feel that 'he' is very young. You can see from his designs that he doesn't have the strict rules of the old school of big-name designers..."
Qiao smiled angrily and said proudly: "I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me to disclose this."
"Ah, can't both men and women talk?"
Qiao Ai looked guilty and told her softly: "'He' himself won't let him speak, and I can't speak either."
Qiao Nian watched her show off quietly, her dark eyes seeming to be looking at a clown. When passing by a few people, she said in a hoarse voice, "Female."
Qiao Ai hadn't seen her for half a month. When he saw Qiao Nian again, he saw that she was more beautiful than before she was injured, and she was even more wanton.
The flamboyant and rebellious temperament in him is more attractive than before.
She pinched her palms and continued reluctantly: "What girl?"
Qiao Nian was passing by and asked herself when she saw her. He stopped casually and glanced at her with a cold look in his eyes: "The s you are talking about is a woman."
What did she mean? She refused to reveal whether s was a boy or a girl, so she just said s was a girl.
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