Chapter 294 Why Are You Blushing?

On Monday, after an ancient literature research course ended, Shen Chaoxi received an invitation from a senior sister from the Design Department. She didn't say what it was about, but just asked Shen Chaoxi to make time to come.

Shen Chaoxi glanced at the time. It was ten o'clock in the morning. It was too early to go home, so he took a detour to a design college.

Ever since the last school anniversary performance, Shen Chaoxi joined the group chat and has had some contact with that side to some extent, and he has also gone to dinner there once or twice when he couldn't refuse.

However, her classmates there left a good impression on her and would not blackmail her because of her status. Most of the meals were paid for on a AA basis, and Shen Chaoxi would be forcibly stopped when she wanted to pay the bill.

There is a large exhibition hall on the second floor of the School of Design with three mirrors for fashion design students to display their works.

When Shen Chaoxi entered, several people who had been at the party were all there. Semi-finished clothing materials were scattered on the wooden floor, and the display racks were filled with wedding dresses.

After Shen Chaoxi entered, he joked with them: "Who is getting married? How romantic!"

Among the few people, only Shen Chaoxi is married. The others all have boyfriends, so they might have a group wedding.

Senior Song Yan pointed to a row of white wedding dresses and explained her intention of calling Shen Chaoxi over.

A fashion show will be held in the Beibu Gulf Scenic Area in Shangjing in August. The School of Design of Beijing University has signed up to participate. The theme of the show is wedding.

"The school attaches great importance to this and has hired the most famous designer in the country, Feifei, to tailor-make wedding dresses for everyone. We need seven models, and you count as one!"

Shen Chaoxi's first feeling was rejection.

"Forget about it. There are so many beautiful girls in your department of design. Besides, you only need seven people. I am from another department so I shouldn't get involved. But if you need support, just ask. I will help you to the best of my ability, that's good of me!"

Shen Chaoxi thought it was a funding issue, and since they asked her, she would provide some funding.

Someone gave Shen Chaoxi a thumbs up: "Great!"

Song Yan shook her head: "This is not my choice, the designer specifically asked you to participate, otherwise he would not give us design guidance!
Sister Feifei saw the performance video of our school anniversary last time, and she is probably coming for you this time!"

Others began to agree: "Yes, although Sister Feifei is a domestic designer, her reputation is well-known abroad, and her team is full of first-class designers, and the level is super-scale internationally. We can be said to have benefited from you for this opportunity. Chao Xi, you can't let us down!"

This is getting her into trouble!

Shen Chaoxi felt that something was wrong, but he had no reason to refuse.

"That's fine."

"Okay, it's settled. Sister Feifei will bring her team to take measurements for everyone this afternoon. Remember to come!"

After the discussion, Shen Chaoxi left and went home.

In the afternoon, she took half a class leave as agreed and went to the Design School again.

Unexpectedly, the auditor that everyone talked about as a great auditor turned out to be the one sitting next to Shang Jianghan in the photo.

"Hello, Mrs. Shang, I'm Lin Xufei, you can just call me Feifei!"

The other party knows her identity.

Shen Chaoxi looked at the slender green hand stretched out in front of him. There were obvious pink and white scratches on the tips of the thumb and index finger, which were caused by his job.

Even so, the hand is still graceful and attractive.

Shen Chaoxi smiled: "Hello, I am a student at school, so there is no need to address me so deliberately, just call me Chaoxi."

The two shook hands, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then got down to work.

Feifei brought six assistants today, whose main job was to take everyone's measurements and communicate about the style and color of the day's clothing.

As a professional fashion designer, the works you design are not just to please yourself, but also to take into account the wishes of the audience.

Obviously, the team led by Feifei has done a great job in this regard.

After taking the measurements, Feifei personally communicated with Shen Chaoxi about the clothing style. "Chaoxi, it seems that you and Mr. Shang haven't held the wedding yet, right?"

Feifei asked suddenly.

Shen Chaoxi nodded.

As the president of Lianzhong, even if the wedding is kept secret or held abroad, it will be reported in the news and on the Internet.

Therefore, Feifei's question was not beyond the line.

It’s just that Shen Chaoxi doesn’t like others talking about this matter.

"My husband is a low-key person, and so am I. We don't care too much about formalities. Instead of doing too many superficial things and making people sigh after dinner, it is better to be down-to-earth and contribute more to society."

Hearing this, Feifei's eyes froze for a moment, but she quickly smiled again.

"You and Mr. Shang have reached a level that ordinary people like us cannot reach."

Then, realizing that Shen Chaoxi didn't want to talk about personal matters, Feifei quickly shifted the topic to her professional knowledge.

For example, she would ask Shen Chaoxi whether she liked white wedding dress or another color.

Shen Chaoxi said that white and other colors are fine for making dresses. Wedding dresses represent holiness. She likes white, and of course she doesn't mind having similar colors such as embellishments such as flowers or accessories such as diamonds and pearls.

As for the style, Shen Chaoxi does not reject some bold design elements, which should not be limited to straight up and down, or puff shoulders, one-shoulder, and pure tube top design styles. When talking about some opinions, Shen Chaoxi also drew some lines by himself.

"I didn't expect that you, Chao Xi, are very talented in fashion design. It's such a pity that you don't learn design!"

Shen Chaoxi suspected that Feifei was just trying to flatter him. The lines he drew were obviously not of the right thickness, and even straight lines were curved. It couldn't be compared with the works of a real designer.

We chatted for about two hours, but both parties had other things to do, so we added each other on WeChat for further communication.

It's already mid-April and it has been drizzling these past few days.

Shang Zhuoming's language ability has developed rapidly. In just two months, he has been able to speak fluently, and has learned to debate and argue unreasonably.

Today, Saturday, early in the morning, Shen Chaoxi was pulled out of his warm bed by Shang Zhuoming's listing of the six major dangers of staying in bed too long.

The little guy crossed his arms over his chest, with a victorious look on his face, his head held high and his chest puffed out.

"Mom, isn't that right? You have to get up on time and eat breakfast. It's good for your health. You'll be a beautiful mom!"

Shen Chaoxi's mouth was full of foam, and he mumbled: "Thank you!"

Then, Shen Chaoxi rolled his eyes at the mirror.

I complained in my heart, do you think I want to sleep in? It's because your father, that inhuman guy, keeps making trouble for me.

Shen Chaoxi's cheeks turned red when he thought about what happened last night.

Shang Jianghan came home very late last night. She was asleep, but he pulled her out of the quilt, first carried her to the sofa, then to the bathroom, and even to the cloakroom when she was changing clothes. He did not let her go until after three in the morning.

President Shang, on the other hand, had to "work overtime" the next day and went out early in the morning, causing her to be "taught a lesson" by her own son.

"Mom, if you correct your mistakes, you are still a good mom. Don't feel embarrassed."

Shen Chaoxi almost swallowed a mouthful of foam.

She rinsed her mouth and asked, "Shang Zhuoming, which eye of yours is embarrassed to see me?"

The little guy pointed at his face and said, "Why are you blushing?"

Shen Chaoxi: ...