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When he returned to work in the company the next day, Mu Qingge was full of energy, and his complexion looked much better.

The pencil at the fingertips moved back and forth on the drawing paper, and the prototype of a skirt appeared vividly on the paper.

The skirt is a tube top style, embellished with diamonds below the waistline, the overall color is indigo, and the other decorations are white.

After confirming the style and appearance, Mu Qingge set off for the fabric market.

She carefully put the drawings into a folder and put them in the canvas bag she carried with her. As soon as she left the office, she saw Linda approaching her.

"Where is Team Leader Mu going? It's not time to get off work yet, is it?"

Darlene raised her eyebrows and looked at her canvas bag, speaking with a sarcastic tone.

Mu Qingge's face darkened. From the previous incident, she noticed that Linda was a green tea, so she replied casually, "I have asked for leave with the HR department."

Linda wanted to say something more, but Mu Qingge stepped forward and said, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Before Linda could answer, Mu Qingge left her sight in a flash, leaving her where she was. After a long time, Linda stomped her feet angrily.

"Hmph, let's see how many days you can be majestic!"

There were not many people in the fabric market, and Mu Qingge stayed in front of every shop for a long time, but he didn't find the fabric he wanted.

This skirt should feel soft and silky, and it looks like a frosted texture. If it is made of silk, it will steal the limelight of the broken diamonds, and the overall effect will decline.

Besides, indigo is really hard to find.

After walking all the way for a long time, Mu Qingge felt that he was tired and hadn't found the fabric he wanted yet.

She walked to a relatively remote shop, bought a bottle of mineral water, and suddenly saw a piece of cloth randomly placed on the table.

It was white, it looked good, and it felt wonderful to the touch of her fingers, just as she had in mind.

"Hello, is this fabric available in indigo?"

The women in the shop came over after hearing the sound, and looked at Mu Qingge, "No more, I wove this myself, only white."

Handmade goods!
Focusing on this, Mu Qingge felt that he should buy this fabric, "Then I'll just buy this one, is there any other fabric?"

"The last one." The woman replied simply, with a strong dialect flavor in her Mandarin, "This one can be dyed. If you want indigo, you can use Polygonum orchid to dye it."

This unintentional remark gave Mu Qingge a new way of thinking. After buying the fabric, she returned home and used an iPad to look up information about plant dyes.

The woman did not lie to her, indigo can really be dyed with Polygonum orchid, and the process is not complicated.

Mu Qingge decided to dye it himself, and after taking notes for a day, he bought Polygonum orchids online.

The next day, the emerald green Polygonum orchids were delivered to Mu Qingge's hands. They were very fresh, with drops of water still hanging from the leaves.

Gu Xiuye, the first dyer, also came to watch and recorded the process with a camera
Mu Qingge put on gloves and put all his heart into this job. His curly hair was casually tied behind his head, and he looked innocent.

After soaking in the lime water for a while, Mu Qingge put the Polygonum orchid in the juicer to make green juice and poured it into a bucket, and the white cloth was soaked in the juice.

Gu Xiuye ​​pursed his lips, looked at Mu Qingge very puzzled, and asked through the camera: "Are you sure you can turn blue like this?"

Mu Qingge said "Mmm" without looking up, and put the bucket in a dark place. "Soak it for a while and then dry it."

But the weather in Yan City will not be so good in the future.

The whole sky was gray, and the sun was covered by clouds, and it hadn't come out for a long time.

The fabric was finally dried by Mu Qingge, and the color was a little darker. The gradient effect deliberately created and the light color of the thin leaves made it look very high-end after being sewn with diamonds.

It was already late at night when the skirt was made according to the original idea. Mu Qingge looked at the skirt with satisfaction, and carefully hung it on the hanger.

Gu Xiuye ​​who was at the side had already fallen asleep on the sofa, and Mu Qingge gently covered him with a blanket, and had a good night's sleep.

It rained lightly on the day of the preliminary round, and there was still work in the company, so Gu Xiuye ​​went to the company first.

Mu Qingge took a taxi to the competition venue on the way, but she was still a little late. All the models were picked away, leaving only a white girl.

The girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old, her face was plain, her facial features were not three-dimensional, and she had no memory points, which was why she was kept.

She looked at Mu Qingge anxiously, and promoted herself: "I can speak Chinese, and I can walk very well. I just need a chance to show myself..."

"You come to be my model, now go and do some makeup." Mu Qingge had no choice but to pull the girl backstage.

Not only was the model not chosen by her, but all the makeup artists seemed to have made an agreement, saying that they had to do makeup for other models and couldn't help them.

Without a make-up artist, the level of modeling can't even reach the passing line, which is really embarrassing for Mu Qingge.

She gritted her teeth, took out some daily cosmetics from the large canvas bag, took a deep breath, and said to the girl: "This is just the preliminary round, let's work hard together."

The girl nodded solemnly, went to the fitting room to change and let Mu Qingge put on makeup.

Mu Qingge's makeup skills are average. This time, she used a large area of ​​sequined eye shadow, painted the pattern of tears under the eyelids, and finally pinned the prepared golden leaves on the girl's blond hair as a decoration.

After finishing all this in a hurry, the result was very amazing, almost immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"Oh my god, the color of the dress is so pretty!"

"The model and the skirt match very well, with a sense of luxury!"

The praises were endless, but Mu Qingge turned a deaf ear to them. He pulled the girl's sign language and said earnestly: "Their words have no weight, and the judges have to approve it. You can adjust your state and go on stage."

The girl nodded and put her hands on her heart, a little nervous.

The competition officially started. Models stepped onto the stage one by one, and all kinds of dresses were displayed on the big screen, each of which was full of creativity and beauty.

Mu Qingge also inevitably became nervous, clenched his fingers to give himself confidence.

The girl walked onto the runway wearing the clothes she designed, and her whole body was full of aura. She was not a flamboyant royal sister, but an elegant lady.

Her expressive ability is very good, the moment her eyes catch the camera, the audience in the audience is boiling.

After the 88 models have finished walking, it is already an hour later, and the designers will stand beside the models, waiting for the results of the primary selection.

Only after passing the primary selection can one get comments from the judges and enter the next round, which is a bit like a draft.

A list appeared on the big screen, Darlene's name was the first to bear the brunt, but Mu Qingge's name was not there.