Reborn Troops

Zhou Wanwan sat in the corner of the studio, holding her head in her hands, staring at the floor with empty eyes. Her mood was as chaotic as the tools and materials scattered in the studio. Qianqian walked gently to her side, squatted down, and asked softly: "Wanwan, are you okay?"

Zhou Wanwan raised her head, a trace of fatigue flashed in her eyes, "Qianqian, I'm really tired. We have tried so many methods, but failed every time. I really don't know what to do."

Qianqian held Zhou Wanwan's hand and said gently: "Wanwan, do you still remember our childhood dreams? We said that we would create the most beautiful work of art in the world together. Now, this opportunity is in front of us, and we can't give up."

Zhou Wanwan's eyes gleamed, but soon dimmed again, "But, our current design has not made any progress. Every failure makes me feel more frustrated."

Qianqian smiled and said, "Failure is the mother of success, Wanwan. Every failure is a step forward for us. All we need to do is find the right direction."

Zhou Wanwan took a deep breath and nodded, "You're right, Qianqian. We can't give up."

The two stood up again and began to tidy up the studio. They put the scattered tools and materials back in place one by one, as if they were sorting out their feelings. After finishing, they sat in front of the workbench and began to discuss the new design plan.

"Wanwan, do you think we can try different materials?" Qianqian suggested.

Zhou Wanwan thought for a moment, "You mean, we use some non-traditional materials?"

Qian Qian nodded, "Yes, such as paper, cloth, and even some discarded items. We can try to use these materials to create new effects."

Zhou Wanwan's eyes flashed with excitement, "This is a good idea. We can give it a try."

In the next few days, Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian began to try to design with different materials. They found some discarded paper and fabric from the corner of the studio and began to experiment.

However, the new attempt did not bring immediate success. They tried many combinations, but each time they failed. Zhou Wanwan's mood became depressed again, and she began to doubt her ability.

"Qianqian, are we going in the wrong direction?" Zhou Wanwan asked with a hint of despair in her voice.

Qianqian shook her head firmly, "No, Wanwan. We just haven't found the right combination yet. We can't give up."

At this moment, Qianqian suddenly had an idea, "Wanwan, can we try to layer different materials? Maybe this can create a new effect."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Zhou Wanwan's eyes, "This is a good idea. We can give it a try."

The two began experimenting with layering different materials. They carefully layered paper, fabric, and other materials on top of each other, trying to create new effects. After many attempts, they finally found a perfect combination.

When they put the last piece of material on, the whole design suddenly glowed with an unprecedented brilliance. Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian looked at the work in front of them, their eyes full of surprise and emotion.

"We succeeded, Qianqian!" Zhou Wanwan said excitedly.

Qianqian smiled and nodded, "Yes, Wanwan. We succeeded."

However, just as they were immersed in the joy of success, the door of the studio was suddenly pushed open, and a strange man walked in with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Is this what you call a work of art?" the man said coldly.

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian looked at each other, their hearts full of doubts. Zhou Wanwan stood up and asked, "Who are you?"

The man sneered, "I am your biggest competitor. I heard that you were trying new designs, so I came to take a look. However, it seems that you don't have anything special."

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian felt nervous, as they realized that this man might be trying to provoke them. Qianqian said calmly, "Our design is our own hard work, and we don't need your evaluation."

The man looked at them coldly, turned around and left the studio. Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian looked at his back, feeling uneasy.

"Qianqian, do you think he will pose a threat to us?" Zhou Wanwan asked.

Qianqian shook her head. "I don't know, Wanwan. But we can't let him affect our confidence. We have to keep moving forward and create better works."

Zhou Wanwan nodded, "You're right, Qianqian. We can't be influenced by him."

The two sat down again and began to discuss the next design plan. They decided to continue trying new materials and combinations to create more unique and beautiful works.

However, just as they were about to start a new attempt, the phone in the studio suddenly rang.