In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

"I'll do it myself this time." Harry's smile revealed confidence, "I like to make clothes, and I probably know what kind of clothes are convenient, beautiful, and cheap."

"If you need my help, I won't be stingy, miss." Anno said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

He and Harry have known each other for a long time, and so far they have maintained a relatively good and pure friendship.

"Of course, Lawrence." Harry looked at the youth.

There was a complex complex in his eyes.

Anno felt Harry's gaze, but didn't dare to turn his head to look.

Are the two of you really unmoved?

......

Anno is sitting on his workbench with a piece of... jewelry in front of him?

Is it a bit too big for jewelry?

This is an ornament that is so luxurious that it is unreal.

Rather than a necklace, a pure gold shawl is more suitable. In order to solve the problem that the shawl is too monotonous, he embellished a lot of other metals and gemstones on the shawl. The most conspicuous one is the one on the chest. A white gem the size of a pigeon's egg.

In order to complete this work, Anno spent thousands of floras to buy these things.

But as far as the current results are concerned, Anno is satisfied.

This gold-woven shawl is not too flamboyant and old-fashioned like a simple gold chain, but it is indeed woven from thin gold threads, reflecting light, making it extremely dazzling.

This piece of jewelry is the one with the largest effort, the most cost, and the best effect since the Anno Institute.

Leonardo da Vinci and Manrio tutted in amazement.

"Lawrence, are you going to sell this piece of jewelry?" Da Vinci turned around the shawl, nearly dazzling Anno's eyes.

"Sell... er, temporarily, don't sell." Anno grabbed Da Vinci, "Leonardo, be more prudent."

Verrocchio came in: "Oh, Lawrence, is this your new work?"

"Well, teacher, please evaluate." Annuo looked at the teacher who seemed much older than a year ago.

Verrocchio shook his head: "I will not judge, your achievements and skills have surpassed me too much."

Verrocchio has plunged into the sea of ​​creation since Ghirlandaio, Perugino and Botticelli left the studio. This year, Verrocchio's excellent works have shown a blowout increase. .

But in front of outstanding students, Verrocchio chose to admit Anno's transcendence.

Anno didn't know what to say, so he could only stand up and hug his teacher.

"Aren't you going to sell this jewelry?"

Anno hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Yes, I plan to keep it for a while."

Verrocchio patted Anno on the shoulder: "You have your own ideas, then go for it, young man."

Anno eventually named the shawl-style necklace "Goddess of Love".

......

The completion of the Goddess's Love also symbolizes that Anno's liquidity has begun to run out again.

No way, Anno could only take a few more orders and barely make ends meet.

Time is slowly advancing to December.

Harry's burgundy hair appeared in Anno's mansion.

After more than a month of design and experimentation, Harley came up with an answer sheet that at least satisfied herself.

This is a dress specially designed for girls, a coat is paired with a dress that abandons the separate structure of the top and bottom, and high heels that make women look taller.

With a blush on her face, Halle showed off her work.

"How do you feel, can such clothes be promoted?"

Anno touched his chin: "What the public sees is not ornamental, it is something that only the upper classes and nobles will consider. The first thing they should care about must be cheap and affordable."

"The cost of this dress is not expensive." Harry said easily, "I know that people's income is not very high, so the price of this dress is very low."

"That's why I said, 'I made it'!" Halle took a turn in her dress.

"Your intelligence surprised me, Harry." Anno looked at the excited Harry and felt happy for her, but he had some other thoughts, "Can you wait for me for a while?"

"Please." Harry smiled politely.

Anno walked out of the room, took a breath, and patted his chest.

He ran all the way from the reception room back to the office where he lived, grabbed a pen, and wrote on the manuscript:

I feel that my love is not vigorous, it just came naturally to me.

=== Chapter [-] Decision ===

Anno sat in a chair, his head a little empty.

He reached out and touched his ear.

is hot.

After swallowing, Anno looked at the manuscript in front of him, still a little unbelievable.

He stood up, opened the closet, and found a dress he made for himself a long time ago, which he hadn't worn since the big art exhibition.

Arranging the buttons of the vest, Anno exhaled.

Identify yourself, Lawrence.

Patting his face, Anno gritted his teeth and walked out of the room without hesitation.

......

Harry sat on a small stool, holding her face.

The afternoon sun broke into the house, and Harry's smart and intelligent eyes seemed a little lost.

Boom!

"Ah!" Harry was taken aback.

Appearing at the door was Anno with a serious expression.

The usual graceful Anno was uncharacteristically, striding to the front of Harry.

"Miss, would you like to dance with me?" Although there was no turbulence in the words, Harry could clearly hear the force and patience hidden behind them.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment.

The fingertips trembled slightly, touching Anno's palm.

What Anno saw was the brilliance that had only bloomed for a moment in the past.

"Of course, sir."

Anno gently pulled Harry's hand, the two looked at each other, looked into each other's eyes, looked at each other's soul.

No accompaniment, no music, the two just danced in the empty studio.

Harry smiled, and so did Anno.

Anno has made up his mind.

He kept asking himself, is he really ready to deal with this?

Now, he's done.

When did the feelings arise?

who knows.

......

Both of them are people who have stayed in the upper class all the year round, and the dance steps are naturally familiar and can no longer be familiar.

Maybe it was a little embarrassing to stop, both of them just kept dancing and dancing.

Until sweat wets the hair.

Anno's hand was around Harry's waist.

His eyes were open, just looking into Harry's eyes.

"Harry."

"Ah."

"I think I'm in love with you."

"I know."

"why?"

"Because I'm in love with you too, Lawrence."

After this conversation, the two let go of each other involuntarily, their faces were red and familiar, they turned their heads away, and dared not look at each other.

Such shameful words!Why did it come out of my mouth! x2

At the door leading from the studio to the mansion, three figures are stacked one upon the other.

"Manlio, lie down a little bit and let me see Lawrence and that little girl."

"Aunt Anna, I can't get down anymore."

"Mrs. Anna, Mr. Manrio, please be quiet, I feel that the master has found us."

outside the window.

"Hey, teacher, do you think Lawrence and Halle are both of them."

"Stable."

And Anno and Harry, who were in the center of their sight, also noticed something was wrong.

Harry coughed twice, picked up the real purpose of coming here today, Anno's new design, and smiled awkwardly: "Then Lawrence, I'll go back first."