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Zhang Ziyu went to school after waking up.

The fashion design of University B is not only well-known in China, but also famous abroad. Half of the international students of University B are in the School of Design and Art, and September [-]rd in fashion design accounts for more than half.

For this reason, the college holds a fashion design competition every year. It stands to reason that freshmen are generally not eligible to participate in the competition without any professional study, let alone freshmen who are still in military training. As for the matter of physical strength, it is already a default rule that no freshmen participate in the annual design competition.

Until the year before last, a freshman signed up for the competition. The clothes he designed were bold and eye-catching and novel. He won the championship all the way, and the school immediately became famous. Even freshmen who just entered the school can also sign up for the competition.

Zhang Ziyu lived in the hospital for a few days. When he went to school, the military training was not over yet, so he went to the squad leader to get his clothes. In the morning, Zhang Ziyu changed his clothes and rushed to the playground.

Before the assembly, when Zhang Ziyu came in, he successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Xu Feng has been in the military training at school for the past two days, and he has already attracted attention, a sunny and handsome boy, and the number of people who want to contact him openly and secretly are countless.

Everyone knows that there is Xu Feng in the School of Art and Design, and Zhang Ziyu. When he first entered school, there was a photo of Zhang Ziyu on the school forum. Just when everyone was looking forward to seeing the real person, Zhang Ziyu asked for leave. Everyone's hopes fell through. I just hope he can show up soon, if the military training is over, there will be very few chances to meet him.

Now that I really saw Zhang Ziyu, everyone was a little suffocated.

Real people are better looking and more temperamental than photos.

Originally, the fat military training uniform was worn on Zhang Ziyu, as if it was tailor-made for him. With a handsome face and slender legs, he was sitting on the grass. He didn't know what Xu Feng said to him, so he suddenly laughed , Zhang Ziyu has always given people the impression of being cool and cold, so when he smiles like this, he is a bit childish, and his eyes are shining, making him even more attractive.

Zhang Ziyu's photos can be updated again on the school forum.

"Oh, once you come, I can only be a class member." Xu Feng looked at Zhang Ziyu like a resentful woman.

Zhang Ziyu smiled, "Really? I'm sorry."

When the military training was assembled, the instructor looked around and found this radiant white boy in the team. This year's boys are very good-looking, such as Xu Feng who is always asked to go out for push-ups in the back row, the new one, It should be with Xu Feng. The instructor saw the two of them chatting on the grass before the assembly. In fact, these two people don't seem to be children from ordinary families. They are obviously different from the children who don't know the world around them.

"Xu Feng!"

Xu Feng had a bitter face, "Here!"

The instructor laughed, "Get ready for push-ups!"

Xu Feng was about to cry, "Yes!"

Zhang Ziyu glanced at him, expressionless.

In the past, Xu Feng was always asked to do push-ups in military training. He was used to it. Xu Feng always liked to touch here and move there in military training.

At the end of the morning, Xu Feng became a hot dog. On the other hand, Zhang Ziyu looked like he had just come out of the air-conditioned room, and he couldn't tell that he had been in the sun all morning.

Xu Feng rolled his eyes. He knew Zhang Ziyu too well. Zhang Ziyu was the type who didn't get tanned and didn't sweat on his face. In fact, his clothes must be soaked through.

Going out from the playground, there were quite a few people looking for Zhang Ziyu's contact information, but Zhang Ziyu politely refused. After a few more people were rejected, rumors spread that the fashion design major had a high-altitude flower.

In the afternoon military training, both Zhang Ziyu and Xu Feng did not come. The squad leader brought the leave note, saying that they would not come for the subsequent military training.

There were many sighs in the team instantly.

The instructor laughed immediately, "Why are you sighing? Do you have such a regret?"

The little brother is gone just like that. Whether they can hold on for the remaining half a month depends on these two little brothers.

"Don't be sorry, can't you still see them in class? Other battalions should sigh, maybe you won't even be able to see them in the future, don't you think so?" The instructor comforted the girls in the team who were obsessed with masculinity.

But it didn't work.

Zhang Ziyu and Xu Feng, who were missed by all the ladies and sisters, were lying on the sofa in the living room of Jingqiao's house and drinking watermelon juice. Aunt Su just squeezed it, and added fresh milk and honey, which is especially refreshing.

"Are you going to participate?" Xu Feng kept changing the TV channel.

Zhang Ziyu said lightly, "The counselor gave you leave, can you not participate?"

"That's right." Xu Feng said, "Then what kind of design are you going to design? I think there are too many types to choose from, and I'm very confused."

Zhang Ziyu was noncommittal.

The fashion design competition does not clearly stipulate the seasons, occasions, and fabrics for designing clothing. It is entirely up to the students to freely play, but precisely, this kind of free play is the most test of students' ability to control fashion design.

Many students, when designing clothing, want to stuff all the good novelties into it, but when the finished product comes out, they can't bear to look directly at it, and don't know what the designer wants to express and the design concept.

Zhang Ziyu once read his mother's manuscript, and he was amazed by his mother's talent in fashion design.

It can be said that ordinary high school students do not learn their majors in advance before going to university, but Zhang Ziyu is different. He has been studying by himself since he knew his mother's favorite major in fashion design, and he has also seen many famous designers. The teacher's show, although he doesn't like this industry very much, but he has this talent. In this industry, talent is more important than hard work. Having talent can go farther, and talent can determine where a designer can stand. high.

"Gown." Zhang Ziyu said softly.

Xu Feng was a little surprised, and said "ah". Most of the students were more restrained when they first participated in this kind of competition, and they would choose dresses in a regular manner. Xu Feng thought that Zhang Ziyu's talent would be different from ordinary people, but he didn't expect him to I also chose to take this popular path.

The more popular it is, the more choices designers can make, and the harder it is to be different.

Xu Feng asked him, "Then do you have any ideas?"

Looking at the watermelon juice in the glass, Zhang Ziyu gradually came up with thoughts, "I think so."

Xu Feng is not as talented as Zhang Ziyu in this aspect, but he likes it quite a lot. He has no idea until now. There is only the sound of TV in the living room, and Xu Feng fell asleep on the sofa.

"What's the matter with you and Teacher Luo?" Zhang Ziyu half-closed his eyes, leaning on the sofa like a lazy cat.

Xu Feng was lazy and didn't care, "What else could be going on? He wants to marry me. If I didn't run away, I would have been dragged to meet his parents by him."

"..." Zhang Ziyu opened his eyes slightly, a little in disbelief.

Luo Ming seems to be a very mature person, and he is also very good friends with Jing Qiao. He used to be the teacher of Xu Feng and Zhang Ziyu. Why did Luo Ming not call Xu Feng before, but now he wants to get married?

Xu Feng buried his head in the pillow, and said sullenly, "He should just want to be responsible. It's not fair to him, and it's not fair to me. Besides, everyone is a man, isn't it just sex? Everyone Cool, what are you talking about responsible for?"

Zhang Ziyu looked at Xu Feng thoughtfully.

Xu Feng should have feelings for Luo Ming, but he just felt insecure, because he felt that the reason why Luo Ming wanted to marry him was because he wanted to be responsible for that night.

Zhang Ziyu has no experience in this kind of thing. In terms of emotions, he is almost a blank sheet of paper. He was taken away by Jing Qiao before he had time to paint. Therefore, when it comes to matters related to emotions, Zhang Ziyu may not be as good as Xu Feng. .

"Then are you going to keep doing this?" Zhang Ziyu was still a little worried about his friend.

You can't spend all your time with Luo Ming like this.

"You'd better go talk to him."

Xu Feng was about to blow his head when he thought about talking to Luo Ming, and said irritably, "I can't talk well with him, he is a teacher, and he can turn nonsense into truth by him, and I am often stunned by him. I'm stunned."

"Don't talk about me." Xu Feng turned over, blinked and looked at Zhang Ziyu, "I told you and Jing Qiao, I'm more interested in you two."

Zhang Ziyu avoided Xu Feng's hot eyes, and asked unnaturally, "What do you want to know?"

"Do you like them?" Xu Feng opened his mouth with such a sharp question, "I remember I asked you this question before. Did you say you didn't like them or didn't know? So now?"

Zhang Ziyu shook his head, "I don't know."

Xu Feng was extremely surprised, "It's been so long, don't you still know? I think Jing Qiao likes you."

Zhang Ziyu is not stupid, and his heart is not made of stone, he knows it.

But just because he felt it, Zhang Ziyu was even more at a loss.

He didn't think about it so carefully before, but now that he thinks about it seriously, many things that Jing Qiao did were related to liking Zhang Ziyu, which is the reason why Jing Qiao did these things.

Zhang Ziyu looked up at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, and said, "What does it feel like to like someone?"

Seeing Zhang Ziyu like this, Xu Feng felt a little distressed.

Since Zhang Ziyu was sensible, there was no love between his parents, only calculations and interests, so Zhang Ziyu could not get any inspiration about feelings from his parents.

Because of his family background, most of the people who come into contact with Zhang Ziyu are because of the attractive wealth behind him.

Instead, Xu Feng felt sorry for Jing Qiao, because it seemed that Zhang Ziyu liked him, but he hadn't found out yet.

Zhang Ziyu thought for a long time, then suddenly said, "I won't design dresses for the fashion design competition."

Xu Feng, "..."

Zhang Ziyu smiled slowly, his eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, "I want to design a suit."