Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Chapter 279: Cold Academic God x Bright and Intelligent Fake Gold 10

Yun Qian nodded immediately, smiling broadly, "Of course I understand. Teacher Gu explained it so well. It would be ridiculous if I didn't understand."

Gu Wusui looked at her smile and said nothing more. He just handed the test paper back to her, turned around, packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Yun Qian was unwilling to let him go like this. With a roll of her eyes, she said, "Gu Wusui, what's your cell phone number?"

Gu Wusui stopped, turned his head slightly to look at her, then lowered his head and took out a note. With his fingertips, he wrote down a string of numbers in a few strokes and handed it to her.

"I'm free this Friday and can give you a private lesson."

Yun Qian was delighted when she heard this, her eyes lit up. "It's settled then, Friday. Where's the location?"

"If you don't want to be in the classroom, you can go somewhere else."

"The library, the coffee shop, or..." Yun Qian dragged out the last syllable, deliberately leaving the question in suspense. "Teacher Gu, you can decide. I'll follow your arrangements."

Gu Wusui's brows twitched imperceptibly, as if he was considering her words. He didn't answer directly, but said calmly, "I'll send you the position before Friday. You should learn this test paper first."

After saying that, he picked up his schoolbag, turned and walked towards the door.

Yun Qian gained a lot today and returned home in high spirits. In fact, she was not worried that she would not be able to learn mathematics, but... She had not experienced a different kind of life for a long time, so doing exercises every day was a novel experience.

She didn't get home until seven o'clock that evening, humming a little tune in a good mood. One of the advantages and disadvantages of living in such a family is that her parents are rarely at home.

Normally, she and Yun Shen didn't cause any major trouble, so her parents were quite relieved and just let her go. They usually didn't ask about her studies or school matters, except for Yun Qian's art exam...

This seemed to have been public knowledge in the Yun family for a long time, so Yun Qian was particularly restrained in her diet. After all, the demands of appearing on camera were really demanding. That night, she was starving, but the housekeeper served her a bunch of bland food.

In fact, Yun Qian wanted to say on the first day she came here, why did this family eat so light food? It was delicious, but all the dishes were low in oil and salt. Yun Qian suppressed his dislike and ate for several days in a row.

Suddenly, Yun Qian heard the housekeeper respectfully ask, "Miss, are you hungry? Would you like some snacks?"

Yun Qian lowered her eyes and shook her head gently: "No need."

She walked back to her room slowly, and the moment she closed the door, she collapsed on the bed like a deflated kite. The bed was soft, but it couldn't relieve the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

"How can I make a living?" She looked up at the carved ceiling, her lips curled in self-mockery. "Do you really expect to make a living with this face?"

“Maybe in the future, but not now.”

Yun Qian was staring at the ceiling in a daze when a thought suddenly flashed through her mind. She sat up abruptly, a hint of brilliance in her eyes.

"Yes, how could I forget this!" She muttered to herself, rummaging through boxes and drawers to find a stack of paper and a pen, which were the small items she usually carried with her - fortunately, she did not throw them away during this trip.

She spread out the paper and began to work quickly. Her pen moved smoothly across the paper, and the outline gradually became clear: a gown that was both practical and elegant, with intricate details from the neckline to the hem, and even a few novel tailoring embellishments on the sleeves.

"Tighten it a little here to make it look more capable..." She murmured to herself, completely immersed in the world of creation. Before she knew it, the prototype of the sketch had been completed.

The moment she put down her pen, she looked at the design on the paper and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. Yes, despite all the changes she had gone through, she had not lost her skills in this area.

"That's it." She gently stroked the sketch. "At least this is what I'm most familiar with."

The next day, Yun Qian changed into a plain, yet elegant gown. Her hair was simply tied up, secured with a wooden hairpin, giving her a look both simple and capable. She carefully gathered together several completed design sketches and placed them in a cloth roll. Holding it in her hands, she could almost feel the warmth of the paper. This was her first step towards a new beginning.

She stopped in front of a clothing store at the end of the street. The store, called Liuchuan Pavilion, was well-known locally, renowned for its exquisite tailoring and unique designs. Yun Qian paused briefly in front of the door, gathering her thoughts before stepping inside.

She was greeted by a dazzling array of clothing and the aroma of fabrics. The clerk behind the counter greeted her enthusiastically upon seeing her come in: "Miss, do you want custom-made clothes or ready-made ones?"

Yun Qian smiled slightly, but did not directly state the purpose of his visit. Instead, he asked, "Is your shopkeeper here?"

The clerk was stunned for a moment, then responded warmly: "The shopkeeper is in the back hall, but he is usually very busy, so he didn't know if you——"

"Please tell him that I'm a designer and I have some unique designs I'd like to discuss with him." She spoke slowly, but with a composure that brooked no refusal.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Then please wait a moment."

A moment later, a middle-aged man emerged from the back hall. He was dressed in a clean, grayish-blue robe, his face shrewd, his eyes cautious. He sized Yun Qian up and asked, "I heard you're a designer?"

Yun Qian nodded, took out a design sketch from the roll of cloth and handed it to him. "I brought a few design drafts with me, and I'd like to cooperate with your store. I wonder if the shopkeeper would be willing to take a look?"

The shopkeeper took the sketch, his initially dismissive expression gradually becoming serious. He flipped through the paper, examining the smooth lines and cleverly cut designs, nodding slightly from time to time. Finally, he looked up and asked, "Did you draw these?"

Yun Qian smiled faintly and said firmly, "Yes. If you are interested, I can design more styles according to your needs."

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed with surprise and admiration. He put down the sketch, pondered for a moment, and finally said, "The design is indeed very good. This novel style is indeed very eye-catching. However, the matter of cooperation still needs to be discussed. Why don't you leave your name and address first, and I will come to discuss it in detail another day."

Yun Qian paused slightly, then smiled. She picked up a pen and wrote a string of words on the manuscript paper and handed it over. The boss looked at it carefully, and "Crystal" suddenly appeared in his eyes. He had never heard of any famous person named Crystal in the industry.

Yun Qian smiled at the shopkeeper, her eyes calm yet shone with a hint of cunning. "Shopkeeper, today I'm just giving you a taste. If you're interested in these designs, I'll definitely refine them and I won't let you down."

Without even looking at the man's expression, Yun Qian immediately...