Chapter 51 My Muse
According to the rules, Zhao Shuwan, who won first place in the photo PK session, received the highest amount of design funding provided by the program team, which was a full 10,000 yuan!
The design funds received by other designers decrease according to their ranking.
George, who ranked last, only had a design budget of 2,000 yuan, which meant that he had to use the cheapest materials to create the most stunning design in order to make a comeback.
Fortunately, the design theme given by the program team this time is environmental protection.
As long as the creativity is good enough, even if you use a pile of picked-up garbage, you can still create stunning works!
But the problem is that he has no creativity.
After so many rounds of competition, all the creativity and inspiration he had accumulated in the past few decades of his life have been emptied out, and all the enemies who could provide him with free ideas have been eliminated.
He was like a dry spring, a dried sponge, a traveler who was about to die of thirst while trekking in the desert. He sat in the tent and scratched his head for a long time, unable to draw even a single line.
After repeated attempts to no avail, he dropped his pen in annoyance and looked at Wen Yu, who was holding her face in her hands and admiring his beautiful face when she was serious with stars in her eyes: "Dear, do you have any views on environmental protection?"
Wen Yu shook her head, "I don't know."
George: "..."
Perhaps the disappointment in his eyes was too obvious. Wen Yu thought about it and explained with a flattering look on her face: "Isn't environmental protection something that poor people do? I have never been poor since I was a child. I don't know, it should be normal, right?" "
"You're not angry anymore, are you?" She took his hand and shook it gently, apologetically saying: "I'm sorry, I'm too stupid to help you in this regard."
George was already depressed, but when he heard her acting coquettishly in a soft voice, all the evil fire in his heart surged uncontrollably.
"It doesn't matter." He said, "It's okay for you to help me in other ways."
Before Wen Yu could ask where it was from, he had already bullied her.
While he couldn't wait to hold her cherry lips in his mouth, his fiery big hands were like light and agile snakes, roaming freely on her delicate and smooth skin, all the way down.
Wen Yu's eyes widened suddenly, her face turned red and she said, "If we are like this...are we progressing too fast?"
George ignored her refusal and kept moving his hands.
At the same time, he blinked his green eyes, looked at her affectionately, and blew into her ear and whispered coaxingly: "Dear Yuyu baby~"
"My goddess, my muse, I'm begging you, just help me relax and give me some inspiration, right?"
"This competition is really important to me. Only you can help me..."
The gentle voice is like the crooning of a siren, making people unable to resist or want to resist.
In his coaxing words one after another, Wen Yu's will relaxed little by little, and her body gradually became limp.
Until it turns into a puddle of spring water, and sinks wantonly with him in the boundless sea of desire, and goes to Wushan together. On the other side, Wen Si and Zhao Shuwan were also having a passionate discussion around the theme of environmental protection.
Wen Si: "I think the so-called environmental protection is a scam targeting ordinary people, and it is the most ironic theme."
"What should I say?" Zhao Shuwan's eyes lit up, and he was very interested in her thoughts.
Wen Si: "Among the people I know, nine out of ten are rich, and at least eight out of nine rich people have the habit of extravagance and waste."
"Looking at the entire world, this group only accounts for 3% of the population, but consumes 63% of the resources on the earth."
"They can leave the faucets at home open 24 hours a day for decorative effect. They waste more water in a month than ordinary people use in a lifetime, but they shamelessly tell ordinary people: Don't let the last drop of water on the earth become into your tears."
"They drive countless luxury cars, the temperature in the mansion is always constant, they eat countless dishes for a meal, and even rare animals are used as ingredients, and they can travel to all parts of the world at any time."
"But we appeal to ordinary people to travel green, save electricity, save food, protect rare animals, and travel in a civilized way."
"But it is clear that these ordinary people can't even afford a car, but they are labeled as polluting the environment. They can't even afford a house, and they can't bear to turn on the air conditioner all night, but they have to bear the major responsibility for global warming. Seaside I have never been there once, and it is all their fault that the ocean is flooded with garbage. They even know that shark fin is an ingredient in public service advertisements on TV, but the advertisements educate them not to eat shark fins or ivory carvings. I can’t afford it, and the concept that there is no killing without buying and selling has been deeply implanted in the bone marrow..."
After citing many ironic examples in one breath, Wen Si sneered: "The resources that ordinary people save with all their efforts are not enough for them to waste a day, and they don't even share their wealth with ordinary people."
"If wealth cannot be shared, why should everyone share evil?"
"I think you can completely use this point as your starting point and create an ironic design with strong contrast between the front and the bottom. The front is frugality, the back is extravagance and waste, the bottom is hell on earth, the top is indulgence, one side is self-reflection, and the other side is endless harshness. …”
She was filled with indignation as she spoke, and Zhao Shuwan became more and more excited as she listened. In the end, she was so excited that she wanted to hug her and kiss her twice!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sarcastic and sarcastic yet extremely artistic sister Sisi you are a genius right? I love you so much! Wuwuwuwuwu I declare that from this moment on you are mine Muse! My muse!”
Wen Si was so amused that she was so excited that she went crazy on the spot, "I'm just giving you an idea. It depends on how you design it. I don't know anything about clothing design, and I don't know how to make clothes. What's next? You can only rely on yourself."
"It's great if you can provide some ideas!" Zhao Shuwan continued to be excited and patted his chest confidently: "Let's look at what I do next! I'm professional in making clothes!"
After saying that, I picked up the pencil and started drafting, revising, and coloring.
After the design draft was completed, the two of them went shopping for fabrics and accessories together.
After the preparation work is completed, the stage of garment production officially begins.
Wen Si said he didn't know how to make clothes and couldn't be of much help. In fact, he was never idle during the whole process.
When Zhao Shuwan made patterns for clothes, she helped cut them. When Zhao Shuwan wanted to do draping, she helped hand over scissors and needlework.
Small tasks such as sewing buttons, making pleats, and sewing lace were all done proactively by her.
Although I was clumsy at the beginning and got pricked with needles a lot, watching the clothes they designed together being made one after another gave me a great sense of accomplishment!
(End of this chapter)