Super Sweet Alert: The Motivational History of the Temporary Daughter-in-Law

Ji Weiwei was very excited when she received this design, because she hasn't encountered such a challenging thing for a long time.

But he was not satisfied anyway, because she had been anxious about the design draft for a long time.

After crumpling the drawn design into a ball and throwing it into the trash can, Ji Weiwei leaned on the back of the chair a little decadently, "What's the problem?"

Ji Weiwei's mood was a little impetuous. What she was thinking in her heart was not what she wanted when she drew it by hand. After hesitating for a long time, she decided to ask Cervantes for advice.

It is more sincere to say this kind of thing face to face, Ji Weiwei took back the idea of ​​calling, and sent a text message to Cervantes instead.

Teacher, are you free? I have some questions to ask you.

After editing the content and posting it, Ji Weiwei felt a little uneasy, but regretted that she was a little abrupt, and should be more respectful.

In less than a moment, Ji Weiwei received a reply from Cervantes, who expressed that he was very happy to help her.

Ji Weiwei showed a smile on her face, and quickly made an appointment to meet up.

"If it's Mr. Saiwan, then it must be fine."

With such expectations, Ji Weiwei packed up the desk, and changed clothes and went out.

She made an appointment with Cervantes at a famous coffee shop, and both of them were very punctual, arriving at the scene almost at the same time.

Wearing a dark gray suit, Cervantes exudes elegance and gives people a feeling of spring breeze. This is the aura of the designer.

Seeing Ji Weiwei at the door, he was only surprised by Weiwei, and then put on a warm smile on his face, "Miss Ji, I've been waiting for a long time."

Ji Weiwei was flattered, and quickly explained, "No, no, Teacher Saiwan, I just arrived."

"Alright then, let's go in."

Ji Weiwei nodded, and the two walked into the coffee shop together, and a waiter came to greet them, "Welcome to both of you."

Following the waiter, I found a quiet place away from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

"What do the two need?" The waiter asked with a smile.

Ji Weiwei ordered a glass of juice for her own reasons, while Cervantes ordered a cup of coffee.It was indeed strange to come to the coffee shop to drink juice, but what the careful Cervantes thought was that Ji Weiwei might not like to drink too bitter things.

The coffee and juice came together, and Cervantes took a sip of the coffee. The slightly bitter taste spread in his mouth, but he liked it very much.

he asked, putting down his glass. "What's wrong with Miss Ji?"

Because she was afraid that her description would not be accurate enough, Ji Weiwei brought a crumpled design and spread it out in front of Cervantes.

"That's right, I feel that what I drew is not what I want."

Ji Weiwei looked at her design draft with a sad face, and then sent a distress signal to Cervantes.

It was the first time to meet such a lovely person, Wan Sai reminded, holding back a smile, before taking the design draft, "Let me take a look."

He just took a few glances to know what Ji Weiwei's problem was, but he didn't want to say it directly.

The lines of this design draft are very smooth, and it also highlights the design concept, but one thing is missing, so this design draft loses its soul.

Ji Weiwei carefully observed Cervantes' expression from the side, seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, she felt even more worried.

It's because her drawing is so bad, because this famous designer can't do anything after seeing it.

Ji Weiwei had taught herself many times in her heart, but at this moment, she heard Cervantes' voice. He put the design draft on the table and asked, "Are you free the day after tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Ji Weiwei was surprised, she was stunned for a moment and immediately replied, "I'm free the day after tomorrow."

"Then would you like to come to participate in the school's practical activities?"

"This...Of course I would."

"Well, at 10 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow."

Until the end of the conversation between the two, Ji Weiwei was a little confused. From the beginning to the end, Cervantes didn't say what was wrong with her design draft, and asked about other issues.

And Ji Weiwei had no choice but to ask questions while drinking the fruit juice in a dull manner, but finally got over this, Ji Weiwei was relieved, but her heart was so empty that she couldn't find Bei.

"Vivi, shall I take you home?" Cervantes suggested.

But Ji Weiwei shook her head and refused, "No need, Zhiyang, I will trouble you today, if you are gone, I really don't know what to do."

"Vivi, this is what I should do."

Cervantes didn't care, and offered to send Ji Weiwei home again, but she insisted on going back by herself. He had no choice but to tell her to be safe and leave.

Ji Weiwei was about to go out to relax, but unexpectedly received a text message from Shang Zhi, which said that he was at the company and asked her to come over.

She was surprised by Shang Zhi's move at first, but she went to that place by mistake.

At the destination, Ji Weiwei heard a noise.

"President, what do you think of this plan?"

"I don't think so, take it back and rework it!"

Shangzhi's tone sounded completely impatient and full of anger. Ji Weiwei only felt that she should not be here, and her heart felt as if a big hole had been broken. Her body swayed slightly, crumbling.

She staggered, her feet stepped on the ground, and she couldn't make a lot of movement.

Instead of anticipating the cold ground, he fell into a warm embrace, and what caught his eyes was Shang Zhi's handsome face full of worries, "Weiwei, are you okay!"

I just saw Ji Weiwei almost fell down, but fortunately he was nimble and went to support her. At this moment, my hanging heart finally fell.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Ji Weiwei pushed Shang Zhi away and got down from his arms. Her heart and brain were in a mess. If she really fell down just now, what would happen to the baby in her stomach?
Ji Weiwei touched her stomach subconsciously, this action fell into Shangzhi's eyes, thinking that her stomach was uncomfortable, "Weiwei, is your stomach uncomfortable?"

Seeing her devastated appearance, Shang Zhi was very distressed, and wanted to hug her, but Ji Weiwei avoided her, it really shouldn't be in this kind of place, "I didn't, why did you ask me to come here? "

Shang Zhi withdrew his hand, "I just want to ask how your design draft is going, have you encountered any problems?"

Even if it was true, Ji Weiwei didn't want to tell Shang Zhi, because he was usually very busy, and the last person she didn't want to trouble was Shang Zhi, "Everything is going well so far, you don't have to worry."

"That's good……"

Shang Zhi was very worried that Ji Weiwei would not take good care of her body because of the design, but fortunately he saw that Ji Weiwei's condition was not too bad today.

"Let's have dinner together tonight?" Shang Zhi invited, he really wanted to have a good time with Ji Weiwei.

Ji Weiwei actually wanted to agree, but thinking of Ji Long at home, she rejected Shang Zhi again, "I'm sorry, I can't tonight."

Knowing that Ji Weiwei was going back to take care of Kuala, Shang Zhi was no longer reluctant. He stepped forward and held Ji Weiwei's shoulder with his hands. He looked at her affectionately. I can't accompany you. "

"I know, and you too." Ji Weiwei was also worried about Shang Zhi, but she didn't express it very much.

Seeing that Ji Weiwei no longer rejects him, Shang Zhi hugged her in his arms, "For the design draft, just do your best, and don't tire yourself out."

Ji Weiwei nodded, and nestled obediently in Shangzhi's arms, at this moment she was truly relaxed.

Soon it was the day that Ji Weiwei had agreed with Cervantes, and when she arrived at the scene, she realized what the event was.

This is a social practice class organized by the school, and it organizes a clothing design charity event. Most of the clothing materials come from recycled old clothes, which are then transformed into new clothes, and Cervantes asked the students not to be the same, Have your own design concept.

And all the clothes designed in this event will be donated to those in need.

Although Ji Weiwei was past the age of her school days, she still participated in this activity with the students. Seeing that the students were full of energy, their energetic appearance deeply affected Ji Weiwei.

Suddenly, Ji Weiwei had a good inspiration.She hooked the corners of her mouth, picked up a pen and quickly drew up the design draft.

Then there is the design part, because the time of this event is limited, I can only modify some simple clothes.

The time passed quickly, and Cervantes raised his hand to look at the time, "Okay, the time is up, students, please stop what you are doing."

But at this time, everyone has already done it, including Ji Weiwei.

"Okay, everyone, please start showing your work."

Following Cervantes' words, the students came onto the stage one by one and began to explain their works. Ji Weiwei saw all this in her eyes. These young people were very good, and she tightly held the clothes in her heart.

After everyone went up, Cervantes turned his gaze to Ji Weiwei, but Ji Weiwei subconsciously hid her clothes behind her back and shook her head at him.

Cervantes was a little puzzled, but he didn't say a word. He just continued to praise the students and started the donation ceremony. Ji Weiwei also quietly stuffed the clothes into the box.

From the beginning to the end, Cervantes never saw Ji Weiwei's works, and he always had a trace of regret in his heart.

After the practical class, the two strolled around the campus.Ji Weiwei expressed a happy mood, "Thank you, teacher, for bringing me to participate in such a meaningful activity."

Cervantes had a flat smile on his face, "It's nothing, I think it's just helpful to your design."

Is that so? !

Ji Weiwei suddenly realized that it was all due to Cervantes' painstaking efforts. She was so excited that she couldn't speak, "This... this... thank you teacher."

"It's okay, it's okay, why didn't you come on stage today, I can see that you are serious about it?" Cervantes finally raised the question buried in his heart.