Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 46 International Competition, Upper Wudang Mountain
Su Cheng leaned against the door frame and said with a smile: "Didn't Old Tang say that Master Gu secretly contacted a group of suppliers to prevent Qingfeng Xiaoyuan from getting the goods?"

Tang Haidong nodded, he also heard about this matter from a buddy.

"Master Gu thought he took those clothes, so there is nothing I can do."

Su Cheng snorted, "He overestimates himself and underestimates me."

"Wait a minute, I'm going to get something."

As he spoke, he turned and walked into the embroidery room. After a while, he held a stack of paper in his hand.

"Master Gu thought that I only had those designs. Of course, if I were an ordinary designer, it would be the end." Su Cheng divided a few sheets, and several people looked at the paper in their hands curiously, their expressions gradually astonished.

"Look, with these design drafts, can he seal them?"

"So, your worries are completely unnecessary."

Su Cheng had a smile on his face. Even though he was angry before, his anger was only because of Master Gu.

As for "implying that the supplier will not supply the goods", he really didn't pay attention to this matter.

With the Guofeng clothing design illustration book, he can have as many design drafts as he wants, and they are all brand new.

Once you have the design draft, you just need to find a factory to manufacture the clothes.

Several people read the design drafts in their hands and exchanged them with each other.

Finally, they all raised their heads and stared at Su Cheng with shocked expressions.

"Fuck! What kind of animal are you!" Tang Haidong stepped forward and put his arms around Su Cheng's neck, "I don't care, I must have my part in this, and the filming of "Dancing for a Thousand Years" will start soon, so it's impossible without clothes."

Hua Xuewei's eyes were full of little stars, but she soon became stern, "You have so many design drafts and didn't show them earlier, so I have been trying to find someone to get them these days."

Su Cheng was taken aback for a moment, pushed Tang Haidong away, and asked in confusion, "Didn't I give you three design drafts?"

"You have the nerve to say so." Hua Xuewei slapped him across the face, "Those three drafts of yours are not suitable for mass production."

At this moment, Hua Rong handed over the design draft in his hand and said with a smile: "Xuewei showed me the three drafts. They are indeed not suitable for mass production."

As he said this, he looked a little emotional, "They are going to win prizes!"

"Being born will shock the world!"

Surprised, Su Cheng took the design draft.

Hua Rong saw his confusion and explained with a smile: "That's right, there was an international competition recently, and Xuewei signed up."

"She wants to use those three manuscripts to win the prize."

"The Gallic Chicken fashion show?" Fatty Wang and Tang Haidong took over the conversation, and then seemed to react, "Then why are you worried about a hammer? Once you get the prize, you can make a statement in the name of Qingfeng Xiaoyuan, why don't you just take off? "

"Sleep and sleep, since it's settled, let's put it here to feed the mosquitoes." Tang Haidong slapped his arm and drove away a mosquito, "Then what, remember to save some for me, "Dancing Thousand Years" really lacks clothes. "

After all, he dragged Fatty Wang straight to the backyard.

Su Cheng looked at the backs of the two of them, shook his head and smiled, then murmured: "Just sign up, anyway, I'm going out in the future."

"You take these first." He handed a stack of design drafts to Hua Xuewei, "When we get back, we will first apply for a patent, and then find someone else to manufacture them to fill Qingfeng Courtyard."

After chatting a few more words, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

the next day.

Su Cheng still got up early, and didn't disrupt her schedule just because there were guests.

After a simple wash, he cooked a pot of porridge in the kitchen. While he was playing Wuqinxi in the sunshine, several people walked out of the backyard one after another.

Curiously watching Su Cheng pose in various poses.

"There is porridge in the kitchen."

"You play Wuqinxi every day. Is it really useful?" Tang Haidong slipped into the kitchen, filled a bowl of porridge, and said while slurping: "It's really useful, so teach me."

Su Cheng put on a tiger-like pose and said with a smile: "It's useful, but you are all busy people, so you don't have time to practice."

"When people reach middle age, they feel more and more that the dog's life is more important. You wait first." Tang Haidong drank the porridge in one gulp, put down the bowl, came to Su Cheng's side, and imitated him in posing.

Seeing him pretending to be practicing, the other people also followed curiously.

For a while, the yard looked like a square where old people gathered.

Su Cheng has already turned on the live broadcast, and the miniature drone is suspended in midair. The audience in the live broadcast room are also amused when they see this scene.

"Haha, don't say this is a Taoist temple, I thought it was an activity center for the elderly."

"This old Tang with thick eyebrows and big eyes is really regretting his life."

"It turns out that I don't hate square dances, I just hate people who dance square dances. Miss Xuewei is too pretty."

Su Cheng was about to finish playing a set, but seeing that they followed suit, she simply played it again from the beginning.

After the end, everyone went back to take a shower, and when they returned to the small courtyard, everyone felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

"It really works?" Tang Haidong raised his hand and stretched his arms with a surprised expression.

Su Cheng had already changed her Taoist uniform, and said with a smile: "Nonsense, the things left by our ancestors are not all dross, there are many good things."

Hua Xuewei came out of the kitchen with two bowls of porridge, handed Su Cheng a bowl, glanced at it and said: "Then you have to teach us well."

Fatty Wang and the others nodded in agreement.

Su Cheng was holding the porridge and was about to speak, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the barrage and said he wanted to learn.

He suddenly laughed, "Okay, then I will also broadcast live broadcasts when I play Wu Qinxi in the future, so you can follow along and watch."

After breakfast, Su Cheng washed the dishes, and greeted them with a smile: "Let's go, didn't you say that you will go to Wudang Mountain today?"

Hua Xuewei and Bai Susu were visiting the embroidery room. Tang Haidong and the other three big men were standing by the well, murmuring something.

Netizens heard him say that he was going to Wudang Mountain, and the barrage immediately surged.

"Fuck, I missed Brother Su's trip to the Longmen Grottoes last time, so I can't miss it this time."

"Wudang Mountain, I went there once six years ago, I don't know if it has changed over the years."

"I have only been to Laojun Mountain, but I was deceived by the phrase "Go to the feast of the world and see the beauty of the world" on Dou Le. As a result, I was cold and ate several buckets of instant noodles."

Su Cheng glanced at the bullet screen, and couldn't laugh or cry for a while, "In fact, Laojun Mountain is also beautiful, but you may not go at the right time."

In the middle of speaking, several people were ready and left the Taoist temple.

He hurriedly followed, and after locking the door, the group went straight to Wudang Mountain.

at the same time.

Daochang Chen held the teapot in one hand and his mobile phone in the other, typing a line of words with a smile.

[Wudang Mountain Daoist Chen]: "Su Xiaoyou, do you want to go down the mountain to pick you up?"

When Su Cheng saw the barrage, he was stunned for a moment. Then he realized it, shook his head with a smile and said, "No need, Taoist Master, just follow the normal procedure."

[Wudang Mountain Daoist Chen]: "That way, the poor Taoist is waiting for you at the Golden Summit."

Immediately, the netizens in the live broadcast room said cheerfully.

"Daozhang, is your senior brother at home? I want to see your senior brother."

"Haha, I also think that the one who can suppress the Taoist demon must be an expert."

Su Cheng glanced at the barrage and laughed out loud, attracting the attention of several people around him.

"It's okay, it's just that the netizens are chatting with a priest from Wudang Mountain, it's quite interesting."

He explained with a smile.

Fatty Wang became interested, "Is it that Taoist demon Daoist Chen?"

The live broadcast room was silent for a moment, and after a brief silence, the barrage surged crazily.

"Haha... I'm laughing so hard, Taoist priest, you are famous!"

"Fuck, Wang Mingsheng, who knows his roots and bottom line, and Chen Daochang, a Taoist devil, are a perfect match."

[Wudang Mountain Daoist Chen]: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the poor Taoist saw that fat man with strange bones, he is a genius, Su Xiaoyou, you bring him to see me."

Su Cheng glanced at Fatty Wang with pity, "..."

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(End of this chapter)