Reborn Troops

Zhou Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, a smile on her face: "Thank you, Qianqian."

"Don't thank me so quickly," Qianqian stood up, walked to the drawing board, and picked up the pencil again. "The texture of cashmere is not easy to express. I have to rethink it."

Zhou Wanwan also stood up, walked to Qianqian, and watched her draw the lines on the paper again.

Qianqian's fingers were still flexible, but this time, her movements were obviously slower.

It seems that they are thinking about how to perfectly combine the softness of cashmere with the design of pajamas.

"Where do you think the cashmere decorations should be placed?" Qianqian suddenly asked, with a hint of tentativeness in her tone.

"Neckline?" Zhou Wanwan thought for a moment, "Or cuffs?"

"The neckline is too ordinary, and the cuffs are not prominent enough." Qianqian shook her head, "I think it should be placed at the waist or chest."

"Waist?" Zhou Wanwan was a little surprised. "Wouldn't that be too exaggerated?"

"No," Qianqian smiled confidently, "The texture of cashmere is very soft.

Placing it at the waist can help shape your body without looking awkward.”

Zhou Wanwan nodded, and she admired Qianqian's creativity. She watched Qianqian draw the outline of a pair of pajamas on the paper.

Then gently outline a few curves at the waist, like cashmere tassels, soft and elegant.

"How about this?" Qianqian stopped writing and handed the drawing paper to Zhou Wanwan.

Zhou Wanwan took the drawing paper, looked at it carefully, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "This design... is really special."

"Of course," Qianqian smiled proudly, "I'm a professional."

At this moment, the door of the studio was suddenly pushed open and a tall figure walked in.

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian turned their heads at the same time, and when they saw the person coming, they were both stunned.

"Master Zhongshan?" Zhou Wanwan exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Master Sun Yat-sen was wearing a dark grey windbreaker and had a faint smile on his face.

He walked up to the two of them, his eyes fell on the shallow drawing paper, and nodded slightly: "It seems that you have already started trying."

"Yes," Zhou Wanwan said nervously, "We just discussed it and felt that cashmere decoration can indeed make the design more layered."

Master Zhongshan did not answer immediately, but picked up the drawing paper and looked carefully at the shallow design.

His fingers gently ran over the lines on the paper, as if feeling the texture of the design.

"Not bad," he finally said, with a hint of appreciation in his tone, "The texture of the cashmere is well displayed, and the lines are very smooth."

When Qianqian heard Master Zhongshan's praise, a smug smile appeared on her face: "Thank you, Master."

Master Zhongshan nodded and turned his gaze to Zhou Wanwan: "However, I think you can be bolder."

"Be bolder?" Zhou Wanwan was puzzled. "You mean..."

"Cashmere decoration is not limited to the waist," Master Zhongshan pointed to the design on the drawing paper.

“You could try extending the cashmere fringe all the way down the hem of the pajamas, or even adding some detail to the cuffs and neckline.”

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian looked at each other, both of them were a little surprised. Master Zhongshan's suggestion was obviously bolder than their previous ideas, but also more challenging.

"But," Qianqian frowned, "If the entire hem is decorated with cashmere, won't it look too heavy?"

"No," Master Zhongshan shook his head. "Cashmere is inherently light. With proper design, it can be made both soft and light."

Zhou Wanwan nodded, feeling a little shaken. She knew that Master Zhongshan was experienced and his suggestions often brought unexpected results.

"Then let's give it a try?" She turned to look at Qianqian, with a hint of anticipation in her tone.

Qianqian was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "Okay, since the master said so, let's give it a try."

Master Zhongshan nodded with satisfaction, turned around and prepared to leave: "You guys continue, I won't bother you anymore."

"Wait, Master," Zhou Wanwan suddenly called him, "Can you give us some more advice?"

Master Zhongshan stopped, turned around, and looked at her gently: "Any other questions?"

"We..." Zhou Wanwan hesitated, "We don't know how to show the texture of cashmere better."

Master Sun Yat-sen smiled, walked to the drawing board, picked up a pencil, and lightly drew a few lines on the paper.

His movements were slow, but each stroke was full of power, as if the lines themselves carried some kind of vitality.

“The texture of cashmere,” he explains as he paints, “is not just its softness, but also its fluidity.

You can try to use curves to express this sense of flow, rather than just straight lines.”

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian stood aside, watching Master Zhongshan's actions carefully.

His fingers slid lightly across the paper, leaving graceful curves, like cashmere fluttering in the wind.

"I see." Qianqian nodded, a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes, "Let's give it a try."

Master Zhongshan put down his pencil, turned and left: "You continue, I look forward to seeing your new works."

Zhou Wanwan looked at Master Zhongshan's back, and suddenly a strong motivation surged in her heart.

She turned her head and looked at Qianqian with a smile on her face: "Let's get started."

Qianqian nodded, picked up the pencil again, and began to sketch a new design on the paper.

This time, her movements were more confident and her lines were smoother. Zhou Wanwan stood aside and watched her movements.

Suddenly, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart. She knew that this design might bring unexpected surprises.