Original God, starting from the sister against the brother

"hehe."

"Mr. Chao Ke, is this your 'poetry'?"

He spread his hands towards Ke and replied.

"of course."

"Look, there are eight numbers on it."

“上联是1、2、3、4，下联是5、6、7、8。”

"It can even be used to make a longer horizontal scroll."

"A total of twelve million, three hundred and forty-five thousand, six hundred and seventy-eight Moras!"

"How is it, Ms. Chiori?"

"This poem of mine can be used directly as a couplet. Isn't it excellent?"

Chiori: .....

Although, this money is very important to me.

It can even help his [Thousand Origami House] to get through the most difficult initial construction period.

but....

Thinking about the "miserable state" of her own work, Qianzhi felt that if she accepted the money, she would feel very uncomfortable.

Qianzhi sighed deeply, returned the check with a larger amount to Chao Ke, and said.

"You go."

"I will repair this dress for you and return it."

"But...I won't accept your commission again."

"You're a great employer, generous with your money and non-committal about design... "

"But, our philosophies do not match, please understand."

Qianzhi said this and tried to kick Chao Ke out of the room.

And Chao Ke did not back down.

Chao Ke knew it before coming.

This little guy, Qianzhi, has an artistic pursuit in the art of tailoring.

Therefore, Chao Ke...made another preparation.

"Ms. Qianzhi, are you willing to give me another chance?"

"Ok?"

Chao Ke pinched the check in his hand between his index and middle fingers, and then shook it in front of Qianzhi's eyes.

Chao Ke's behavior attracted Qianzhi's attention.

However, Chao Ke took advantage of this opportunity and hooked Qianzhi's chin with his other hand, forcing Qianzhi to raise her eyes.

Just when Chizhi reacted and wanted to teach Chao Ke, the frivolous guy, a lesson, Chao Ke's hand holding the check - moved!

"boom!"

A burst of white smoke rose.

Then, the check disappeared from Chao Ke's fingers, and instead, countless notes fell from it.

Because Chizhi's head was teased by Chao Ke from the chin.

The handwriting on these pieces of paper was captured completely by Qianzhi.

【The golden thread dances through the needle, and the tailor weaves with all his heart and soul. 】

[You are the tailor for the guests, and you can see yourself. The city crows are alone in the night sky and cry. 】

【There is no place for tailors to wait, so they use their own ideas to judge people’s feelings. 】

[The beauty carefully irons the clothes, and the tailor removes all the stitches. ]

【The silk thread brushes lightly across the fingers, and the clothes are completed in a poetic and picturesque way. 】

[Tailoring clouds and mist into imperial robes,...]

......

The pieces of paper danced and the poems flew.

Vast poems, ethereal artistic conception...

Qianzhi is not the type of person who can sit down and read.

But no matter which verse of poetry was written on these notes, Qianzhi was intoxicated by it.

These poems are all handed down from generation to generation and are worthy of Qianzhi's repeated chewing and appreciation.

"call--"

"call--"

Qianzhi breathed heavily and looked at Chao Ke.

"Can you really write poetry? Are these really your poems?"

He smiled at Ke, showing a confident expression, and said.

"how is this possible?"

"How could I, a mere warrior, master the art of poetry to such an extent?"

"These poems are the works of the ancient sages of my hometown. All I did was to select and extract them and offer them to the Buddha."

"How is it, my little Buddha?"

"Are these flowers I offer you still considered beautiful?"

There was an irrepressible smile on Qianzhi's face.

She no longer bothered about the fact that Chao Ke, the lecher, had just teased her chin, and looked at Chao Ke and replied.

"More than just beautiful, these poems are the most beautiful flowers in describing the profession of tailor."

“You may not be a good poet, but you are definitely a gardener with excellent vision.”

"From the garden of poetry, I have selected so many...the brightest flowers."

Qianzhi's expression softened, and her eyes no longer had the previous determination.

Looking at Chao Ke, Qianzhi became more patient and chatted with Chao Ke.

So, Chizhi spoke first.

"I can probably guess what occasion you will use this dress for..."

"How can I put it? You really are willing to give it up."

"I'm a little curious about your Mora's origins. Would you mind sharing it with me?"

"I want to know how you make money to support your extravagance."

Faced with Qianzhi's question, Chao Ke did not hide it. After thinking for a moment, he answered.

"Blackmail."

Chiori: .....

"Will the reward you gave me be suddenly frozen and confiscated by Fontaine one day?"

"Will not."

Chao Ke gave Chizhi a definite answer.

"Miss Qianzhi, you can rest assured about the reward."

"I paid you with bearer checks from the Northland Bank."

"This money is not under the jurisdiction of the Fontaine authorities. They don't even have the authority to check it, let alone transfer it."

Chiori: ....

All kinds of emotions brewed in her heart, but finally, Chizhi sighed and let them dissipate.

Well, at least my reward is safe.

"Mr. Chao Ke, I am a straightforward person and don't want to waste my words with you."

"My philosophy is different from yours. The reason is that I don't want my designs and man-hours to be wasted on that kind of thing."

“My works should allow more people to appreciate their beauty.”

"Besides, the scene and track you used don't require any design or fabric."

"I think most people, when they're doing that, they're not focusing on the clothing, they're just focusing on getting it off quickly, or destroying it."

"Isn't it, Mr. Chao Ke?"

Qianzhi said this, picking up a piece of the dress with a little disgust and showing it to Chao Ke.

But Chao Ke was not annoyed.

Instead, he stared at Chiori silently, smiling meaningfully.

"Hey, speak up, why are you silent?"

Chihiro said dissatisfiedly.

Chao Ke reached out and touched Qianzhi's forehead and said.

"Little girl from Inazuma, how old are you? Have you ever had that kind of experience? Analyze it from a male perspective."

"However, what you said is not entirely unreasonable. The quality of the clothing for this sub-track can indeed be slightly worse."

"But you think it can be worse in design. I don't agree with this view."

"I thought that Ms. Chiori, who advocates "resistance" and "innovation", would give me a surprise, and that I could see this private track from a different perspective..."

"but...."

"Now it seems that Ms. Chiori's ideas of [resistance] and [innovation] are not sufficient."