Reborn in 1974, crying with red eyes while hugging her rough husband

Shen Zhizhu knew that the other party's design draft came from his own, but he only had a design drawing, which was not ironclad evidence. If he wanted to punish the other party, he could only wait for the other party to break through the defense and confess.

"What do you mean by doubting me? My father runs a clothing factory. I have seen all kinds of clothes. It's just something I drew casually. What kind of design concept do you need? It's really funny. Can't it be drawn with just two strokes of the hand?"

Yu Yan'er was timid but fierce on the outside, yelling at the crowd, as if the louder she shouted, the safer she would feel.

Shen Zhizhu picked up the model dummy on the ground and kindly brushed off the dust on its clothes.

"Then do you know that this design concept actually comes from a childhood memory, a memory of autumn? How can something come out of thin air without any inspiration or basis?"

Shen Zhizhu tilted his head and stroked the lines on it with his hand, looking very affectionate.

Yu Yaner took immediate action and pulled Shen Zhizhu off her clothes, not allowing her to continue touching her or to say anything more.

"Stay away from it. What do you know? Do you think that just because you designed something amazing, you can dictate other people's clothes? Design concept, haha, I laughed. You said it was a memory from your childhood, so it is a memory from your childhood. You really just speak without thinking."

Teacher Zhou looked at the skirt and the clean top and trousers beside it, and from some details of the two, he discovered several similar habits.

She pushed her glasses, as if she understood something.

"What's going on? Why does it seem like Shen Zhizhu wants to know the design concept of that dress more than Yu Yan'er?"

"You noticed it too? I thought I was the only one who felt this way. If you didn't know, you would think that dress was also designed by Shen Zhizhu, hahaha."

They laughed dryly twice, and no one took this guess seriously, thinking that they were just imagining things.

Because they felt that since Yu Yaner hated Shen Zhizhu so much, she would not plagiarize Shen Zhizhu's design draft. Moreover, Shen Zhizhu would be very tight on time just to prepare his own draft in seven days, so how could he possibly design two drafts?

"Do you really think that design drafts are something that people can draw casually on the street? Even Shen Zhizhu, the top genius in the academy and a genius in design, shouldn't have so many inspirations."

"Look at Shen Zhizhu's dress. The patterns on it are all hand-embroidered. I've seen their class schedules, and they're very busy. It takes a long time just to embroider these things after school. How can they have the energy to perfect other designs?"

It was reasonable for them to think so, but how could they have imagined that Shen Zhizhu still had many design drafts in his mind that had not been used, because most of them were drafts from his previous life.

In this life, she wanted to use new feelings to design new things, so she never used those.

However, the clothing that was copied was indeed a memory from her childhood. The design draft of a piece of clothing from her previous life was dug out of her mind, and then it was disassembled and integrated again based on her current feelings and the books she saw in the library.

"But, I was thinking, that skirt looks so familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere before."

"Isn't this the dormitory manager? Why is she here to watch the game?"

The one who said it looked familiar was none other than the dormitory manager of Building 17. The aunt stared at the yellow skirt carefully and felt that it looked very familiar, as if she had just seen it.

"Yes, these two are from Building 17, the building I'm in charge of. I knew they were going to compete today, so after they were done with their work, they came over to see what was going on."

"Auntie, you just said that the skirt looked familiar. Where have you seen it before?"

"As expected, I knew Yu Yan'er had bad intentions and was definitely seeking help from outsiders. We had clearly agreed before that we were not allowed to seek help from other people. Auntie, think about it quickly. Although Shen Zhizhu won, Yu Yan'er's condescending attitude is really annoying."

When they heard the dormitory manager say that the skirt looked familiar, they subconsciously thought that it might be a style designed by Yu Yaner's family and sold before. So they took out the previous design draft, made some slight changes and gave it to Yu Yaner for the competition.

As for why they are so bold, they made up their own reasons: most people here are not from Beijing, and if the old styles are refurbished and remade, perhaps others will not be able to tell.

Focus on one, what if?

The dormitory manager was also trying hard to recall, and finally, she had an idea!

"Ah, I thought of it!"

"It was Shen Zhizhu. Shen Zhizhu came back very late that night. She said that when she went to the bathroom, the power went out in the library and a dark shadow stopped in front of her desk. She thought it was something scary. When she returned to her seat, she found that the design draft had been crumpled. I have seen the design draft. The skirt on the ground is at least 50% similar to the one drawn."

The case has been solved. Now everyone can guess what happened. The black shadow might be Yu Yaner.

"Teacher, Yu Yan'er plagiarized Shen Zhizhu's work. The skirt was actually designed by Shen Zhizhu. Others saw it and passed it off as their own. The reason why she didn't want to talk about the design concept is not because she disdains it, but because she doesn't know it at all."

Yes, due to time constraints, if Yu Yan'er did not have any real skills, completing a flawless garment was already her limit. What's more, some people heard that Yu Yan'er often took her group of little followers around to suppress others. How could she have the time to calm down and complete her work?

"You are talking nonsense, damn it, Shen Zhizhu, is it you who bribed someone to slander me?"

Yu Yan'er was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, her fur all over her body stood up. She pointed at everyone present and finally stopped in front of Shen Zhizhu.

Shen Zhizhu slapped away the finger that the other person handed to her. She didn't like being pointed at.

"They are telling the truth, aren't they? Did you really not refer to my design draft? Then why is your skirt so similar to my original design draft? Is it because you can't understand my annotations? In fact, if you really want to learn, you can just ask me directly. You won't cut the clothes so ugly and put the blame for the loss on the clothes that you know nothing about."

"I thought you were my rival, but my seriousness was in vain."

Shen Zhizhu handed the design draft she had prepared at the beginning to the teachers. She believed that the teachers would give the fairest result.

"By the way, after I finished, I found that I still had some time, so I worked all night to make this dress. However, I asked the master to make it according to the design. This is a rare opportunity, and I want to show it to everyone."