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"Why have you tailored the clothes like this? The skirts don't look like skirts, and the tops don't look like tops," Jiang Wanqiu said.
Old Mrs. Qin flipped out Li Qiao's design from under the sample patterns, "The performance costumes for the school anniversary, did your family's Sufen participate?"
"Of course, she's playing the flute. I'll have Jingyi take pictures of her with a camera for keepsake," Jiang Wanqiu examined the design, "Is this meant for men to wear? Ancient clothing? Who is Qiaoqiao playing the erhu with? There are old men in Erhu Park who play too, you might not stand out in fancy clothes; better to focus on your studies. You've just skipped a grade, don't fall behind. How embarrassing would it be not to get the three hundred yuan scholarship next semester?"
Sufen said that Li Qiao's total score for the final exam was only thirty points higher than hers, and that actually, twenty of those points came from the sports meet.
