After a long while, Xu Yan sat on the sofa and lifted the scissors to cut it with a "kaka" cut. She cut the dismantled fabric and tried the splicing effect again.
She soon had a work in her mind, and she picked up the needle and thread in her hand and quickly re-joined the clothes together.
Her movements are very clever and skillful, even better than the stitching effect of a tailor.
Every stitch, every thread, is so meticulous and unique.
Soon, a new work was reborn in the world, and Xu Yan abruptly changed the fish-scale phoenix-tailed skirt into a purple three-piece skirt full of ancient flavors.
She then disassembled the red gold phoenix tail agate tassel hairpin, and slightly modified it into a silver phoenix engraved hairpin and tassel belt, as well as a pair of red orb-like agate earrings.
The whole process, she only took about ten minutes, she was very comfortable, and the costumes she made were amazing, comparable to those of Hanmeng.
Xu Yan spread out this purple three-piece skirt and compared it in front of Mu Qingyu.
Her memory is very good, and she knows Mu Qingyu's measurements very well, and she has great mastery of size and everything.
Seeing Xu Yan who was so ingenious, Mu Qingyu was stunned.
They have been working together for half a month, and they never knew that Xu Yan had such delicate hands, and her fantastic ideas, amazing creativity.
Mu Qingyu suddenly felt that she had really underestimated the character Xu Yan in the past. Such a person as an assistant in Chenxing is really a stubborn talent.
Just as she was surprised, Xu Yan handed her clothes to her and said, "Put it on."
Mu Qingyu was stunned for a few seconds, and then she reacted and immediately hung her clothes on the hanger beside her. She slowly took off her coat and cloak, and stopped when she was halfway through, revealing her attractive fragrant shoulders.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Mu Qingyu was a little embarrassed. It was the first time that she was so "frank" in front of others.
Xu Yan noticed her shyness and timidity, so she turned her back and urged: "Change, I won't watch."
Seeing her in such anxiousness, Mu Qingyu put on the purple three-line skirt like lightning, and she straightened out the folds.
Looking at Xu Yan's graceful and domineering back, he said quietly, "Okay."
Xu Yan turned to look at her. At first glance, the feeling was quite amazing. Mu Qingyu's face is probably the most beautiful of all the models. No matter what kind of clothes she wears, it will be particularly beautiful.
But...
However, Xu Yan always felt that something was missing that made people's eyes bright, and such a three-piece skirt alone was not enough to shock people's hearts.
She looked around Mu Qingyu several times, dragging her right elbow with her left hand, and her delicate chin with her right hand, thinking seriously.
Recalling the first two rounds of competition, one round of high mountains and flowing water, one round of breeze Jiyue, the theme of this final round is red sleeves and fragrance.
Red sleeves refer to young and beautiful women, while Tianxiang refers to ancient scholars who have loved ones to accompany them when they are studying.
This was a beautiful image, and Xu Yan suddenly had a bold idea in her mind.
She came to the door of the room and asked an assistant to invite a male model over, with a handsome face and a tall body.
Xu Yan looked down at the only lace fabric and decorations left on the table.
She picked up the sewing box and put the lace fabric on Mu Qingyu's fragrant shoulder.
Mu Qingyu was a little dazed, and asked, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"
Xu Yan didn't want to talk nonsense with her, but coldly ordered: "Don't move, if my needle accidentally gets into your flesh later, don't cry."
Hearing this, Mu Qingyu was frightened, how could there be a sense of seeing the mother-in-law?
Such a serious Xu Yan made her very scared. She was originally afraid of pain. Of course, she couldn't bear the pain of being stuck in the flesh by a needle, so she should be honest.
Xu Yan bluffed her when she saw such a threatening remark, and felt that Mu Qingyu was nothing more than that.
Maybe it's because of her soft and weak look that makes all the men moved.
Even Mu Nanfeng, the beautiful iceberg man, would be willing to put his mind on her.
Xu Yan was really scared thinking about this.
In her previous life, she had already experienced the result of being killed by green tea without a place to bury her. In this life, her eyes are bright.
Whether Mu Qingyu was a weak little white rabbit or a little fox in sheep's clothing, she had already had the answer in her heart.
When she first saw this person, she concluded that this person was a white lotus.
As time became tighter, Xu Yan retracted his thoughts, picked up the needle and thread, and started a clean stitching operation, transforming the lace fabric into two Xiangfei-colored lantern sleeves.
She embroidered two delicate silver butterflies on the cuffs, so vivid and vivid, as if the two butterflies were about to fly out.
This is her killer, even the most powerful machine can't embroider such two butterflies.
If it wasn't a last resort, she wouldn't just show her nirvana in this way.
But for today's final, she had to show her unique skills.
Xu Yan glanced at a small delicate box on the table, took it and sprinkled the gold powder inside on the silver butterfly.
He sprinkled a little more on Mu Qingyu's body, which looked golden, like a fairy descending to the earth.
Seeing that there was a makeup mirror in the room, Xu Yan pulled Mu Qingyu and sat in front of the mirror, took the hair puller to straighten her ink hair.
Mu Qingyu was like a puppet, letting Xu Yan be at the mercy of Xu Yan.
Xu Yan twisted her hair into a fragrant bun near the clouds, picked up the pair of agate earrings and hung them around Mu Qingyu's earlobes, and inserted the silver phoenix flower hairpin diagonally between her pouring hair.
She looked at the person in the mirror, and was quite satisfied overall.
"Stand up." Xu Yan turned around to get the tassel belt. This was the last step.
Mu Qingyu got up obediently, and Xu Yan wrapped the belt around her waist to outline her graceful and slender waist.
Everything was done, Xu Yan glanced at the time, about five minutes left.
She raised her eyes to look at Mu Qingyu, and asked slowly: "Where is your clothing room here?"
Um?
Mu Qingyu was a little confused, so why did she go to the clothing room? Hasn't her clothes been changed?
But she didn't dare to ask, she just answered honestly: "Go out, turn right and go forward, then turn left."
Xu Yan heard this, without hesitation for a moment, rushed out of the door and rushed to Meilian's clothing room.
Meilian is a large company. The clothing room alone occupies one-third of the entire company. The clothing here is sorted and arranged in an orderly manner.
Xu Yan found the boy's ancient style area and chose a simple and elegant cloth that was quite bookish.
She hurried back to the room, and the assistant had brought a male model, roughly what Xu Yan had imagined.
Xu Yan threw the clothes to the male model and hurriedly said, "Put it on."
"What is this?" The male model asked with a dazed expression on his face.
Xu Yan replied: "You two will play together on the upcoming T-stage show."
"Huh?" The male model looked surprised: "This time the final is better than women's clothing. What am I going to do? Besides, the rules don't say that there should be a male model."
When Xu Yan saw such ink marks as a big man of him, he said coldly: "The rules don't say that male models are not allowed to participate. Isn't it good to give you a chance to show yourself now?"
"You think, you are the only male model on stage. What a dazzling and beautiful scene."
Xu Yan knew that he was afraid of being punished, but the rules were there, even if the judges had opinions, they couldn't say anything.