1990: Starting from Baojia Street

Zhou Yan turned his head and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Dong Wenmiao.

At this time, Dong Wenmiao was completely different from her dress in the morning. Her lower body was black wide-leg trousers with a pair of brown leather shoes. Her upper body was in a dark printed cardigan with a white cotton shirt underneath. In addition to the clothes, she also had an extra pair of hair on the bridge of her nose. A pair of half-rim glasses.

If Dong Wenmiao seemed to be twenty-three years old in the morning, then she felt more like thirty-two years old at this time, more mature and stable.

It is very possible that she dressed up like this on purpose to make herself appear more calm. When Zhou Yan first entered the classroom to teach, he was also worried that he was too young and would not be a deterrent to the students, so he deliberately acted mature.

Zhou Yan didn't let the surprise last long on his face. He smiled and said, Teacher Dong, let me deal with the issue of clothing size.

Dong Wenmiao nodded. She didn't ask Zhou Yan why he suddenly had time. She just put the pile of cloth in her hand on the table, then found a measuring tape and said, Re-measure the size.

Zhou Yan walked over as instructed and opened his arms for Dong Wenmiao to operate.

I thought that taking the measurements would be a quick thing, but what Zhou Yan didn't expect was that it took more than 20 minutes to measure one size.

Dong Wenmiao's measurement was different from how Xiao Qi measured Zhou Yan before. In addition to ordinary data such as waist circumference, chest circumference, and arm length, she also measured a lot of other data. She only measured the section from the shoulder blade to the forearm. Six sets of data are required.

Moreover, Dong Wenmiao was like an emotionless machine when taking measurements, and Zhou Yan felt like a large toy in her hands, able to be manipulated at her will.

After finishing the measurement, Dong Wenmiao turned around and went to get the drawing powder to draw lines on the cloth without any explanation.

Standing nearby and watching her draw lines on the cloth, Zhou Yan couldn't understand anything, but he felt very skilled. After finishing the drawing, she started cutting again, and her technique was equally skillful.

Zhou Yan didn't know much about the profession of fashion designer. He had always thought that a fashion designer just used pen and paper to draw design drawings. He didn't expect that the work was no different from that of a tailor.

After a while, seeing that Dong Wenmiao was still immersed in work, Zhou Yan couldn't help but ask, Teacher Dong, do you have anything else to do with me?

Dong Wenmiao looked up and said slightly surprised, You haven't left yet.

Hearing this, Zhou Yan was so angry that he almost vomited blood and dared this woman to forget about him.

You haven't said anything, so I don't dare to leave.

There's nothing else to do. The main reason is that you're not strong enough and you need to sew some padding inside your clothes.

Is this mocking myself for being a thin dog?

Zhou Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, Then do you want me to try on some clothes later?

Would you like to try it on? I already have your size. As long as your figure has not changed significantly in recent times, the clothes will definitely be fine.

Let's give it a try. Although Zhou Yan didn't want to bother, he decided to give it a try just to be on the safe side.

Okay, I'll let you know when the clothes are ready. After saying that, she focused on the fabric in front of her.

Zhou Yan didn't wait for her this time, turned to say hello to Xiao Qi and walked out of the clothing team's room.

After walking out, Zhou Yan was still shaking his head. Mr. Dong was beautiful, but his personality was a little weird, but this was in line with his stereotype of designers.

Zhou Yan went to visit the location production team again. They were busy preparing for tomorrow's opening ceremony.

These things are originally done by logistics, but there is no special logistics in their crew. Most of the logistics work is done by the production team. It can be said that the work of their production team includes production, props, logistics, and post-production. You may also need to share the work of field management.

After visiting the location production team, Zhou Yan returned to his dormitory.

The dormitory door was open, and Ni Zhen was talking to a person. The person's back was to Zhou Yan, but looking at his back made Zhou Yan feel a little familiar.

When he was thinking about who this was, Ni Zhen saw him and said with a smile, Speak of Cao Cao. Cao Cao is here. Xiao Zhou, we just talked about you and you came back.

At this time, the person who was talking to Ni Zhen also turned around. Zhou Yan was surprised and said, Teacher Su Tong, you are here.

Su Tong was also very happy to see Zhou Yan. Although he had only met Zhou Yan once, they were considered acquaintances in this crew, and his impression of Zhou Yan was already very good.

Haha, you're fine, Zhou Yan.

It's okay, it's okay.

Zhou Yan walked over with a smile and gave each of them a cigarette. On the way back, I was just thinking, Teacher Ni is here, will you come? I didn't expect to see you when I came back.

Su Tong took the cigarette with a smile, I heard that you are a famous person on the set. You don't have enough music work, and you have to play Chen Feipu.

What a celebrity. Teacher Su Tong, please don't laugh at me. It's just that the eldest brother and eldest sister in the crew took care of me because I was young. As for playing Chen Feipu, it was really a coincidence. I happened to know how to play the flute.

Look at Su Tong, let me just say he is humble. Ni Zhen laughed.

It is indeed humility. Su Tong nodded, Teacher Ni, I just told you that I met him in front of Teacher Zhao's house, but before I told you what happened next, you know, he shocked me at that time.

Did you hear him playing the flute? Liu Qing, the scene maker, told me several times that he played the flute very well. I really want to hear how good he played the flute later.

Su Tong shook her head, I've never heard him play the flute.

Then why were you shocked by him?

Su Tong blew out a puff of smoke and looked at Zhou Yan with a smile, He gave me a literary analysis at that time.

Hey. Ni Zhen looked at Zhou Yan with interest, Xiao Zhou, you are quite courageous. Do you know that Teacher Su Tong graduated from the Chinese Department of Yenching Normal University?

Zhou Yan nodded with a smile, It's really a masterstroke.

No, no, no. Su Tong waved her hand, Zhou Yan is very knowledgeable about literature. At that time, I even doubted whether he was a composer major. His performance was more like a Chinese major.

Ni Zhen looked at Zhou Yan and his expression turned into surprise. Su Tong didn't need to exaggerate for Zhou Yan, so Zhou Yan's performance should really make Su Tong think it was very good.

As Ni Zhen said, Su Tong graduated from the Chinese Department of Yenching Normal University. Su Tong is an expert in literary analysis. Ni Zhen himself also does some text research, but literary analysis is still not as good as those in their Chinese department. major.

Since Zhou Yan could get Su Tong, an expert, to agree, it must be professional.

Ni Zhen suddenly discovered that his roommate really had a secret feeling. The key point was that Zhou Yan was only twenty years old. If he developed normally, his future would definitely be unlimited.

At this moment, several loud sounds of clang, clang, clink suddenly came from outside, which sounded like knocking on a basin. Just as Su Tong looked out curiously, Zhou Yan said with a smile, Let's go, teachers, it's time for dinner.

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