Below, Lin Zhenai’s die-hard fans expressed their support.
[I knew it wasn’t our Zhen Ai who did it. How could Zhen Ai, a kindhearted person, bully others?]
[It must be a misunderstanding caused by video editing]
[Zhen Ai must practice piano well and look forward to your future concerts]
But these words only appease the fans, but passers-by don’t believe it.
[If it was a misunderstanding in editing, why not sue the Truth Man for spreading rumors]
[I don’t dare to mention the truth of the matter, so just saying there is a misunderstanding will fool the fans]
"Children don't have to worry so much," Jiang Tang said calmly as he handed the phone back to Jiang Yan.
"Do you need my help to teach fans like Lin Zhenai a lesson?" Si Yanzhi, who had been silently peeling oranges for Jiang Tang, suddenly said.
Jiang Tang shook his head, "It's such a big deal, it's not necessary."
Although Lin Zhenai wanted to guide her fans to bully herself online, she failed at the beginning. She didn't succeed and made herself embarrassed. Forget it. If it happens again, it won't end so easily.
Si Yanzhi and Jiang Tang sat very close, and he could see her lightly drooping eyelashes.
As long as he got closer, he could lightly touch her arm.
The calm little girl in front of him gave him a very vivid feeling, no longer as cold as usual.
Seeing the two people sitting close to each other, Jiang Yan became dissatisfied. He pulled Jiang Tang aside and stood between the two of them, "Sister, come play a game with me."
"What game can you play if you don't learn how to play it?"
"It's a holiday today. If he wants to play, let him play for a while." Jiang Tang had not yet agreed, but Si Yanzhi persuaded him, and Jiang Tang did not object after hearing this.
Seeing them both picking up their phones and playing with them, Si Yanzhi got up and went to the kitchen.
"Yanzhi." Si Yanzhi started to wash his hands as soon as he entered. He wanted to help wash the vegetables. Bai Xin quickly stopped him, "How can I ask you to help? Just go and sit down."
"It's okay, Auntie, you can't just ask one person to do the work."
Bai Xin glanced at the two siblings playing on their mobile phones in the living room and shook her head helplessly, "Then you can chat with aunt here."
"This girl Tangtang knows nothing about the kitchen. She probably eats takeout every day."
"It's okay, auntie. We are neighbors now. I will ask her to come to my house for dinner."
"Then why are you embarrassed?" Bai Xin said quickly
Si Yanzhi thought it didn't matter, "It's okay, Auntie, after all, Jiang Tang also helped me a lot."
Bai Xin felt more relieved after hearing this. Her daughter wanted to be independent when she got older. She didn't object, but she would be relieved if someone could take care of her.
Now Bai Xin looks at Si Yanzhi more and more satisfied.
"Are you and Tangtang in the same class?" Bai Xin chatted casually.
"Yeah." He and Jiang Tang haven't gone to school since the game, so it's hard to say anything.
At this time, there was a sound of opening the door. As soon as Jiang Zhe came in, he saw the two siblings on the sofa.
Jiang Tang stood up, and Lin Ci looked stunned.
The daughter in front of her, her hair tied behind her ears, seemed fairer and more beautiful than the last time she saw her.
"My little girl is getting more and more beautiful as she grows older."
Jiang Tang also smiled happily and called "Daddy" and then held Lin Ci's hand coquettishly.
"Uncle, hello, I am Jiang Tang's classmate."
Si Yanzhi took the initiative to come out and say hello.
"Classmate" Lin Ci looked at him and said "Hello, hello."
Jiang Zhe looked at the young man in front of him carefully. He was clean and well-trained. He looked young but had a sense of stability.
"Can you play chess?" Si Yanzhi nodded lightly, "Can I play a game with my uncle?"
"Okay, okay," Jiang Zhe nodded happily.
"Dad, why do you drag people to play chess when you meet them?" Jiang Tang said dissatisfied.
Lin Ci gently rubbed Jiang Tang's head, "Then you play chess with dad?"
Jiang Tang shook his head, "Let's forget it." He didn't know anything about chess, so let's forget it.
Hearing the sound of coughing coming from the kitchen, Jiang Tang asked, "Dad, why does my mother keep coughing?"
Lin Ci shook his head helplessly, "Your mother's company received an order a few days ago. I was rushing to design the drawings and even tried to persuade her to take a rest, but she didn't listen."
“What order?”
"It's in the desk, go and take a look." After Jiang Zhe said that, he ignored Jiang Tang and concentrated on watching the chess game.
Jiang Tang got up and came to the desk. Design drawings were scattered on the desk. Jiang Tang picked up one. It was a simple red cheongsam without any patterns. It seemed to be a wedding design. There were some cheongsams with peonies painted on them. Or pearl embroidery thread.
Jiang Tang found a piece of blank drawing paper and slowly started drawing. The white stand-up collared glossy shirt is paired with a pearl shawl. The red auspicious cloud shawl has dragons and phoenixes painted on the left and right, with a pearl chain hanging underneath.
Below is a horse-faced skirt. Considering that Shi Xifu needs to make a bed, Jiang Tang designed an oversized skirt, and painted a pattern of birds facing the phoenix on the bottom.
In addition, I drew a red cloak separately. The antique-style velvet cloak is paired with a traditional stand-up collar and a French bow. The pattern is embroidered with three-dimensional beads and sparkles, and the cloud shoulders look dignified.
After not drawing for a long time, Jiang Tang became interested and continued to draw, including a pink peach blossom cheongsam and a red double-layered cheongsam with patterns on one layer, and the cuffs and collars were all embellished with pearls. . . .
After Bai Xin finished her work, she came to the desk and stood at the door quietly watching her daughter draw. Seeing that Jiang Tang didn't respond, she walked over, which alerted Jiang Tang.
Bai Xin picked up the horse-faced skirt designed by Jiang Tang and felt her eyes light up. She never thought that a white shirt paired with a pearl collar could be so beautiful. Why hadn't she thought of it before?
"Tangtang, did you design this?" Bai Xin asked in surprise.
"What do you think, Mom?"
"That's amazing! Mom didn't even think of it."
In terms of novels, I can be regarded as a son of the plane, and I know the basics of everything. How could these designs be so difficult for me?
"Mom, why don't you ask a designer to design it?"
Bai Xin sighed helplessly, "I have hired several designers, but none of them are suitable."
Jiang Tang thought for a moment, "But there's no way you can do it yourself." It seemed like he had to find a way to help his mother.
"Mom, how many more design drawings do you need?"
Bai Xin said, "Actually, the customer ordered a set, which is a wedding dress, a toast dress, and a dressing gown. The wedding dress was said to be decided after these renderings came out."
"Then I'll do the painting. You can see if it's suitable then."
Although she thinks her daughter is very good at drawing, she remembers that she has never taught her design. Maybe she really has talent. Bai Xin also hopes that regardless of success or failure, Jiang Tang can try to do what she wants to do, so she agreed. .
Watching his mother leave the desk, Jiang Tang opened the red envelope group and briefly told his friends about the incident.
Mars: No one here wears hand-embroidered clothes anymore
Dingdang: Although hand embroidery is exquisite, machines have now replaced labor.
Mars: Moreover, our clothes no longer have patterns, and we no longer pursue these aesthetics, but focus more on practicality.
Slade: The robot can design directly, but the clothes he designs have no patterns.
Jiang Tang: Times are different, now people still pursue beauty
Mars: When one day living is the most difficult problem, who will care about beauty?
Mars' words gave Jiang Tang the feeling that people in the space immigration era seemed to have experienced a lot to survive in space.
Dreamweaver: If they can’t help you, why don’t you still have me?
I almost forgot that Dream Weaver and myself are in the same time and space
Jiang Tang: Dreamweaver, what can you do?
Dreamweaver: Fortunately, you are still from this plane. Don’t you think about future designers?
ah! Jiang Tang suddenly remembered that although the plane was in a different time and space, it was also the future he had experienced before, so he could just go find the designers who didn't have finished products yet.
Suddenly Jiang Tang felt enlightened.
Jiang Tang: I understand, thank you.
