No, that was not accurate.
Because no matter how hard I tried, even if I had designed the most awesome work, Alicia would not pass it. The ultimate purpose of her project was to make things difficult for me and to embarrass me in public.
Therefore, why should I care about Alicia or other people's thoughts?
In other words, this was a particularly good opportunity for me to make clothes for my baby!
Thinking like this, I just felt that I was overwhelmed by warmth. This was the first time I had been a mother. 'Dear baby, I'm waiting for you!'
I looked at the cute little boy in the sketchbook, picked up my pen and began to draw.
I didn't know whether my baby was a boy or a girl. If it was a boy, I hoped that he could be as pure and sunny as Adrian. So, I wanted him to wear simple clothes with personality.
If it was a girl, I hoped she was the cutest and gentlest little princess in the world. I wanted to dress lovably.
"Rachael, look. You make it!" Adrian smiled.
Only then did I come to myself and realize that I had designed a dozen or so clothes for models that Adrian had just drawn in the sketchbook. Besides, I drew some on blank paper. Although the clothes and shoes I drew weren't as beautiful as Adrian's, they basically looked like what they were. I depicted my thoughts.
"I have drawn them, but I don't know how to make it!" In the contract, not many products were required. Every week, seven clothes per sample would be enough. However, the acceptance samples had to be finished products, not design manuscript papers.
"There's no need for you to worry about this!" Adrian said as he pulled open the wall of the studio. Inside the wall, it was a workshop. There were dozens of employees dressed in the same attire in it.
"Mr. Orton!" When they opened the door, all the employees bowed respectfully.
"Make them all!" Adrian gave all my papers to the foreman and then led me to an empty corner. "Rachael, I will personally demonstrate it for you today. You need to know that I have never done it myself. Look at my slender and beautiful hands. I am reluctant to let them work!"
Adrian tossed his hands in front of me. I watched and laughed. "Thank you, Adrian!" I said repeatedly.
Adrian glared at me, and I laughed even happier. Adrian could only sigh, "Alright, you owe me a favor!"
Adrian sat down and restrained the smile on his face. Once he was dealing with design, I found that Adrian became quite serious, as if he had changed into a different person.
"Actually, making clothes isn't difficult at all. First of all, you need to measure it properly. Normally, people need to use model paper, just like them." Adrian pointed at the employees not far away. They were cutting the sample paper and then placing it on the cloth.
"But because I am a genius, I can omit this step. I directly start with the cloth. In fact...." Adrian smiled, "I don't design. I directly cut the cloth!"
As Adrian spoke, he picked out a piece of white denim. After taking a look at it, he started to cut it.
I was worried that his work would be inaccurate. But when I saw him quickly cut a garment, my worries disappeared without a trace. Adrian deserved to be a master. He did not rely on any tools, but his work was much more precise and exquisite than those employees'.
"Do you see that? This is skill!" Adrian began to sew up the cloth he cut. In almost the blink of an eye, the white shorts that Adrian had painted on the sketchbook were presented in front of me.
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