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Ding Jiahe was stunned. Too slow? She thought that producing a design drawing every twenty minutes was already a very fast speed.

Why would you say it's too slow?

"Here's what you'll do: first, think about it in your mind, and then tell me about it." Ye Wenxi picked up her sketchbook and pencil.

"Men's wear, women's wear, and children's wear are all acceptable, regardless of the season," Ye Wenxi added.

"Okay!" Xiao He nodded, closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then opened them again with a determined look in her eyes.

"Children's clothing. For a little girl, three or four years old. A padded jacket with a round collar and a small turned-up edge, with hidden buttons that are not visible. The cuffs are slightly tapered, but with some extra room. The hem is wide, like a little skirt, and the length reaches mid-thigh. It's bright red, with a white short fur trim around the collar and cuffs. There's a little tiger embroidered on the lower right corner of the front, with a round head and a slightly silly look. It's paired with a hat with earflaps, a large pom-pom on top, and two small pom-poms on the earflaps."

She finished speaking and let out a breath.

Ye Wenxi had picked up a pencil sometime during the conversation. She kept drawing throughout Xiao He's speech, without even looking up. The pencil scratched across the paper almost without stopping.

After Xiaohe finished speaking, about ten seconds later, Ye Wenxi put down the pencil, turned the sketchbook around, and pushed it in front of her.

The paper depicts a chubby little girl wearing a padded jacket with a turned-up collar, fur trim around the cuffs, and a flared hem. On the lower right corner of the jacket, a round-headed little tiger lies there, looking adorable. Next to it is a hat with ear flaps, and three pom-poms are drawn with dotted lines indicating their movement.

There aren't many lines, but each one is in its proper place.

Xiao He stared at the drawing, her mouth slightly open, but she couldn't say anything for a long time.

Ye Wenxi placed the pencil on the sketchbook and looked at her.

Ye Wenxi noticed her confusion, pushed the sketch over, and pointed at it with his finger.

"When we do design, from idea to paper, what we need is the ability to capture it instantly and quickly put it into drafts. This doesn't rely on talent, but on design intuition, proficiency in form, and absolute control over lines."

She glanced at Xiao He.

"Inspiration is hard to come by and fleeting. But inspiration leads to more inspiration. You have to grasp the first thread and put it firmly on paper before you can follow it and extend it to gradually develop a more complete idea and a more comprehensive design."

"You write slowly and hesitate a lot. The initial feeling dissipates instantly. Once the thread breaks, no matter how many possibilities follow, you can't connect them. You're stuck in place, unable to move forward or pull yourself out."

"Therefore, speed is essential, not for carelessness, but for capturing the essence. Your hand must keep up with the light in your mind in order to transform the abstract feeling into a tangible reality."

Xiao He pursed her lips, listening intently.

"Therefore, you need to practice, a lot of imagination and a lot of writing, until you can capture the outline, proportions and essence in a minute."

"Practice until you can grasp the essence of the subject as soon as you pick up a pen; that's the basic skill." Ye Wenxi handed her the pencil, his fingertips touching the back of her hand.

Xiao He stared at Ye Wenxi, momentarily speechless, frozen in place. An unprecedented shock surged within her, even her breathing became heavier, and her previously chaotic thoughts seemed to be suddenly cleared of the fog.

She used to think that drawing was a process of slow, meticulous refinement, but she never imagined that there was such a layer of inspiration behind it. Every word Ye Wenxi said led her to a new world she had never seen before, making her instantly understand the gap between herself and where she wanted to be.

At that moment, she forgot her nervousness and trepidation, and felt that Ye Wenxi in front of her was shining brightly and dazzlingly.

"Teacher Ye..." Xiao He said softly.

"Hmm?" Ye Wenxi looked up.

"If... I want to reach your level, this is an essential step, right?" Xiao He's voice was soft, but it came from the bottom of her heart.

She has come to see Ye Wenxi as the path she must follow.

"Yes, that's right." Ye Wenxi nodded.

"Yes! I understand, Teacher Ye. I will practice hard." Xiao He gripped her pencil and nodded vigorously.

Ye Wenxi then assigned Xiao He the task of breaking down the design drafts into cutting patterns, acting as a bridge between the designers and the technicians.

Every structure in the rendering must be completely broken down and drawn as a separate pattern piece, clearly indicating the size, grain direction, alignment points, and seam allowance.

Once a design drawing is broken down, at least seven or eight individual cut pieces need to be drawn. This step is the most time-consuming and mentally taxing, but it is also the easiest to learn and the most solid way to develop skills.

Ye Wenxi casually instructed:

"Dissecting the pattern may seem tedious, but it helps you truly understand the structure of the design, why the lines are drawn the way they are, and why the clothes fit so well. Next time you come, I want to see how quickly you can start sketching; you can't let your guard down these days."

"Okay, Teacher Ye, I will definitely practice." Xiao He gripped her pencil and nodded vigorously.

Ye Wenxi added, "In addition, we have ordered a batch of fabric with exclusive prints. I will send you a few pieces after the samples are ready. You can use the fabric to make some flexible designs. If you have good ideas, you might be able to use them directly in the new models."

Xiao He's eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes! Okay, Teacher Ye."

When Xiaohe left, she was holding the design drafts and task list that Ye Wenxi had given her. The list simply outlined the return dates and basic requirements for a few drawings.

She glanced down at the list, tucked it into the manuscript paper, and turned to leave.

As she passed the fork in the road where Ye Wenxi had taken her cycling, she suddenly remembered the man who had run towards her from the office building. His military uniform, his epaulets, the way he ran with such speed, and that face that hadn't turned to look at her even once.

The thought popped up out of nowhere, startling her. She tripped and almost lost her footing.

"What nonsense are you thinking?" Xiao He frowned, slapped her forehead, and quickly walked away with the manuscript paper in her arms.

As soon as Xiao He left, Zhang Yunxia, ​​Ding Jiahe, and Li Yanyu all gathered around.

"How's it going? Does it work?"

"How's the academic level of college students?"

"So, she'll be designing our clothes from now on?"

Ye Wenxi put the pencils on the table into the pencil holder without looking up: "They're alright, but it's too early to talk about design."

"I just heard you assign her a lot of work. Can she handle it?" Zhang Yunxia leaned against the table.

"I'm doing this for her own good. When she becomes successful in the future, she can tell everyone, 'Thanks to Teacher Ye for her rigorous training,' how touching that would be," Ye Wenxi said earnestly.

Li Yanyu turned to look at Wang Yingxue.

"Xiaoxue, I think I should arrange some more practice for you. Come here for a moment."

Wang Yingxue: "??"

Ding Jiahe crossed her arms, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Ye Wenxi with a meaningful expression.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Wenxi asked without even looking up.

"Do you two know each other?" Ding Jiahe asked slowly. "I have a feeling you two have some kind of grudge."

"Yes, I have a bit of a grudge against someone named Ding Jiahe," Ye Wenxi said honestly.

Ding Jiahe was taken aback: "What does this have to do with me?!"

"I'm not eating here for lunch~" Ye Wenxi got up and went to find Lu Weidong.