Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1511 - 1500: Avenging My Sister

At the back seat, Ye Qiu lowered her head and sneered. She had only slightly flirted with Wang Chengyang, and he couldn’t handle it. Clearly, he wasn’t an honest man. Since he and Li Zhihua had once deceived her sister, she would play with the two of them this time.

After arriving in Kun Ming, Li Zhihua was extremely busy. Similarly, Wang Chengyang was also burdened with tasks, so even if they had something on their minds, they could only suppress it.

Kun Ming is like spring all year round; even in winter, it isn’t very cold. Ye Qiu would wander around when she had nothing to do and indeed found a lot of inspiration, designing a series with a strong ethnic style.

"You have a lot of talent." This day, as Ye Qiu was prepared to leave, a man suddenly spoke behind her.

Ye Qiu turned around and was delighted when she saw the owner of the voice, exclaiming, "Master Jiang, what are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "You know me?"

"I’m a student in the fashion design department, and in our field, probably no one doesn’t know you, Master Jiang. It’s an honor to meet you. Can you give me your autograph?" Ye Qiu said expectantly.

"That’s no problem, but could you let me see your design drafts?" Jian Lifan asked with great interest.

"It would be an honor." Ye Qiu quickly handed them over, "Can Master Jiang give me some advice?"

Jian Lifan started to flip through them, his eyes sparkling more and more: "Did you draw all of these today?"

"Yes, though some details aren’t quite right. I plan to make some changes when I get back."

"Give me your pen." Jian Lifan said as he began to make adjustments. He didn’t change Ye Qiu’s creativity and style, only the parts where the proportions were off. One dress had patterns that were too complex, and he suggested simplifying them.

One can only say that a master is truly a master. With just a few strokes, Ye Qiu’s drawings looked completely different.

After making the changes, Jian Lifan shrugged helplessly when he saw the girl full of anticipation: "Sorry, I’m used to it."

"No, having Master Jiang’s guidance is my honor!"

"Which school are you attending? Have you apprenticed with anyone?"

"No, I haven’t apprenticed." Ye Qiu honestly shook her head, "I’m currently a student at University A."

"Are you a junior? Can you intern next year? Would you like to gain some experience in my studio?" Jian Lifan directly invited.

Ye Qiu was stunned by this unexpected joy but shook her head: "I’d love to go, but I’m still a freshman. Next semester’s and sophomore year’s courses might be too heavy to handle."

"You’re only a freshman?" Jian Lifan was even more amazed.

"Yes."

"How long have you been studying fashion design?"

"Including drawing, a year and a half."

"If I’m not mistaken, you only formally entered this field in college?"

"Yes."

Jian Lifan was increasingly pleased, even somewhat excited, asking: "Do you have any other works? I can take a look for you."

So Ye Qiu used her phone to show the ceremonial dress she sold to a professor and the everyday clothes Li Zhihua helped her sell. These could all be verified, astonishing Jian Lifan more and more as he viewed them.

Ye Qiu continued: "Actually, I also sent some off for competitions, but maybe they had flaws; they didn’t win."

Jian Lifan was unconcerned: "It’s okay. Failure in fashion design is very normal. You’re one of the most talented people I’ve seen—here’s my business card. If you’re interested, you can visit my studio anytime."

Ye Qiu excitedly took it: "Thank you, Master Jiang. I’ll definitely visit when I have time."

"Don’t call me Master Jiang, call me Teacher Jiang. You are a very talented child, and I hope you continue to maintain it."

"I will."

Jian Lifan seemed very busy and left after saying this. Perhaps because he valued talent too much, he added Ye Qiu on WeChat before leaving, letting her know she could ask him anything if she didn’t understand.

Ye Qiu returned to the hotel with her design drafts. When Li Zhihua saw her, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Where did you go? Why are you back so late today?"

"I got some inspiration today, so I’m a bit late." With that, Ye Qiu handed over the design drafts, "Senior, what do you think of these?"

"Did you draw all these today?" Li Zhihua’s eyes lit up, her heart almost leaping out.

"Yes, I felt particularly smooth drawing today. I’m very confident in these drafts." Ye Qiu did not mention her meeting with Jian Lifan today and analyzed the drafts with Li Zhihua, "Senior, do you think there’s anything that can be changed?"

Li Zhihua looked them over meticulously, finding the drafts particularly perfect. In the end, for her own face, she drew a belt on one dress and, acting as though she knew what she was doing, said: "I think adding a belt can better highlight the model’s proportions, don’t you think?"

Ye Qiu, of course, had no objections: "I trust Senior’s eye."

But after adding the belt, the more Li Zhihua looked at it, the less she liked it. She still thought Ye Qiu’s original draft was the best; the belt seemed a bit redundant instead. So, on the pretext of helping Ye Qiu keep the drafts, she took them and removed the belt.

At night, she couldn’t sleep as she looked at the drafts. She thought maybe her opportunity had really come.

After the new year, Ye Qiu returned to school as usual, only to see Li Si Yue with a beaming, smug face.

Li Si Yue implied, "Some people think they have talent and get carried away; it’s still my cousin who is capable yet low-key. Without making any noise, she won an international award, unlike some people who have merely blown their reputation."

Ye Qiu frowned and ignored Li Si Yue’s sarcastic tones. Yet, this made Li Si Yue unhappy, so she deliberately tossed some magazines in front of Ye Qiu and bragged, "Look, this is the award-winning work of my cousin. Doesn’t it have a great design sense? It’s worth much more than the several hundred yuan clothes you designed."

"This is Senior Zhihua’s award-winning piece?" Ye Qiu looked wide-eyed, incredulous.

Li Si Yue laughed at her: "Shocked, right? I knew it."

"Impossible, it can’t be." Ye Qiu kept mumbling, "How could this be Senior’s work? Wasn’t there a mistake?"

Hearing her say this, Li Si Yue furiously snatched the magazine: "What do you mean, Ye Qiu? You do have some talent, but there are many more brilliant people in this world than you. Why couldn’t my cousin win? How could the committee make a mistake?"

"No, I have to ask Senior what’s really going on." Ye Qiu said, quickly grabbing the magazine and running out.

Li Si Yue’s hand hurt from the snatch, and she shouted angrily: "What’s wrong with her today, going crazy like this? Does she really think she’s invincible in the world?"

Yu You speculated, "Maybe there’s some other reason? Let’s follow her and see? If her emotions are unstable and something happens, what should we do?"

"Hmph, I’m more afraid of her harming my cousin!" Saying this, the three girls from the dormitory followed her.