The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

  Chapter 484 Prove your innocence

   "Oh, you dare to hide? Today, I will let you see how great my old lady is!"

  The woman stretched out her hand and pinched, and the pinch made the little girl scream in pain, and the others were about to swarm up. Xia Weian grabbed the eraser on the side table and threw it on the woman's head.

   "Ah, who hit me? I'm going to die!"

  The woman turned her head in pain, and suddenly saw Xia Wei'an looking at her with her arms around her chest, and a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. Her heart sank suddenly, and she was dazed and at a loss.

  At this time, the people around also noticed her strangeness. They all looked towards the door, and saw Xia Wei'an standing there. They were taken aback. He quickly stepped back and stood still. The atmosphere didn't dare to come out, watching his nose and heart.

   "It's so lively, I know the design department, but I thought it was a vegetable market if I didn't know it, so I went back to work!"

  Xia Wei'an yelled, everyone in the design department was doing bird and beast dispersal, and only Liu Lian held the little cleaning girl's hand aggressively, raised her head slightly, and looked at her.

   "This little **** steals my design draft, I want to drive her out of the company!"

  Liu Lian holds his own identity and speaks to Xia Wei'an with no hesitation in the volume.

  The little girl cried so that her eyes were swollen, and her entire face was full of grievances.

Although the good-looking girl in front of her smiles at her and will say thank you, but the rich are the same, they all look down on the poor, she will definitely think that she is a thief, thinking of this, the cleaning girl tears It flows even harder.

  When Liu Lian said this, he held a design draft in his hand. Xia Wei'an took it and looked at the drawing above.

This is a skirt. At first glance, it’s okay, but it’s a little awkward at first glance. The upper part of the pen seems to be a short sleeve. The strokes are straight and hard. At first glance, it looks like Liu Lian’s handwriting, but the skirt below has something to it. Much more aura.

Xia Wei'an looked at it and felt that the design style was inexplicably familiar, but only a few short strokes were not enough to remind her and confirm what, so she randomly put the manuscript on the table and looked up at the little girl with a tone of voice. Asked gently: "What's your name?"

  Unexpectedly, Xia Wei’an’s first sentence was actually asking her name. The little girl was a little surprised, a little embarrassed, lowered her head, and whispered: "My name is Zhou Sihua."

"Zhou Sihua, a nice name. In this way, if you want to prove your innocence, you can draw a new draft in front of everyone. If you can draw it, you will be innocent. If you can’t draw it, you can only be kicked out. Company, can it be done?"

  Zhou Sihua sniffed, thought about it, and nodded firmly.

Liu Lian didn’t want to let go of the other’s hand, but because of Xia Wei’an’s presence, Zhou Sihua rubbed his aching wrist and slowly walked forward and sat down at random. Xia Wei’an handed her a copy. With paper and pen, she began to draw seriously.

   Zhou Sihua, who is immersed in the design, is completely different from the timid and cowardly appearance. She looks very quiet, with only pen and paper in front of her eyes, and the inspiration flowing in her mind like spring water.

  Xia Wei'an's eyes watched the pencil in her hand fall onto the paper stroke by stroke, and the countless simple lines finally combined into a beautiful windbreaker.

The design of the windbreaker is ingenious, it seems to be similar to the popular styles on the Internet, but the details are more refined. It can be said that just looking at it will give a feeling of being beautiful to wear. The most important thing is that this windbreaker was worn by her in her previous life. After that, it was the work designed by the talented designer of "Chuxue"!

  (End of this chapter)