Chapter 660 The 80s (9)
Chapter 660 The 80s (9)
"I'm not going home this summer vacation. My professor said there's a Canton Fair during the summer, and a lot of foreigners will come. It'll be a good opportunity for me to broaden my horizons," Lin Yanran said while tidying up her cabinet.
"Is it fun? Can we go too?"
"I don't know. I'm afraid you can't get into a place like this that receives foreign guests without an invitation." Lin Yanran was just taking advantage of her teacher's presence.
“I think I have an invitation, but I wasn’t planning on going.” Wangyou pulled out three invitations from under the bed.
"How did you get these? And three of them."
"It was a gift from the factory manager, probably to thank me for the blueprints I drew for them and the technology I provided."
"Professor Sun and the others were right. It's a waste of your talent to stay in the Chinese Department."
"I'd love to. Besides, what's wrong with the Chinese Literature Department? Haven't you heard the saying 'A person with a wealth of knowledge naturally exudes elegance'?" Wangyou asked with great pride.
"I've heard of it, but it has nothing to do with you." Lin Yanran, Qingyan, and Bei Qianqian exchanged a smile and then said in unison.
"I've decided to unilaterally sever ties with you for three minutes," Wangyou said, turning her head away.
Although she often sleeps in class and frequently infuriates the professors, she is still a super beautiful girl. How can you think she lacks a scholarly air?
"Sigh, it's a pity someone got angry. I don't know who ate the macadamia nuts I bought at a high price," Bei Qianqian said, feigning a sigh.
"I want it." Wangyou took it and ate it.
"Isn't it three minutes?"
"It's all in the past."
"I'm really afraid that one day you'll be tricked away with delicious food."
"No, even though I'm a glutton, it depends on the person!"
The girls burst into laughter again.
However, with the invitation, she could go openly and honestly. Wangyou called her parents and told them that she would be back a few days later.
The Canton Fair was very lively on this day, where you could see many important figures that you don't usually see, as well as some new types of machinery.
"It suddenly occurred to me that I should have brought the embroidery skills from my hometown here. I actually wanted to develop embroidery back then." Wangyou looked at the exhibits, her mind starting to wander again.
Do you have any with you?
"Yes, there are some, but not many, including what I'm wearing."
"I was thinking of asking you where you bought your clothes after we finished here. They're so beautiful. I didn't expect them to be custom-made," Qingyan said with a smile.
“Yes, my mom made it herself. She’s really good at it. But when I went home last year, she had already started a garment factory. It’s still a bit far to transport them here. What do you guys think about me taking the foreigners back to my hometown after the Canton Fair ends?” Wangyou suddenly had a whimsical idea.
"It's not impossible, the key is how to get there," Lin Yanran said after thinking about it seriously.
The four were chatting when they were stopped by a voice with a distinct accent.
The person who stopped them was a fair-skinned woman, very beautiful, and at this moment her eyes were shining as she looked at Wangyou's clothes.
The white woman kept praising Wangyou's clothes in English, and Wangyou clearly understood, as did the others. However, they all tacitly remained silent and instead looked at Lin Yanran.
Encouraged by her roommates, Lin Yanran took a deep breath and went up to chat with the white woman in English, explaining the origin of the Forget-Me-Not clothes.
At first, she was probably nervous and spoke a little haltingly, but gradually her speech became more fluent. Lin Yanran also thought about Wangyou's plan to lure the foreigner back, so she tried her best to seduce the white woman.
However, since Lin Yanran had never been to Wangyou's hometown, her introduction was inevitably inadequate. As a result, after half a day, the white woman was only interested in the clothes Wangyou was wearing and wanted to make several more sets for herself.
Wangyou stepped forward and squeezed Lin Yanran's hand, then looked towards the textile factory not far away. Lin Yanran immediately understood what Wangyou meant.
No matter how wonderful my hometown is, it can't solve the problem of distance, but the textile factory is right in front of me.
So, Lin Yanran led the white woman Alice toward the textile factory, since the textile factory was participating in the Canton Fair to export fabrics.
Wangyou pulled the textile factory manager aside and chatted with him for a while. Then, in fluent English, she told Alice that she could tailor-make a dress for her on the spot, which would be made by the textile factory workers and the finished product would be available the next day.
"Is it exactly the same as what you're wearing?" Alice asked in broken Chinese.
“Everyone has their own style. What looks good on me may not suit you, but what I design will definitely suit you,” Wangyou said with a smile. The factory manager had already brought over paper and pen.
Wangyou picked up her brush and sketched the design of a cheongsam. What could better showcase Chinese clothing culture than a cheongsam? The traditional clothing she was wearing was not suitable.
Wangyou's painting skills were truly exceptional; Alice fell in love with the drawings as soon as she saw them, and she was particularly enamored with the patterns on them.
However, embroidery is a delicate craft, so not many paintings of forgetting worries were made; skilled old embroiderers could all do it.
The next day, Alice put on the cheongsam she had been longing for. She was probably quite familiar with the other girls, so they also accompanied the foreign guests.
During this process, Lin Yanran got a lot of practice opportunities, and Bei Qianqian and Qingyan, who were not foreign language majors, actually became fluent in spoken English.
What surprised them even more was Wangyou. Despite her usual carefree attitude, she was able to spot the traps the foreign guests had set and even taught them how to deal with such situations. The group gained a lot of knowledge from her.
The textile factory must have learned something, or maybe they saw how much other foreign women liked cheongsams, because they rushed to make a batch overnight and made a fortune. After all, the price wasn't low, so why not take advantage of the situation?
Realizing that this was a great learning opportunity, Lin Yanran spent the next few days constantly looking for opportunities to learn and practice the foreign languages she knew. Bei Qianqian and Qingyan also practiced along with her.
As for Wangyou, she followed behind her few good friends, helping them fill in the gaps in their knowledge, but otherwise she was rather lazy.
To avoid causing trouble for Wangyou, the factory workers only greeted her from a distance; otherwise, they focused on promoting their products.
Wangyou seriously reflected on herself. Was she too detached from the world? Maybe she should go back and draw more blueprints and write more instructions. After all, people were so considerate in not bothering her, so she should return the favor.
Wangyou convinced herself, and then after the Canton Fair ended, the factory manager received a stack of blueprints and was as excited as a monkey.
As soon as the Canton Fair ended, the four of them went back to their respective homes and mothers.
When Wangyou returned home, she spent a few days getting along well with her parents, acting as their sweet little helper. Then she started looking around. Even though precautions were taken, it's not impossible that some people would still take risks for money.
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