Chapter 152: A Wild Way to Play, Design Draft.
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Then, Gu Mang played a really big single card. Almost all the cards were played individually. It was an unexpected tactic. When the group made up their minds to use individual cards to block Gu Mang, it was already too late.
The three of them didn’t play a single card while Gu Mang had played all her cards.
Shen Huan gulped and looked at Gu Mang in amazement. “Sister Mang, what kind of strategy did you use?”
They had never seen anyone play like this. It was quite wild.
Gu Mang stretched her long legs, leaned back, her pretty eyebrow raised as she said, “Jinyang, go paste the slips of paper.”
“Ah, yes, we need to stick those papers on them.” Meng Jinyang was delighted. She never expected that Gu Mang could win with such a hand.
With her face full of paper, she excitedly stood up, grabbed some new slips of paper, dipped them in water, and pasted them on the girls’ foreheads.
Seeing the fruits of her labor, she broke out in a chuckle.
Seeing Meng Jinyang’s smiling face, Gu Mang’s gaze focused on her for a few seconds. Bringing her to school seemed like a pretty good idea. Now she could get along with other people normally and even play cards with friends.
Shen Huan blew at the slip of paper on her forehead, scooped up the cards on the table, and began to arrange the cards. “Come, come, come. Again.”
After playing a dozen or so rounds, everyone’s face looked exactly like Meng Jinyang’s: full of paper slips.
The corner of everyone’s mouth twitched. “Gu Mang, you are really good at this.”
First, they witnessed her amazing shuffling skills and then they witnessed her skill at cards. They were utterly defeated. Shen Huan prostrated herself in admiration. Either they couldn’t play a single card or, after they had played several cards, Sister Mang would let them win on purpose.
It was really too hard to win against Sister Mang…
She asked curiously, “Sister Mang, do you know the cards in our hands? If not, why is it that we can never block your cards?”
Gu Mang propped up her face with a hand, her eyebrow slightly raised. Her posture was languid and there was a faint arc at the corner of her lips. “Guess.”
The corner of Shen Huan’s mouth twitched. Gu Mang got up, her legs long and straight, and this time she used the ladder to get in bed.
She pulled the curtains around her, turned on the computer out of habit, and put it aside. She took out a picture album from the shelf and flipped it open. It was full of original clothing designs. There was a flamingo wing logo in the lower right corner.
Gu Mang leaned back lazily on the bed, turned to a blank page in the picture album. Holding a pen, she casually drew lines. After a few strokes, the vague outline of clothing could be seen.
“Gu Mang, do you want to eat out?” Meng Jinyang suddenly pulled open her bed curtain and looked up at her.
“I’ve eaten.” Gu Mang didn’t look up as she continued to sketch slowly. “You can go ahead.”
Meng Jinyang nodded. “We’re going off then.”
Gu Mang hummed.
Shortly, there was the sound of the door closing and the noisy dorm quieted down.
Gu Mang didn’t know how long she had spent drawing. The design draft of the clothes was based on the “Twelve Ornaments” design concept, a modern embodiment of elements in traditional Chinese culture. It was the perfect combination of the “traditional” and “contemporary.”
The design style was smart and elegant with an ethereal style. It incorporating totems, flowers, birds, and animals.
They were already breathtakingly beautiful. The fashion world had always been very obsessed with Chinese styles. If such a design draft was released publicly, it would definitely cause an uproar.
Lan Ting’s haute couture dresses were very graceful, classy, and stunning. Celebrities scrambled to obtain them as soon as they were released.
Gu Mang stared at the design draft, feeling unsatisfied. Frustrated, she tore the newly drawn draft, crumpled it up, and threw it on the bed.