"Chenchen, I just wanted to ask you, is this skirt of yours from Seven?" A female classmate standing next to Qiao Chen had a look of envy on her face.
Qiao Chen lowered her eyelids shyly, as if she was shy, and said softly, "Well, wouldn't it be weird to wear this?"
"How can it be strange? You look great in this dress. I think you're the only one in No. 1 Middle School who can pull off Seven's style."
This person is obviously a fan of Seven and knows the brand like the back of his hand.
"Their products have a strong sense of design, especially the works of their main designer S, which most people can't handle at all."
"I really like S's designs. I am preparing to take the design exam in college. I really hope to see him in person one day. So far, no one knows whether S is a man or a woman, fat or thin. I think he is a man because you can tell from his designs. His designs are simple and elegant, without any unnecessary burdens, and the colors are bold and flamboyant. Anyway, the style of female designers is not like his."
Her designs are very masculine
Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows.
Each of her designs is very simple because she doesn’t like things that are too complicated, including complicated designs.
What does preference for simplicity have to do with gender
Can't women design simple things
Qiao Chen and the others hadn't noticed her yet. One of the girls surrounding Qiao Chen said in a flattering tone when she heard what she said.
"Doesn't Chenchen's family have a good relationship with Seven's parent company, Chengfeng Group? Ask her if she has met S."
As soon as these words were spoken, several girls looked at Qiao Chen, and the girl who liked the seven brand had an even more fanatical gaze.
"Chenchen, have you ever met S in person?"
The expression on Qiao Chen's face froze, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she said with a lack of confidence: "Yes, I have seen you."
In fact, she had never met the legendary designer of Seven Group. It was not that she didn't want to meet him. She had asked her father to introduce him to her before, saying that she wanted to invite the designer to dinner, but was ruthlessly rejected.
People don’t even want to add her on WeChat.
But there's nothing wrong with bragging. These people can't go to Chengfeng Group anyway, let alone meet the talented designer that she can't see.
Qiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief and immediately felt confident again.
"Have you seen him? Is S a man or a woman? How old is he? I always feel that 'he' is very young. I can tell from his designs that he doesn't have those rules and regulations of the old school big-name designers..."
Qiao Chen smiled and said proudly: "Sorry, I can't reveal this."
"Ah, can't men and women say it?"
Qiao Chen looked guilty and said to her softly, "'He' himself doesn't allow me to say it, so I can't say it either."
Qiao Nian quietly watched her act like a clown. His dark eyes seemed to be looking at a clown. When he passed by a few people, he said in a hoarse voice with a bandit tone, "Female."
Qiao Chen hadn't seen her for half a month. When he saw Qiao Nian again, he found that she was not only more beautiful than before she was injured, but also more willful.
The flamboyant and rebellious temperament in her is more attractive than before.
She pinched her palms and replied unwillingly: "What woman?"
Qiao Nian passed by, and seeing that she was still asking him, he stopped nonchalantly, glanced at her, and said indifferently: "The S you are talking about is a woman."
What did she mean? She refused to reveal whether S was a boy or a girl, so she said S was a girl.
(End of this chapter)