Then, Gu Mang began to play extremely large single cards, breaking up almost all the cards and playing them, a completely unexpected move.
By the time a group of people made up their minds to block Gu Mang, it was already too late.
The three of them didn't play a single card, and Gu Mang ran out of cards.
Shen Huan swallowed hard and looked at Gu Mang in shock, "Sister Mang, what are you doing?"
No one else has ever seen this way of playing cards.
A bit wild.
Gu Mang straightened his long legs, leaned back, and raised his delicate eyebrows, "Jin Yang, go stick a note."
"Ah, yes, I want to give them stickers." Meng Jinyang didn't expect that Gu Mang could win this kind of card, and he was very happy.
With his face covered with notes, he stood up happily, took a new note, dipped one end in some water, and pressed it on their foreheads.
Looking at her results, she burst into laughter.
Gu Mang looked at Meng Jinyang's smiling face, his eyes dazed for a few seconds.
It was a good idea to bring her to school. Now she can get along normally in crowds and can play cards together.
Shen Huan blew the note on his forehead, picked up the cards on the table, and began to sort them out, "Come on, come on, come on."
After playing more than a dozen games, everyone's face looked exactly like Meng Jinyang's.
Covered with notes.
The corners of the mouths of several girls twitched, "Gu Mang, you are really good at it."
First, I saw her amazing shuffling skills, and then I saw her card skills.
They are the losers.
Shen Huan was so impressed that they either couldn't get out a single card, or they just got out a few, and finally gave Sister Mang cards to let her win.
It’s really hard to win against Sister Mang…
She was particularly curious and asked: "Sister Mang, do you know the cards in our hands? Otherwise, why can't we catch the cards you play?"
Gu Mang held his face with his cold white hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, his posture was lazy and casual, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "Guess."
Shen Huan's mouth twitched.
Gu Mang stood up, his legs were long and straight, and this time he stepped onto the bed in a neat manner. Pull the bed curtain, turn on the computer habitually, and put it aside.
He took out a picture album from the bookshelf and opened it. It was full of original designs of clothes.
A flamingo wings logo in the lower right corner.
The girl leaned lazily on the bed, turned a blank page in the picture album, held a pen, and drew lines carelessly. With a few smooth strokes, the outline of the clothes was vaguely revealed.
"Gu Mang, do you want to go out for dinner?" Meng Jinyang suddenly opened the curtain of her bed and looked up at her.
"I've eaten." Gu Mang didn't even raise his head, and was still drawing slowly under his hand, "You go."
Meng Jinyang nodded, "Then let's go."
The girl hummed softly.
After a while, the door closed and the noisy dormitory became quiet.
Gu Mang didn't know how long he had been drawing. The design draft of the clothes was based on the design concept of "Twelve Chapter Patterns", a new embodiment of modern design with national style elements.
The perfect combination of "vintage" and "modern".
The design style is smart and elegant, full of fairy spirit, integrating totems, flowers, plants, birds and animals.
Just looking at the design draft, it is already breathtakingly beautiful.
As we all know, national style elements have always fascinated the fashion circle. If such a design draft is released publicly, it will definitely cause an uproar.
Lan Ting's haute couture gowns are graceful, full of aura, noble and stunning. Once released, stars from all walks of life are vying to grab them.
Gu Mang stared at the design draft and felt dissatisfied.
She irritably tore off the newly drawn manuscript, crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the bed.
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