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Chapter 33 - I can embroider

Even when he received Lin Xia Hua's letter, he still found it unbelievable.

"So what happened to you?" Lian Ran helped her get a set of pajamas and stood at the door of the bathroom with a puzzled expression on her face. "Why did you suddenly give me a call to tell me that you are homeless?"

A slender hand reached out from the bathroom door and grabbed the pajamas in Lian Ran's hands. She brought them back quickly and the melodious voice came over, "What else could have happened? There's suddenly no place else to stay. I'll look for you for two days for help. You can't be thinking of chasing me away now, right?"

"You know I don't." He scratched his head, feeling a little annoyed. "If you don't want to say it, then I won't ask. But if something happens to you, then you definitely can't hold it in."

Lin Xia Hua's hand that was changing into a pajamas stopped. Suddenly, a complicated feeling welled up in her heart. She leaned her head against the door and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Okay."

He didn't ask her again and just busied himself preparing her dinner.

In the end, he was still an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years. It was rare for them to have time to play together. The two of them chatted for more than an hour about their travels abroad and the changes that had occurred in the country. The topic of conversation was still cut off by Lin Xia-hua's ringtone.

Her cell phone was on the other side of her desk, and when she reached for it, she couldn't help but look at it.

Lin Xia Hua's hand paused for a moment, but she quickly caught it.

In that instant, she even naively thought about whether it was possible for it to be Xu Guoliang.

"Hello? Good evening, disciple. "

Lin Xia Hua froze, slowly recalling the owner of the voice.

"Hello, Mr. McLean."

Model or design?

A deep voice sounded from the other side, "Sir, you are too reserved. You can just call me Macley." I have a model show the day after tomorrow, and you can be my assistant here. "

Talking to Macley was straightforward, coming and going without detours.

Lin Xia Hua agreed. She asked for the exact address and time before hanging up.

By the time she arrived at the meeting half an hour earlier, Macley was already waiting. Lin Xia-hua did not dare to be slow. She learned the exact process of the model's performance from McLean, as well as the things she should pay attention to and the places she should be responsible for. After that, she turned around to inspect the various procedures.

There were many things to pay attention to in a model performance. The stage, models, clothes, makeup, time, and backstage work were all complicated.

In the midst of her tedious work, she gradually threw herself into her work, doing it step by step according to standards, only to run into the two people she didn't want to see the most right now in the backstage.

She also did not expect to bump into Xu Yimo and Lin Gumo at McLean's model show.

Meet backstage, consented to a black suit and leather shoes, Lin cardamom dress, looks like a good match.

Lin Xia Hua roughly glanced over and then indifferently shifted her gaze away. She was busy preparing the clothes on her hands and didn't intend to greet them.

However, Lin myrtle walked over with Xu Yimo in her arms and greeted him with a smile, "Xia Hua, what are you doing here? It's not good for you to wear a dress like this, is it? "

The face seemed to have forgotten what had happened the day before.

For convenience's sake, Lin Xia Hua had changed into long sleeve pants and a bat coat, looking rather simple and crude.

Lin Xia Hua nodded and said politely: "I'm doing backstage work here, it's not convenient to wear formal attire."

"Background work? Xia Hua, you are? "

As soon as Nutmeg's voice sounded, Lin Xia-hua interrupted her, "Mr. McLean asked me to come."

As soon as the three words' Macaulay 'came out, Lingcun's face turned ugly. In front of Xu Emotion-Mo, she maintained the image of a generous and virtuous lady. She smiled amiably and said, "If it's like this, then do it properly."

Didn't you say that she is ruthless? Now, he was even letting the woman he liked come into contact with to confirm that he was here. Would Lin Peaches not be bullied?

Lin Xia Hua placed the clothes she was holding at a designated place before cleanly turning around to leave.

She didn't have the habit of forcing herself to talk to people she didn't like.

Not long after she left, Xu Yimo and Linjia came to their seats. Linjia excused herself to go to the bathroom and then went back to the backstage.

The clothes that Lin Xia Hua had placed on the table were very luxurious.

This set of clothes was definitely in an important series.

It's just that I don't know, if this piece of clothing is ruined, can you afford to spend it?

The corner of Lin Peaches' lips raised into a smile as she stretched out her hand and pressed on the dress.

"Swish!"

Half an hour before the opening, Lin had to check on her again, and when a model asked for her dress, she remembered that she had left it backstage.

Lin Xia Hua ran backstage and saw the dress in its place. She heaved a sigh of relief, but when she picked it up again, she felt that something was wrong.

Why were there such big cracks on her skirt?

Lin Xia Hua frowned slightly as she checked repeatedly before her face finally turned dark.

"Summer Flower?" What's the matter with you? " The familiar gentle voice of a woman was heard. In the next instant, she took a big step back.

When he raised his head, it was Linjia. He looked at her with a puzzled expression. "I just came back from the bathroom and I saw you holding your skirt and staring at it hatefully. What's wrong?"

What a coincidence!

Lin Xia Hua suspiciously looked at her, but her expression remained unchanged. "Work matters, you can go back to the audience stands."

"Why did this dress get torn? That crack is so big. " Nutmeg looked innocent and harmless.

"I will take care of this matter, don't worry." Lin Xia Hua felt a headache coming on, but she couldn't say anything.

Before Linjia could leave, Xu Yimo, who hadn't come back yet, came out to look for someone, and together with Macley, who was looking for Lin Xia Hua to do some work, they went backstage.

All four of them were wearing a dress backstage. The scene was quite spectacular.

This dress was for acting, and before Lin Xia-hua could open her mouth, Nutmeg beat her to it. "Mr. McLean, I'm really sorry, but my sister was a bit careless. Don't blame her for this dress."

With these words, he had already firmly received Lin Xia Hua's black pot.

Lin Xia-hua gave her a glance that was neither light nor heavy, and said in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing, "Mr. McLean, I didn't make this, but I can repair it."

How could she embroider!

Nutmeg gritted her teeth so hard she almost broke them, but she turned to comfort herself in her heart.

Embroidery also depended on the standard. If it was only barely repaired, it would not meet McLean's requirements at all. It would be sufficient if the points were lowered.

"Xia Hua, try it!"