Wang Nuozhi and Xia Lihua sat under a large camphor tree.
The sunlight lit up their papers and the gentle wind carried the fragrance of nearby tea plants.
Earlier, they had walked around the village to gather inspiration for their designs.
Wang Nuozhi stretched her arms. "Okay...I have some ideas… but let's start with silhouettes."
But before she could put her pen down, Xia Lihua was already sketching.
Xia Lihua was focused on drawing an ancient Chinese ruqun. She paused at times, narrowing her eyes, studying the balance of the silhouette, then adjusting the angle of the collar or the fall of the fabric.
Her lines were precise.
Her shading was professional-grade.
The dress looked alive—like something a noble lady from the Ming dynasty might wear while walking a garden.
The livestream viewers were in awe.
"Wang Nuozhi was right...Xia Lihua really is talented at this…"
"She's incredible… her drawings are stunning."
