Chapter 41 Thank You for Saving My life
The theme of thepetition at the preliminary stage was a wedding dress. It was basically one of the
topics every designer had done, and it’s not that difficult. However, it defined a subject, named “the
Girl’s Secret.”.
This contest was totally in three rounds to select a designer on behalf of the Heyday Group who would
have the opportunity to participate in the Fashion Festival. This meant that a piece of work was
required to bepleted within at least a week. It was a bit of a rush, indeed.
Ba Garcia took out the works Kelvin Lewis had asked her to finish. At the past wedding shows in
this Group, the two most frequent designers--one was Rosa Gates, the director in the same team as
Ba, while the other was Maggie Smith, who, from J Wilson’s description, was questioned about
giarism and then drove out a neer.
After Ba’s careful analysis, Rosa Gates’s design style was simr to her personality, bright and
mixed in multiple colors, while Maggie Smith’ style was a bit more implicit, whose works were
characterized by luxury and elegance.
So, the two designers with totally different styles could finally get to the show, which meant that the
judges in the Heyday Group who had the ultimate aesthetic discretion preferred both styles. All of a
sudden, an idea struck Ba after a sh in her mind...
"J." Ba handed her manuscripts to J and said, "If I''m right, thispetition for designers is
one of the tests for interns and we''ll have to go. Besides, we must make some achievements and can''t
let other people surpass us!"
J was surprised. "Come on! we''re just nothing but interns. Do we have to experience this kind of
storm at the very beginning?"
Ba whispered to J, telling her the clues found. But J was still confused and soon amazed.
"You are really a smart girl! You have even checked this?" J couldn’t help but admired.
Ba did not think very highly of herself. After all, she was really because of Kelvin''s advice that she
would do these things. It could actuallye down to a coincidence.
"Come on! With this pace, we have to submit the design draft by next Monday at thetest, and make
the ready-to-wear. And we must hurry up." J nodded. For a moment, the whole office was in quiet
silence, only except the sound of the keyboard and the mouse.
At lunchtime, J went to the canteen alone with other colleagues because Ba had taken the
meal and she did not want to go to the boisterous.
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In the tea room, while she was heating the meal, she was absent-minded, thinking about the design.
Outside the window was the employee activity ce, with arge basketball court, and she stared out
of the window, attracted to the young boys who were ying basketball.
In Ba’s memories, Albert Davis liked ying basketball, too. At that time, they were not together. At
the age of 15 or 16, she and J, tight and inseparable, would have arranged to go to the yground
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to see the boys y basketball. Among the boys, Albert was then the most attractive for Ba.
His smile was just like the warm spring sun. And his handsome appearance and good figure attracted a
crowd of crazy girls. During the break, many girls would surround him to deliver water. But she was an
exception, and she never approached him.
Until one day, she and J were punished by the teacher to run several miles at the yground,
holding a bottle of water Ba had drunk, to see them y basketball. After finishing ying, Albert
walked straight towards her and took the bottle of water from her hand.
She watched him as he unscrewed the cap, reached the mouth of the bottle she had touched and
drank the rest of her water.
"I have always been waiting for you to deliver water." This was the first thing he said to her. Ba
remembered it all her life. That afternoon, the curving contour of his drinking her water under the
sunset, became her eternally unforgettable silhouette during her girlhood.
"Tinkle!" The microwave came the cue, and woke up Ba, immersing herself in her own thoughts.
She tidied up the food box and went downstairs with it.
The secret of a girl... These memories she had just brought up by these basketball boys were exactly
the secret of her teenage years?
Ba walked into the basketball court and found a cool ce, watching the basketball game while
eating.
She gnawed on the chicken hamburger, with her eyes staring at the boys running after the basketball
even without a blinking, but identally felt a burst of inquiry.
Ba held a dish in one hand and the chicken hamburger in the other, slowly turning her head, and
looked at a strange man, with an exquisite and charming look and his hands folded, was sitting in a
wheelchair andughing at her.
Ba couldn''t help but exim, ‘It was exactly for the sake of good times that whoever she met was a
good-looking person.
It''s just that... she took a look at his wheelchair, he had bad legs and came to see people y
basketball, because of admiration? But why would he watch her eat? She didn’t eat with a nice looking
at all. And she was a little embarrassed.
Ba retracted her eyes, swallowed the chicken into her mouth, and took a careful bite, trying to
redeem her image.
She turned around and found that the man was still looking at her, with a gentle smile on his face.
''Did you... have your lunch?'' Ba was so embarrassed that she made a remark.
"Yes." The man answered her, with an intoxicating deep voice, which was just like the sunshine in this
early autumn, making people feel warm andfortable.
‘But now that he had eaten the lunch, why would he watch her eat so carefully? His look reminded her
of the lovely pet dog, who would stare at her with cravings while she was wandering around the garden
with delicious food, when she was a little girl.’
Putting down the dish, Ba was going to quickly finish the hamburger and left the ce, but at the
very sight of the basketball that took off the boys’ hands to fly in the direction of his side.
"Be careful!" The yer shouted.
Seeing that the ball was about to hit the man, Ba no longer cared about her food, immediately
rushing towards him quickly.
Ba’s one hand was holding the man''s wheelchair, while the other hand was grasping the chicken
hamburger, with her physical bodypletely in front of the man. This set of totally natural action, with
a both cold and domineering expression on her face. Ba herself was totally amazed by her own
behavior, however.
The basketballnded a meter away on the ground even without touching her hair. There was an air of
embarrassment for that moment. It turned out that she had an overreaction.
The man looked down sideways and stared at the greasy hand of Ba clutching his wheelchair. In
such an emergency, Ba was still not willing to throw the chicken hamburger in her hand.
He winked and smiled. "Thank you, the brave heroine, for saving my life."
Well...
Ba looked at that basketball rolling away, in a wave of embarrassment, and then hurriedly let it go.
"Sorry, I thought the basketball was going to hit you."
The man was smiling with full ofughter in his brown eyes, "Which family do youe from, little kid?"
‘Little kid?’
‘She was not happy, though she was not tall, but she didn''t seem so childish’.
"I am not what you said a kid." Ba walked a few steps and bent over to pick up her lunch box, "I am
the future chief designer, do you understand "
The man raised his eyebrows, full of interest, "Since you are the employee of the Heyday Group, why
do youe here to eat lunch?"
She nced at the man and put the rest of the chicken hamburger back in the dish. "I don’t know what
the leaders of thepany are thinking about, and there''s no meat in the dining hall. I''m not a rabbit,
so I don’t want to eat ‘grass’ at all."
The corner of the man’s mouth curled to a smile.
"I''m gone." Ba beckoned with him and looked at his wheelchair again, "You are inconvenient, so
don''te here againter, lest they really hurt you." Then, she left the basketball court carrying her
food box.
‘Absolutely! The spring of inspiration will not burst out while eating inspiration. And there is all good or
bad food in the mind.’
The man saw Ba leave, with unconcealed pleasure in his eyes.
"Mr. Lewis." A man came down the court. "Sorry, the basketball boys almost hurt you."
"Never mind." n Lewis did not retract his eyes for a long time.
"That girl just now..." Simon Jackon also followed n Lewis''s eyes, falling on Ba.
"You go find out which department she belongs to," n Lewis said, taking out a handkerchief from the
pocket, wiping the grease stain that Ba had made on the wheelchair.
"By the way, tell the chiefs in the canteen, change the dish for meat from tomorrow."
"Well?" Simon did not quite understand Mr. Lewis''s intention and said, "But this is Master Lewis''s
order."
"Employees are not rabbits and should not eat ‘grass’. If the diet goes on like this, the employees can''t
keep up with the nutrition." n Lewis chuckles.