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CHAPTER 386
Getting into the University of Maple Grove isn’t easy; apart from the real geniuses, it’s the result of countless days and nights of hard work. During those tough times, Rafael’s dance was their guiding light. So, when word got out that Rafael was coming to the University of Maple Grove, the students went wild.
“Are our seats in the medical department close to the stage for the welcome party? I’d love to catch a glimpse of Rafael up close!”
“Me! I’ve held Rafael’s hand before!” a girl exclaimed excitedly. “It was when I went to the airport to meet him. The fans were so crazy that I got pushed to the ground, and Rafael himself helped me up!”
Her story set off another wave of excited screams.
Cynthia quietly read her book, unimpressed. She’d had dinner with Rafael, after all!
With Rafael’s attendance at the welcome party confirmed, everyone practiced even harder. “We’ve pretty much nailed the dance moves; now let’s figure out what to wear that day.”
A group of young men and women sat in a circle, brainstorming their outfits.
“When it comes to clothes, we can’t compete with the fashion design department.”
A girl sighed, “I’ve seen what they’ve got ready; it’s stunning, made personally by their professors.”
The quality of custom–made clothes versus off–the–rack isn’t even close.
Plus, finding the right dance costumes online for their performance was almost impossible.
But custom–making them was just too pricey.
Even though the school would reimburse part of the cost, it was still a lot of money!
If it was just about the money, it would be one thing, but they didn’t know anyone in the fashion design world. What if they spent all that money and the outfits turned out awful?
Cynthia was worried too.
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If their costumes were eye–catching enough, their performance would naturally stand out
more.
“Leave the costume issue to me,” Flora said confidently. “I’ll get them custom–made.”
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Everyone turned to look at Flora in unison!
“Flora, do you know a fashion designer?” Cynthia asked, curious.
Flora nodded, “I know a few. I’ll get them started right away, and we can have them in two days. I’m pretty close with them, so we don’t need to worry about the cost.”
“It’s not about the money; we’ll pay whatever it takes! Which design team are you talking about? Are they reliable?”
“Um…” Flora hesitated before saying, “The Rose Design Team.”
The entire dance studio fell silent.
A look of shock spread across everyone’s faces.
They all knew about the Rose Design Team!
The nation’s top design team, not knowing about them would be crazy.
Clothes designed by the Rose Design Team often cost in the seven figures, and that’s just the starting price.
Cost aside, the Rose Design Team was notoriously choosy, generally out of reach for most people.
Countless high society families and celebrities queued up, hoping to get a gown from them.
And here was Flora, claiming she knew someone from the Rose Design Team.
And that the Rose Design Team would make their dance costumes for free…
The guy who had just said, “It’s not about the money, we’ll pay whatever it takes,” quietly shut his mouth.
Even selling them wouldn’t cover the cost.
“Flora, you’re not just talking big, are you?” a girl couldn’t help but ask, skeptical.
After all, Flora’s claim was incredibly far–fetched.
The Rose Design Team, unattainable even by top stars, was supposedly going to make costumes for a bunch of students.
Cynthia found the comment annoying and snapped, “What are you saying? Does Flora seem like someone who would make stuff up?”