Novel Square
Chapter 63
“Okay, I give it a shot.”
Henrik didn’t hold much hope. In his view, the chances of Rafael choosing him were slim to none. He was just doing it to make Flora happy
Flors looked down at her phone, opening her chat with Rafael and sending another message.
As Rafael’s concert drew nearer, the excitement among the Class Z students became uncontrollable. This might be their only chance to see Rafael, and they were determined to prepare well
They pooled together whatever money they had and bought a telescope and a camera.
As staff, they would only be at the entrance, and without a telescope, they wouldn’t be able to see Rafael clearly at all.
But as a group of students without much money, they had to scrape together what they could.
Listening to their discussion, Dane couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Sorry, please continue. I just couldn’t hold it in,” Dane said, thoroughly amused.
They were so far away, he thought, even with a telescope designed for stargazing, they’d hardly be able to see Rafael’s face.
His laughter shifted everyone’s attention to him.
“Dane, didn’t you say you were going to buy tickets? How did it go, did you get them? Show us.”
“Why don’t you stop being Flora’s lackey? We’ll talk to Jennifer, see if we can get you in as a staff member, how about that?”
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“Beg us, and we’ll take you in,”
Dane tried hard to stifle his laughter.
Flora, who was explaining a question to Kaylee, looked up with an expressionless face. Catching her glance, Dane immediately behaved, ignoring them.
“This approach to the question is not quite right…”
After reviewing Kaylee’s solution, Flora frowned. She took Kaylee’s notebook, intending to demonstrate the correct way, but then noticed the design sketches on the page.
The model was supposed to be Rafael, with his signature purple–blue hair and sparkly earrings.
“Did you draw this?” Flora was somewhat surprised.
“Just.. just doodling.” Kaylee was embarrassed.
Flora glanced at the draft, “it’s really good.”
Flora said sincerely, “You have a talent for design. You could consider a career in fashion design.
“Really?” Getting the affirmation, Kaylee was thrilled, “Flora, I love fashion design, and I want to major in it in college.”
Kaylee became more talkative when talking about her passion, “Flora, do you know the designer Rose? She’s my idol. My dream is to meet her one day and join the Rose design team.”
Rose, the world’s leading designer. Her designs had gone international, winning first place in an international design competition two Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
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Countless people wanted her help in designing clothes, but Rose was the kind of person who did everything according to her mood. Even A–list celebrities had to gauge her mood if they wanted her to design clothes for them.
The only exception was Rafael. Every outfit he wore to public events was specially designed by Rose.
Many were curious about their relationship. But despite much digging, no juicy details were found.
“I hope, one day, Rafael can wear something I’ve designed, standing on the stage, shining brightly. I know I’m not good enough yet, but I’ll work hard” Kaylee said with a fighting spirit.
Flora stared at her and said softly. “You can do it.”
After Kaylee consulted Flora, slie returned to her seat.
Flora took out her phone, seeing a message from Connor.