Luxury public relations director Lin Jiayue, known as the "walking fashion textbook", stepped on the wrong foot and transformed into an ordinary female textile factory worker in the 1980s. The original owner was taking half a month's salary and bought a pair of "Hong Kong style" large bell-bottom pants, preparing to go to a sorority party to look stunning. Lin Jiayue looked at the floor-sweeping pants and monkey-butt-like blush in the mirror, and her eyes darkened. Is this aesthetic serious? The good news: She has the next forty years of fashion trends in her head, from Audrey Hepburn to Y2K. Bad news: Her pocket is cleaner than her face, and her father earns the highest salary in the factory, fifty-three and a half yuan a month. Faced with the enthusiastic pursuit of "Chenliang" shirts by co-workers and the ugly dresses in department stores that were too ugly to look at, Lin Jiayue decided that it was time to give this era a little fashion shock! No money to open a store? She contributes articles to pictorials and uses advanced aesthetics to guide the country's outfits. No fabric? She transformed old clothes and turned the sheets from the bottom of the box into a French retro floral skirt. At the gala dance, while others were still perming their hair with afros, she had already styled her playful Hepburn short hair and stunned the audience with a homemade little black dress. Gradually, the coolest prickly-headed wolfdog in the factory looked at her more and more strangely. One day, he cornered her in a corner and handed her a stack of colorful cloth tickets with red ears: "Lin Jiayue, all my cloth tickets will be given to you. Can you... Can you just make clothes for me?" Lin Jiayue blinked: "Yes, but my designs are very expensive. How are you going to pay the bill?" The little wolfdog's face turned redder:
