Looking at An Ling's smiling face in the magazine, Luo Yan couldn't imagine that she was just an ordinary college student, how could she be associated with such a cold and glamorous strong woman in a shopping mall.

Is it really because of this contest? But in An Ling's eyes, this competition is not so important to them Rongsheng Group, a company that does mobile intelligence, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with fashion design, but for what, they want to report this competition, and also know all her thoughts and weaknesses, and then arrange for her-

Thinking of being pressed under that strange man that night, his lips kissed almost all over her body, Luo Yan instinctively trembled, standing in the afterglow of the sunset, her cheeks turned red.

"Little girl, you haven't paid for this magazine yet, do you want it!"

The newspaper boss's words made Luo Yan suddenly come back to her senses, she was shocked and ashamed and immediately threw down the magazine, turned around and fled, like a child who had done something wrong was caught and appeared, and couldn't wait to escape.

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Although there is a lot of confusion about this matter, but after a week has passed, the wind and waves have been calm, and there is no news about the competition from the school, and Luo Yan doesn't have to go to that weird house to do things, the other party has been silent and has not replied to her text messages, so it can be regarded as a promise!

So Luo Yan has more time to take care of her family and prepare for the competition.

Although she didn't know what the top three competitions were, she still looked at the information of the previous competitions very cautiously to prepare for her final sprint.

Half a month later, Luo Yan was notified to go to the school, and the dean of their design school specially announced the top three in the youth design competition of the world's famous schools at the conference, including her, Qin Aili, and a name, a girl called Quiet.

Standing on the school's bulletin board, looking at the three names of Long Fei on the huge red paper, Luo Yan looked at it in a daze.

Quiet, the name, always made her feel faintly uneasy.

She was not afraid of Qin Aili at all, but this silence made her think of that strong woman inexplicably, An Ling!

Will they be related?

The school issued another notice that the top three of the competition would be trained in a closed training facility in a five-star hotel in Shanghai, with an international fashion designer from Milan personally mentoring the three contestants.

The day before the closed training, Luo Yan specially contacted her aunt in her hometown and asked her to come to the house to take care of Xu Baozhu and her younger brother, and she went directly to the hotel with her simple luggage.

This closed training lasted for seven days, and these seven days not only had to take the master's class, but also prepared the final works in the last two days.

And what exactly the final works will be has not yet been announced.

The three of them, each of whom was arranged in a separate suite, but Luo Yan had an accident on the first night of staying in the hotel.

She was looking at the past works of the master who was going to be in class the next day, but the phone rang non-stop.

As soon as she saw that it was Luo Qing, she was afraid to take it.

"Are you waiting for your sister to die before you will answer the phone!"

A message popped up, and Luo Yan was so frightened that she immediately dialed the phone back.

"Sister, what's the matter, I'm doing closed training in the hotel now!"

"Luo Yan, hurry up and bring me to the Night Emperor Nightclub, ...... quickly"

"What? Sister, I'm training in closed mode now, and I can't go out! ”

"If you don't come again, your sister will die in front of you! Less nonsense, Night Emperor, Box 1009! ”