When he was pulled away by Hou Xinyu at that time, Lin Zhan once looked back, and the obvious sadness in Ling Qiqi's eyes also deeply pierced the heart of this iron-blooded man.

The people who can come here to participate in the Costume Grand Prix cocktail party are basically a bit of a background, so Lin Zhan has to do a good job and follow Hou Xinyu for the time being.

The security of the reception was still quite tight, Lin Zhan saw that there was a plainclothes person in three or five steps, and he believed that Ling Qiqi would not have an accident here, so after dealing with Hou Xinyu, he would rush back immediately.

Lin Zhan lived in a hotel room by himself, on the seventeenth floor of the Pride Hotel, and next door was Ling Qiqi's room.

When the elevator went upstairs, Hou Xinyu, who was holding Lin Zhan's arm, smiled with satisfaction and leaned her head on Lin Zhan's shoulder......

In less than ten minutes, Lin Zhan took the elevator downstairs alone.

returned to the reception site, and quickly found the area where Ling Qiqi was, and saw her chatting with Ren Haoran and another girl, talking passionately, as if they were talking about dress works.

Silently, he took a glass of wine from the tray held by the mobile adaptation student and looked at it from afar.

praised it smoothly, and then Ren Haoran took the girl to say goodbye and leave.

Later, Song Xinyuan and others all pulled some guests to Ling Qiqi's side to praise and cheer for her.

Lin Zhan looked up at the list of likes on the big screen, a model named Lu Fei'er had already broken through 300 likes, far ahead, and Ling Qiqi ranked second with 98 votes.

The situation of this battle seems to be unclear for the time being, Ling Qiqi still has to work hard, Lin Zhan is a little anxious.

I couldn't help but search for something, and as far as the eye could see, a beautiful girl on the opposite side began to smile and nod at her, and walked over.

"Hey, you've just come from the middle of the earth, you're so healthy!"

"Ahem, little sister, you're so white!"

Black and white. It felt like the effect of some kind of special cold medicine, so after being successfully invited by Lin Zhan to praise Ling Qiqi, the white and beautiful little sister felt that she should find a place to rest.

Lin Zhan took her away very decisively.

Ling Qiqi stood there again. His eyes widened, and there was still a little moist stuff in his sockets.

This time, she didn't show it too obviously, and quickly turned her head, otherwise she would see Lin Zhan leave again.

continued to curse in his heart: "Dead Forest War, is it really that **?" Just solved one. Now there's a new ......"

There is no other possibility, in Ling Qiqi's heart, he had already deduced from Hou Xinyu's situation in the previous situation that Lin Zhan was getting along with her, and now this new her is gone again!

"Qiqi, what should I do, I observed that some of the other party's design was copied from the famous designer Egg Silk Ting'er. However, this kind of thing cannot be recognized in the design world. ”

Feng Zhengzheng is talking about the dress on Lu Fei'er, and her number of likes is currently in the lead.

This dress was designed by Liang Shenyuan, the designer next to him.

It is a pity that Feng Zhengzheng has sufficient details to explain that this dress can be determined to be plagiarized, which can be said to be plagiarism in the design industry.

"Are you sure?" Ling Qiqi wanted to confirm it clearly. "Why did Liang Shenyuan dare to use such a pirated copy to participate in such a major international competition? Aren't you afraid of complaints or accusations from the original designer? ”

"Most of these moves will be troublesome, but there will also be a small number of them, because of the problem of defining infringement and the problem of the original author's inaction. And if the plagiarist's connections and methods are influential enough, then no one will really pay attention to this kind of thing. ”

"Then maybe we can take care of it!" Ling Qiqi hates this kind of person who plagiarizes and steals other people's designs at will.

"Let's do our own work, and that's it." Feng Zhengzheng was a little discouraged, because he found that Liang Shenyuan was talking intimately with the people of the Grand Prix Organizing Committee at the moment.

The other party is hanging. How else to compete?

Feng Zhengzheng felt that when this happened, he had no chance of winning, but of course Ling Qiqi would not think so.

Open hanging? Can any real opening be better than the skill songs in the world of the Great Song God?

Ling Qiqi's consciousness quickly searched for the songs that the Great Song God World had included in his own music library, and then he had an idea.

And of course, continue to show the dress. Showing your smile and elegant gesture and trying to get more people's likes is still the most basic job.

"Dead Forest Battle, you're simply crazy!" Ling Qiqi had just raised his head with a smile, and he saw Lin Zhan hugging the waist of a beautiful woman again, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, and both of them walked over.

I'm almost going to curse.

"Nima, this is the third! Just bring a group of them!

After liking, Ling Qiqi said fiercely: "Thank you!" Then he ignored him.

Seeing Ling Qiqi's reaction, the corners of Lin Zhan's mouth rose a little more.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth, on average, changed every ten minutes, Ling Qiqi gritted his teeth, silently counted in his heart, until the eighteenth, when the girl was busy setting up the praise hand, Ling Qiqi asked Lin Zhan in person: "Is there anything else?" ”

Lin Zhan grinned and replied in a low voice: "No, the room can't fit!" ”

“…… Neuropathy ......" vomited blood and was seriously injured.

Could it be that these eighteen are all in one room? And at the same time?

This is completely incomprehensible, and how is this done?

Of these eighteen, the first part was all girls who took the initiative to pick up a conversation, and Lin Zhan successfully won it, and then he tasted the actual effect of the praise on Ling Qiqi, so he took the initiative to attack, actively accosted a few, and finally took them all to the room on the seventeenth floor.

In addition to vomiting blood, Ling Qiqi really wanted to go to Lin Zhan's room at the moment to see what kind of messy scene it was inside.

"Wait for this side to end, you and Song Xinyuan will help me." Lin Zhan said mysteriously.

"Good!" Ling Qiqi replied happily.

Ren Haoran and the others are also very positive, but they are not as exaggerated as Lin Zhan, those few are completely relying on eloquence and persuasion to meet people and bring them to Ling Qiqi, and then without saying anything more, Ling Qiqi will use her smile and Feng Zhengzheng's painstaking design to conquer them and make them like them willingly.

In addition to these guests who were pulled, of course, the main thing was because of Ling Qiqi's display, and the judges and guests who noticed were impressed by the dresses and models, said that they were attracted, and then resolutely used the opportunity to like her work.

Kudos to the design, and kudos to the model.

As the number of likes grew, the slightly frowning brow on Feng Zhengzheng's face gradually relaxed.

As long as you do your own work and show your own design concept, how others like it and how to hang it, what does it matter? (To be continued.) )