Song only completely tore the veil in half, and then tied the two pieces of black together, and through stitching and threading, the part that connected the two halves of the veil formed a black flower.

From Jiang Lan's distance, the flower was like a pure black mandala, mysterious and elegant.

The corners of Jiang Lan's mouth slowly rose, she really didn't look at the wrong person.

Song Zhi's talent and design inspiration are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

In her opinion, even if Song only loses this game, she is the best MVP.

Jiang Lan walked to Song Zhizhi's side and handed her business card in front of her: "I like your design very much, would you like to talk to me after the competition." ”

Jiang Lan is a Chinese designer who shines at Paris and New York Fashion Weeks, and being able to get the favor of such a legendary designer can be said to have obtained a special pass in the circle of fashion design, which is what many young fashion designers like Song Zhizhi dream of.

Song only clutched Jiang Lan's business card, stunned and at a loss.

Jiang Lan smiled softly and asked softly, "What?" Don't you want to? ”

Song only came back to his senses in a hurry, and bowed his head again and again: "I, I am willing, I am willing to ......"

She made a 90-degree bow to Jiang Lan: "Thank you, thank you, Teacher Jiang Lan." ”

Jiang Lan smiled and patted Song Zhizhi's shoulder: "Little guy, you performed well, I hope to see you shine in the competition and become the best designer in the new generation." ”

Because of the regulations of the competition system, the contestants must complete their own design drafts, and Song only made relatively large changes to the veil, so in this competition, she did not achieve satisfactory results, but only entered the pending seat and became a pending player.

However, being able to get Jiang Lan's business card is no different from winning the championship for Song Zhizhi.

As for Wang Xintong, he won the first place with the design of the wedding dress and became the first designer to be promoted in the second competition.

Compared with the joy of her promotion, the colleagues in the Yueran Design Department felt more sorry for Song Zhi, and no one proposed to celebrate at all.

She was very apprehensive and unwilling, but she still had to hold on to a smile to feel sorry for Song Zhi: "It's just that this time I have caused you to be tired, your design is very good, and it is also very innovative, if it wasn't for me accidentally breaking your veil, you wouldn't have failed to finish your work." ”

Song only shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent look, shook Jiang Lan's business card in his hand towards Wang Xintong, without any intention of showing off, and smiled: "I still want to thank you, you see, I have been affirmed by Teacher Jiang Lan, which is even happier than if I want to be promoted." ”

When Wang Xintong heard this, her heart was even more pantothenic.

Obviously, she is the first place in the game, but all the eyes and applause are Song only.

She gritted her teeth and forced a smile: "Congratulations." ”

Song only couldn't see through Wang Xintong's jealousy, hugged her shoulder, and said with a smile: "I also want to congratulate you, you have successfully advanced, prepare well for the next game, if I can't make the cut, I will cheer for you in the audience." ”

"Huh." Wang Xintong smiled, but there was disdain and sarcasm in the depths of his eyes: "Thank you." ”

Chen Xinghe, who was in the audience, came over with his colleagues from the design department: "It's just that, I really feel sorry for you." ”

"Hey! There is nothing to be sorry for. ”

Song is just like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, no matter when and where, she is like a little sun, full of light and full of positive energy.

After the game, everyone prepared to have a meal together, which was a celebration of Wang Xintong's entry into the third round of the competition, and also a celebration of Song only being recognized by Teacher Jiang Lan.

When Song only walked out of the venue, he saw a man with a height of 185, leaning on a black car, he was wearing a black slim suit, his calves were overlapped, revealing his long ankles, which made his shoulders wide, waist narrow, and legs long.

Shen Lang held flowers in his hand, nodded and smiled at Song Zhizhi, and in an instant, Song Zhizhi's heart melted.

This product is too handsome, isn't it?

Tong Yao gently bumped Song Yi with her shoulder, and said with a joke in her words: "Go, the big boss is waiting for you." ”

Hearing this, Song Zhi's face turned red.

He ...... Maybe they didn't come to me, but as a big boss, people probably care about the competition of their employees. ”

How far-fetched this reason is, perhaps only Song only knows.

Wang Xintong said sourly: "Heh! The big boss may not even know who we are, so let's go. ”

As a newcomer in love, Song was only very shy, she lowered her head and walked towards Shen Lang step by step.

Shen Lang handed a bouquet full of roses to Song Zhizhi: "How is the game?" ”

Song only shrugged his shoulders: "TBD, but I got Teacher Jiang Lan's business card, and she asked me to have time to talk to her." ”

Shen Lang seemed to spoil a child, and rubbed Song Zhi's hair: "I knew that you were the best." ”

"Don't make a fuss, my colleagues are watching."

Song only turned his head and glanced at his colleagues in different postures.

Chen Xinghe lowered his head, Tong Yao pulled Wang Xintong's arm, pointed to the sky and asked her to watch the plane, Sister Li smiled at her aunt, Wang Kesong was still cute and cute, and she was completely out of the situation.

"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

Shen Lang's voice was low, but it was very gentle and warm.

It's not the first time Song has heard him say this, but he doesn't know why, his voice today is particularly difficult to refuse.

She got into the car and waved at her colleagues.

Seeing them leave, colleagues gossip instantly.

"Alas!" Tong Yao sighed: "I seem to smell a sour smell of love." ”

"I feel the same way."

"When will it be my turn to be in sweet love?"

Wang Kesong looked at Tong Yao, who was stunned, and smelled: "Sister Yaoyao, do you want to fall in love?" ”

Tong Yao looked at Wang Kesong from head to foot with a surprised gaze, and said with a teasing smile: "Little guy, don't say you want to talk to your sister?" ”

"Can't I?" Wang Kesong blushed and asked with a smile.

Tong Yao rubbed his head: "Let's wait until you grow up, I don't want to be said by others that the old cow eats tender grass, besides, sister, I want to marry the boss, you ...... Pull it down. ”

She no longer looked at Wang Kesong, and pulled Chen Xinghe's arm: "Old man, look at this posture, it's only our boss lady sooner or later, but don't forget, what kind of contract did you just sign for Yiyi, alas!" I feel so sorry for you! You say, if the big boss found out, how would he punish you? ”

When Chen Xinghe heard this, his heart went up and down.

He seems to have been ruined, if he knew the relationship between the big boss, Song Zhizhi and Xia Menglan, even if he wanted his life, he would not dare to make the decision without authorization, and only agreed to Xia Menglan's request for Song Zhi, this time, even if Song only lost one hair, it is estimated that the big boss will have to take a large piece of hair for him as compensation.

Chen Xinghe took out his mobile phone, walked to a corner where no one was, and silently dialed Xia Menglan's phone, hoping to make up for it now.

Doodoo ......

After a busy sound, Xia Menglan connected Chen Xinghe's phone, and the first thing she said was: "Mr. Chen, what's the matter?" Is the design of the dress I want out? ”

Plan?!

Can you void this contract for the sake of him approaching 60 years old?

It's just that Chen Xinghe didn't dare to say directly: "Miss Xia, recently Song only needs to participate in the Young Fashion Designer Competition, you see...... Can I give your dress design to someone else? ”

"Someone else?"

Chen Xinghe could clearly hear that Xia Menglan's voice had changed.

"Huh!" Xia Menglan sneered: "Mr. Chen, do you have any designers in your company who can get their hands on it?" ”

Chen Xinghe said urgently: "Yes, yes, yes, our company ......"

"There's a fart." Xia Menglan interrupted coldly: "I appointed Song Zhizhi, and you also signed the contract, if you breach the contract, just wait for the defendant." ”

"Miss Xia......"

"Mr. Chen, I think you should know how many people you want to cooperate with me, right? To tell you the truth, I just want Song Zhizhi, I have already asked my lawyer, if you breach the contract, my chance of winning the lawsuit can be said to be 100%, think about whether you can pay this compensation. ”

After speaking, Xia Menglan hung up the phone directly.

Yan Xu looked at her from the side, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but his voice was slightly sarcastic: "You are my girlfriend now, aren't you afraid that I will be jealous if you do this?" ”

"Huh." Xia Menglan poured two glasses of red wine, handed one of them to Yan Xu, raised her head and drank the other glass: "I am a woman who has revenge, you should have known it a long time ago, will it be a little too late to investigate it now?" ”

Yan Xu put down the wine glass and kissed Xia Menglan the lips: "If there is revenge, I like it." Shen Lang's woman, play as much as you want, if Shen Lang bullies you, tell me. ”

Xia Menglan wrapped her arms around Yan Xu's neck and whispered heat in his ear: "Shen Lang didn't bully me, but you didn't bully me a lot last night, as I have revenge, shouldn't this account be settled with you?" ”

Yan Xu turned over and pressed Xia Menglan under him: "Whatever you do." ”

Xia Menglan bit him the shoulder, and didn't let go until there was a bloody smell in his mouth, and after an hour of cloud and rain, Yan Xu took a phone call and left.

She wrapped herself in a bath towel and lit a cigarette, tears running down her face from the corners of her eyes.

Song only!

For you, I don't hesitate to commit myself to Yanxu, you have calculated this account for me, sooner or later, I will make you pay a greater price.

The cigarette butt burned her hand, and Xia Menglan pinched out the fire on the cigarette butt with her bare hands as if she didn't feel pain.

She is unwilling to lose to Song Zhizhi, even if she has nothing in the end, she has to fight and rob.