The models in the clothes were visibly a little nervous, and they looked at each other, both of them seeing a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.

The fracture of the clothes is very messy, there is no beauty to speak of, and it is obviously not the original appearance.

Accustomed to this kind of thing, you don't have to think that this designer must have been framed.

"Miss Shen, we haven't touched your clothes beforehand, and we just learned that they became like this." The model in the short skirt said cautiously, and hurriedly cleared up the relationship for herself.

Shen Xueyao's mind was blank at this time, her lips were pursed uneasily, and her face was gray inch by inch.

The confusion and uneasiness in the eyes of the models were obviously not disguised, so they didn't know what was going on with the clothes.

I didn't expect that I just left once, and I really got hit.

"Who was here when I wasn't there before?" Finally finding her voice, Shen Xueyao clenched her fists tightly, her nails embedded deep in her palms, and used the pain to calm herself.

"This ...... There were so many people in the dressing room that we didn't notice there, so we didn't know who had been to your place. The models shook their heads awkwardly.

Shen Xueman was completely silent.

In fact, she also had some guesses in her heart, afraid that Bai Qingqing and those people did it.

But he really didn't see it with his own eyes, and there was no evidence to question her, not to mention that the dressing room was not monitored.

What to do? Could it be that after so long of preparing for the competition, you are going to give up?

The more Shen Xueyao thought about it, the more pale her face became, and her body became a little chilly uncontrollably.

It is the first time for the company to cooperate with Qi's, such an important project, if it is smashed in its own hands.

Not to mention that the director and those in the company who are waiting to see her digest will not let her go, even she will be frustrated and blamed to death.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when Shen Xueyao was frowning, the broadcast in the dressing room sounded again.

"Designer Twenty-Five goes backstage to prepare."

The twenty-fifth is Shen Xueyao's current number.

What to do? Shen Xueyao was so anxious, it was impossible to make her give up the game immediately, and now she could only desperately think of a remedy.

Qi Hao helped her in the previous fashion week competition, which can be said to be thrilling. This time he was not there, and he had to solve the problem by himself.

"Miss Shen, why don't you forget it, the clothes are like this, and you definitely can't take them to the competition." The model pinched the corner of her skirt with some hesitation and said to Shen Xueyao.

Wearing such a skirt, not to mention that Shen Xueyao will become the laughing stock of the industry, even they themselves will be ridiculed by other models.

At this time, they had already regretted in their hearts, why they were so unlucky and were assigned to Shen Xueyao's side.

The models had already retreated, but Shen Xueyao was silent at this time.

The more difficult it became, the more her stubborn temper made her refuse to bow her head.

Taking a deep breath, she can't rely on Qi Hao to solve any problem, she must think of one quickly

Workaround.

Looking down at the skirt that had become embarrassed, Shen Xueyao's eyebrows furrowed, and she fell into deep thought.

The models frowned, a hint of helplessness, anyway, they already had no hope for Shen Xueyao.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind.

"There it is." Shen Xueyao raised her head suddenly, and said with burning eyes.

"Are there scissors and needles and threads, and ink? You go and help me find it. ”

The models didn't know why, but they did have a complete set of things here, and they took everything Shen Xueyao wanted.

"Makeup artist, put on their makeup, and give me the dress." Shen Xueyao squatted down while turning on the ink, and said without raising her head.

They had no choice but to nod, not knowing what Shen Xueyao wanted to do.

The heat of the fashion show gradually faded, for those industry elites, Qu Waner's design is indeed amazing enough, and on the other hand, the entries since her have never satisfied these picky elites, and they all look like they are lacking in interest.

Seeing that everyone is a little impatient, it seems that they have already settled on the outfit they want.

Qu Wan'er's eyes swept the audience, and the corners of her lips hooked up a satisfied smile. She is very confident in her own designs, after all, she knows that everyone present has not been able to catch up with her strength, so she is the most calm one.

On the other hand, Bai Qingqing, although the design of the clothing is not very outstanding, she seems to be extremely happy.

Xiaoxue couldn't help but be surprised, leaned over and asked, "Qingqing, what is so happy?" Aren't you afraid to go back and be criticized? ”

Even Qu Wan'er looked at her with a little curiosity.

Bai Qingqing said complacently: "I helped Shen Xueyao modify her clothes, I guess she is still worried about this matter." It's about to be her design on the stage, and it's really a good show. ”

Xiaoxue opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Qingqing, how did you destroy other people's clothes?" ”

Bai Qingqing glanced at her indifferently: "With the level of her small company, it would be a shame to let her come up, why not lose it thoroughly?" I did this to make her understand the gap between her and us, so that she would not continue to be so self-conscious. ”

Xiaoxue opened her mouth, wanting to say something but didn't say it, her eyebrows kept furrowing.

And Qu Wan'er just said: "You don't have to do this kind of unnecessary thing in the future, so as not to leave any tricks." ”

What she means is that Shen Xueyao will be the bottom one anyway, and the result will not change.

"Don't worry, Sister Wan'er, anyway, after this time, it is estimated that she will also appear in front of us again." Bai Qingqing said with a grin.

"The last designer, Shen Xueyao, is from our partner XX Company, let us look forward to the wonderful design she brings us." The host shouted, and there was a sparse applause from below.

Bai Qingqing's face couldn't help but show a smug smile, and the show was about to begin.

Under the spotlight, Shen Xueyao, who was wearing a white dress, had a calm face and slowly walked to the front

on the podium.

Along with it, there are models with good figures.

Everyone's faces were a little strange, because there was something really wrong with these clothes.

Qi Hao's gaze was slightly cold, he had seen Shen Xueyao's design products, but it was not like this.

Could it be that something is going on behind the scenes? His gaze was thoughtful.

The clothes on the models are mainly black and white, with plain base and ink rendering.

Under the dazzling lights, everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the models who came.

From a distance, you can see that the ink painting on the skirt is Aoyama Daisui, but you can't see the specific pattern. However, there are many uneven layers of rips around the edges of the skirts, which make these paintings incomplete. There are a few drops of thick ink in the crack, which obscures the original appearance of the pattern.

"With such garbage to participate in the fashion fair, do you look down on our Yu Group, or look down on the industry elites here?" Bai Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and then sneered mercilessly.

She was sure that the cuts were her own handiwork, and she didn't know why the clothes were like this, but the mockery was right.

Her voice is not small, and with the special location, many people around heard her voice, frowned for a while, and began to whisper to each other.

Shen Xueyao was unmoved and didn't care.

Instead, one person spoke up and asked with a little curiosity: "Miss Shen, your clothes are really a little ...... Chic, can you tell us about your creative philosophy? ”

"My work is to promote our Chinese painting, the meaning of poetry, and the realm of ink painting. I want to tell you that in recent years, most of our designs have been biased towards foreign questions, but Chinese culture is broad and profound, and we have never lacked elements that can become fashion trends, but we don't know how to use them. The corners of Shen Xueyao's lips hooked slightly, she was radiant and confident in the spotlight, and everyone's eyes seemed to be glued and couldn't be removed.

"And now, my work has another meaning." Speaking of this, Shen Xueyao's tone paused slightly.

The models behind them have already walked to the forefront, they are wearing high heels, their slender and slender bodies spinning in place, like weak willows supporting the wind and swaying, and like summer flowers blooming and swaying.

There was a sudden sound of gasping cold air below, and he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The skirts designed by Shen Xueyao are completely revealing when they are not unfolded, but when the picture is fully unfolded, the pictures of the skirts are connected, and their whole picture is like a beautiful picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of everyone's eyes.

Originally, it was a complete landscape ink drawing, but after these fractures were slightly processed by Shen Xueyao, they became a fragment.

The rupture of space makes people's reverie more profound, and the picture is like a poignant swan song, reminiscent of the decay of civilization, the fall of stars, desolate and desolate but with the elegance of falling into the dust and still unyielding dust.

"The country is broken by mountains and rivers." An old man in a suit and leather shoes slowly read this sentence, his eyes wet.

"Tianqi, it's so beautiful, it's decaying and prosperous,

But how has our noble civilization ever really been lost, it is still waiting for us to recover. ”

The people below were deeply touched and couldn't help but sigh, looking at the skirt with infinite memories and emotion.

The models stopped spinning and their skirts landed.

Shen Xueyao's gaze caught Bai Qingqing, who was stunned in the audience, and said slowly: "Even if the pearl is knocked into the dust, it exudes amazing beauty, because it is a pearl. ”

Suddenly, everyone in the audience stood up in unison, and the applause was thunderous.

Qi Hao looked deeply at the shining girl on the stage, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, and his face was full of tenderness and appreciation.

His Yaoyao is really the best.

"How so?" Bai Qingqing looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, suddenly at a loss.

(End of chapter)

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