Well, it must be because of this.

The theme of the semi-finals is "nature".

For this topic, Jiang Li is not under pressure.

Anyway, after the first level, it's easy to talk about it later. For most people, she's coming to this competition now, and it's a complete abuse.

Of course, it may be a bit immodest to say so.

But unless there is another once-in-a-century genius, Jiang Li's first is still nothing to doubt.

After all, when Jiang Li participated in the competition, he was praised by the authoritative judges and seniors in the circle at that time as a rare genius, which caused quite a stir.

In the morning, Jiang Li went to the place where An Xinyue had apprenticed to learn tie-dye, and in the afternoon, she chose the right materials in the studio and made some accessories and other things by hand. In the evening, I went back to the hotel to paint, revise the design draft, and make time to do my homework for the tender project in the near future.

It's as busy as a spinning top, and there's almost no free time.

This made Yin Menghan, who wanted to go out to let off steam, grind Tang En in the studio all day long.

Tang En looked up at Jiang Li, who was lying on his seat, busy with headphones, and glared at Yin Menghan, "You can take a look at the people for yourself, this is all a rematch, can you be serious?"

Before participating in this competition, Tang En and Yin Menghan were friends, and they came together all the way.

For Yin Menghan's playful mentality all day long, it is a headache.

Yin Menghan glared back, "Originally, my requirement for myself was to pass the regional competition, but now that I have come this far, I have already satisfied." ”

Crossing his neck, the tone is a matter of course.

"Yin Menghan, can you be a little promising" Tang En glared at her hatefully, saying so much to himself all day long, just like playing the piano to a cow.

Yin Menghan lay on the table with some disappointment, and the pencil in his hand poked at the drawing.

muttered aggrievedly, "Don't let me go out to play, where do I have inspiration"

At the same time, Tong Xinyu on the other side was a little blind.

She's not used to this format at all.

In the previous series of competitions, she picked and chose to see if Jiang Li's unfinished design drafts were suitable, or to find a similar theme.

Now she's pretty much in the box.

Like Shen Muqing's previous problem, when he got used to it, he lost the ability to do it himself.

Half a day passed, and there was nothing on the drawings except a few simple lines.

Now in the studio, she can't pull out her computer and look at the few remaining blueprints.

Naturally

If she remembers correctly, Jiang Li's remaining design draft is a green skirt, and only the skirt is designed

It was like a claw in her heart now, tickling her so much that she could barely sit still in the studio.

In order to avoid accidents, she selected a lot of manuscripts that she felt were useful and brought them on paper.

Before the game, she didn't have that much time. So she selectively discarded some manuscripts that were too poorly completed.

After the topic was settled, she then asked her assistant to go back to China to get the computer. Come back today.

She wanted to make sure she could put her mind at ease.

But at least during the preparation period, I almost never left the studio. What excuse is she going to use so early?

Wan Chi sat in a leather swivel chair, his eyes glancing around as he conceived.

His eyes fell on Tong Xinyu, who was preoccupied.

"Xin Yu, what's wrong with you, you're uncomfortable," Wan Chi asked with concern. Before, I had never seen Tong Xinyu show such an expression.

Tong Xinyu raised her head, opened her mouth, and suddenly changed her words, "Ah, yes, it's a little uncomfortable." ”

"Then I'll send you back," Wan Chi asked.

Tong Xinyu hurriedly shook his head, "No need, I'll just ask my assistant to pick me up." ”

The person was sent by Li Yuanqian, but Tong Xinyu didn't trust it, so most of the things that he could do by himself were not faked by others.

This little assistant of hers doesn't appear here very often. If she hadn't used her to get a computer this time, she would basically have nothing to do with this little assistant.

Tong Xinyu's attitude was quite resolute, Wan Chi didn't force it anymore, and only instructed two more words, so that Tong Xinyu could rest and adjust his state.

Back at the hotel, Tong Xinyu hurriedly got the computer from the little assistant and rushed into his room.

Where, where

Tong Xinyu began to rummage through the files that had been encrypted by herself.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up.

Pleasantly surprised to click on the picture.

A green gauze skirt with only a skirt is designed and the lace is used to create a vine effect. Use common collocations to create a chic style.

Tong Xinyu can't design any excellent works, but he is also a professional designer. She knew that the dress was good.

It's just a pity

That short-lived Jiang Li, why didn't he design a little more, and made a lot of remnants all day long.

I don't know what to think.

With a general direction, the next step is much simpler.

Tong Xinyu took out a pen and paper, and then quickly outlined the general outline of the skirt.

I began to think about what kind of style to add to the upper body to coordinate.

After revising several versions, I was not very satisfied, so I went to find Wanchi the next day and asked him to give him advice. In the end, a nude cut-out model was settled.

The rematch will begin soon, and after Jiang Li, who is backstage, helps the model put on clothes and accessories, he sits on the side and holds the iPad to read the information.

She's a plane for a while, and she's going to get to the airport right after the race.

Otherwise, it will not be able to catch up with the bidding case.

"Ah Li," Yin Menghan patted her behind her, "What are you doing?"

All the designers put all their attention on their models, only Jiang Li, who didn't know what he was doing in the corner.

Yin Menghan glanced at the screen in her hand and found that she couldn't understand all kinds of data and tables.

"Ah Li, don't prepare for the competition, what are you looking at, don't modify your model" Yin Menghan frowned, worried about Jiang Li, even more than herself.

"Heh, a twenty-nine, I should know that I can't get through the rematch, so I just give up" A woman next to her sneered in a non-standard London accent.

Jiang Li turned his head, his mouth opened slightly, and his pure pronunciation was pure, I don't know how much more standard than that woman, "You still care about yourself." ”

Jiang Li gestured with her eyes, behind the woman who spoke just now, her model couldn't even zip her skirt by herself.

The woman glared at Jiang Li, and then turned her head away, as if she had nothing to worry about with this kind of person who was about to leave the stage of the "UDI" competition.