Chapter 62: The Ancient Style and Modern Charm of the Huamo Preliminary Competition
The man on horseback was tall and mighty, and he declared that he would be a knight for the rest of her life.
And now, just a stone's throw away, the relationship between father and daughter has changed beyond recognition.
"Wait," a sentence blurted out, Tang Zhengqiang looked back at her, and she asked a question that had been hidden for a long time: "I had a car accident on Changying Road three years ago, was it you who saved me?" ”
The hand holding his thigh tightened, and Tang Qingyin smiled silently and bitterly, I see.
No wonder she survived that time.
Tang Zhengqiang turned around and continued to walk, and the faint sentence mixed with trembling clearly came into Tang Qingyu's ears: "It's me." ”
In the past seven years, he knew all about Ding Ruoqiu's persecution of her, and blocked every fatal blow for her, if it weren't for this, how could she live safely to this day.
He was resentful, and he couldn't watch her persecuted to death.
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On November 20, 2018, the preliminary round of the Huamo Designer Competition kicked off. From now on, all participants will enter a 10-day fully closed competition.
The 500 contestants were brought to a stop in front of a tall building, the whistle blew and the raucous crowd quickly fell silent.
"From now on, you will spend ten days in the building behind me, and the number plate that has just been issued is your room number, and from the moment you enter the room, it is forbidden to take a step into the room, and if you violate it, you will be punished as cheating."
Tang Qingyu glanced at his number plate and sighed...... No. 222.
Is this the rhythm that makes her two home? What luck.
All rooms are 60 square meters with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, with a modern and simple style, and three meals a day are uniformly served.
She was pondering the drawings when a sudden male voice in the room frightened her from the bed to the floor.
"The preliminary round of the 6th Huamo Designer Competition------ was officially launched today, and all participants should note that the competition officially started in half an hour, until 2 pm on November 29.
With the theme of "Ancient Style and Modern Charm, Gorgeous Country", the competition requires participants to integrate ancient elements with fashion trends to fully display the 5,000-year-old brilliant culture of China to the society.
All the competition tools will be delivered to the participants' rooms in ten minutes......"
The radio was played three times in a row, and Tang Qingyu noticed that cameras were installed in the four corners of the bedroom, and the sound came from inside.
She sat on the floor with her back to the bed, sketching out the design in her head according to the requirements of the competition.
Is it ancient and modern?
It just so happens to be what she does best.
Ten days later, the 500 contestants' drawings will be anonymously posted on the Internet for a nationwide public vote.
The top 100 will be selected to enter the semi-finals.
In the past ten days, Tang Qingyu devoted herself to the competition and drew the most satisfactory design drawings, but she didn't know that when she was fighting, the little cutie at home was about to be tormented by longing and going crazy.
Qin San: No, it's always their subordinates who are crazy! His wife Ben is about to be detained!
Finally, on the day of the end of the game, Qin San cried with joy, waiting for his wife to come out of the competition venue like autumn water.
Tang Qingyu saw Qin Mo in the crowd at a glance, and a tide of thoughts came in an instant, making her care about nothing, and she just wanted to throw herself into his arms.
"Qin Mo, I'm here!"
Qin Mo looked at the rushing figure, the cold and hard lines of his face softened, and his lips slowly hooked up a seductive arc.
She jumped on the spot, hooking her calf with great skill, wrapping around him like a koala.
He reacted very quickly with his right hand arm and his left palm to support the person, and hugged the person: "Do you miss me?" ”
Tang Qingyu threw herself into his arms, and his tired heart warmed up little by little, and he was very relaxed.
"Yes! Super, super misses you! She replied sweetly.
"I miss you too." After that, Qin Mo kissed her lips fiercely, venting his thoughts.
The two kissed unlovely, Qin San, who silently acted as an invisible person, waved his hand and wiped his sweat, Miss Tang is back, and his unlucky days should come to an end.