The host spoke eloquently on the stage, and his opening remarks aroused cheers from everyone.

In a round of applause, the Queen of France, who had never appeared, appeared.

The French queen in a golden dress came out with a long golden hair, with a bewitching taste, but the temperament of the whole body was so huge that it was amazing.

The Queen of France standing on the stage talked eloquently, with affinity and majesty between the lines, which made people listen carefully.

The Queen of France didn't say much for long, and a simple opening sentence brought the whole design competition to a climax.

The next step is to present the contest works of each designer one by one.

Just when Song He was watching carefully, Fan Chunran, who was originally sitting beside her, suddenly lowered his head and approached her ear.

"You'd better see the gap between us before, and don't think that you can get on the world stage by relying on men."

"You don't deserve it!"

Song He raised his eyebrows, calmly withdrew his gaze, and ignored Fan Chunran next to him.

It's just a little girl, and as an adult, what does it look like if you are talking about a little girl?

If others can't see her abilities, then she'll prove it.

Besides, what should be paid attention to a first-come, first-come, first-served approach, Fan Chunran has indeed been in contact with the design industry longer than she has been in France, and it is normal to be dissatisfied with her.

It was her first and last fashion show in France.

For this fashion show, she also carefully prepared a lot of design works. I believe that I will be able to stand out and leave a perfect end to this trip in France.

Song He's indifference made Fan Chunran more and more unhappy, like a crazy little tiger, looking at the people next to him with fierce eyes.

The fashion show officially began, and the name of the first designer reported by the host was Fan Chunran.

Song He smiled, no wonder Fan Chunran next to him wanted to say this, it turned out that he was the first to appear.

There are many advantages to the order of the first appearance, and if the design work is good enough, it can make people feel amazing at a glance. By comparing it with the later works, this sense of amazement will be more obvious, and the judges and the queen will remember the excellent Chengdu of the first work more.

The models that appeared one by one were dressed in fashionable dresses, with bright colors and dynamic designs, which made people shine.

Song He couldn't help but glance at Fan Chunran beside him.

She has never underestimated this girl's ability, and the people who can stand on this big stage are all relatively excellent people, not to mention the arrogance of the designer, which comes from the soul and self-confidence. But when he saw the work, he would inevitably be a little surprised, this is not like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl can design a work, the clothing design has a mature taste, and Fan Chunran's style is not quite in line.

But since it is a work that can be entered, it must be the designer's own work, there is no doubt about it.

"See? I don't care who you are, and I don't care where you come from. In short, you garbage like you, get out of here as soon as possible! ”

"Don't dirty the road of design in our country!" Fan Chunran leaned slightly sideways to Song He's ear, and his green voice had a provocative taste.

Song He smiled slightly, and did not have half a point of anger.

"I was surprised and shocked that you were so young and asked to produce such a good work on your mobile phone. In the future, you will definitely embark on the road of global fashion week. ”

When she said this, she was not half arrogant, and these words were also her true words.

With Fan Chunran's young age, he has already made such a big career in France, and he will have it in the future? She must be very excited to have such a talent in the fashion design industry.

Fan Chunran, who didn't expect Song He to react like this, paused slightly: "Shouldn't you be timid and worship me?" ”

How can you look at this woman as if she is not afraid of her at all?

Song He smiled slightly, straightened his body, and continued to appreciate Fan Chunran's works, the more he appreciated, the more satisfied he became, and the inspiration in his heart was constantly stimulated.

"Since I'm in this industry, I definitely love it. I'm only excited to have a genius like you among my peers. ”

Fan Chunran's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly and sat up arrogantly.

"But I want to see what kind of rubbish your work is!"

Anyway, she will never lose to a woman who relies on men to get on the stage of the fashion show!

Song He smiled faintly and shrugged his shoulders casually.

"Prejudice and arrogance are not always a bad thing." It can also contribute to a person's growth.

Fan Chunran looked confused when he heard this, raised his chin arrogantly, and looked at his design works.

With Fan Chunran's stunning opening work, the works of the following designers are relatively dark, without too many shining points.

More than three hours have passed, and the game has gradually come to an end, but Song He's work has not appeared for a long time.

Fan Chunran looked at the works and became a little boring, but the more he looked at them, the more satisfied he became. Because the works of other designers during this period were not as good as hers, which made her confident that she would win the award.

"Hey, woman, you're not going to be eliminated before you even play, are you?"

Song He, who was carefully watching other people's works, was expressionless, and a pair of deep eyes still fell on the model's body, concentrating.

"Maybe."

Her work will definitely not be eliminated, but it will be placed last.

Several rounds of primaries have passed, how can they be eliminated by the time of the competition?

Hearing this, Fan Chun glanced at Song He: "It's not challenging at all." ”

She thought that this woman had any ability, and she stole her limelight as soon as she came, but it turned out that she was a person who didn't even have self-confidence, and she wasted her mental power in vain, and she went to this woman's room to do it...... Destruction.

Song He smiled helplessly, lightly withdrew his gaze, and looked at the works in the competition seriously.

Her works are different from other works, with the taste of Chinese style, as soon as she appeared, she amazed the audience, the style was novel, and even the expression of the queen at the top was slightly stunned.

"How is that possible?" Fan Chunran was stunned as she watched the models walk past her, and the slapping in the face made her face feel embarrassed.

Isn't this woman here to make up the numbers? How can you really design and design so well......

Facing the questioning gaze, Song He only smiled slightly.

"I'm also a good fashion designer in my country."

She has been preparing these works for a long time, and some of them have even been designed since the beginning of C City, and she will think it is a very strange thing if she will not surprise the audience.

The corners of Fan Chunran's mouth twitched, snorted coldly, and stopped looking at Song He.

In the end, the winner of the competition is undoubtedly Song He.

When Song He heard the host's call, accepted the queen's prize, stood in the spotlight to accept everyone's envy and the media's shooting questions, Fan Chunran still didn't come back to his senses to accept this cruel reality.

She is known as the ghost talent of France, the youngest designer and the best designer, but she was defeated by an unknown designer, such a blow, and a sense of gap......

Looking at the dazzling person on the podium, Fan Chunran covered his cheeks and turned around and ran back to the rest room backstage.

A man who should have been in the judges' seat noticed Fan Chunran's movements, hurriedly put down what he was doing, followed Fan Chunran's footsteps, and also entered the backstage.

"Bang!"

Fan Chunran, who was out of control, slammed the door shut, and the whole person lay on the bed and cried loudly.

She is the pride of the Son of Heaven, the pride of the Fan family, and the little princess of the Fan family. In order to learn fashion design, she was even forced to accept that her family forbade her to use her real name to learn, hoping that she could learn the most authentic design as an ordinary person, instead of relying on her family. Continuing to study and study, I finally have good results, have my own brand, and I am the most eye-catching ghost talent in France, but ......

All this was shattered, and the pride of her Fan family would actually be defeated in the hands of a man.

She is not reconciled! She is not reconciled!

Thinking about how much she has suffered for this industry, she should have lived in an aristocratic environment, should have been admired by thousands of people, should have been protected by her family and envied by her classmates. But for the sake of design, she hid her true identity, but she still lost this game......

It was the first major tournament she competed in, and she lost so completely......

The man who had been following Fan Chunran looked at the closed door, frowned, and knocked on the door gently: "Chunran, open the door." ”

Fan Chunran, who was in the room, heard the voice, his face changed, he got up and wiped his tears away, and suddenly opened the door.

Before the man outside the door could speak, Fan Chunran plunged into the man's arms.

"Brother...... I lost...... I actually lost! ”

Fan Yinglang rubbed Fan Chun's dyed hair dotingly, and said with a gentle atmosphere: "It's okay, if you lose, you will lose, let's work hard next time." ”

Although he has always been proud of Fan Chunran, in such a situation, it is normal to lose.

As one of the judges, he naturally didn't give Song He a high score, but he was still won the championship by Song He, which is also something he has no choice but to do, after all, there are many judges, not just him.

Fan Chunran raised his head, his jewel-like blue eyes were full of tears with a hint of red, and his pitiful appearance was particularly distressing.

"But that woman was able to walk on the stage only by relying on men, and I was unwilling!"

Hearing this, Fan Yinglang was stunned.