Listening to this weak voice, Ye Qinyu's eyes moved and swept behind Ling Zhixun.

I saw a tall thin young man wearing a white shirt and black vest, turning out from behind Ling Zhixun, slightly raising his somewhat pale face, and his dark eyes glanced straight over.

The two looked at each other, and the white-faced young man's jet-black eyes flashed slightly:

"Oh, it turned out to be you."

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the others of the Gu family behind Ye Qinyu, and the corners of his lips hooked coldly.

Looking at the dark eyes of the white-faced young man, Ye Qinyu said a little dazedly:

"I'm sorry, sir, who are you?"

Hearing her words, the white-faced young man's face froze, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly:

"You don't even know me Chen Yipeng?"

Hearing his words, she shrugged her shoulders helplessly, and said helplessly:

"I'm sorry, maybe you're really famous, maybe not so big that even I've heard of it."

Looking at the blank expression on her face, the white-faced young man's face was about to turn black to the same color as his eyes, he took a deep breath, and his lips, which were also a little pale, moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

However, in the next second, he was slightly stunned, squinted slightly, looked at her, and sneered:

"It seems that Gu's chief designer really doesn't have a good memory, but soon, you will know who I am, as long as I am here, the award of the enterprise competition will definitely be Ling's."

She looked over with a smile, shrugged her shoulders slightly, and said:

"yes, I really hope it's really what you said, Designer Chen Yipeng."

Of course, she knew who she remembered Chen Yipeng.

Touching a nail that was neither soft nor hard from Ye Qinyu's side, Chen Yipeng snorted coldly, turned around, and spoke to Ling Zhixun, who was standing on the side and squinting at their interaction.

At this time, the media, who had been waiting for a long time, saw the white-faced young man appear, and they all flocked to the side, and poked the microphone in their hands one after another:

"Designer Chen, I didn't expect to see you here, you are one of the most famous designers in Huaguo, and there are design drafts that have been included in the textbooks of design courses before, can you say a few more personal feelings?"

Surrounded by the media, Chen Yipeng smiled slightly and said lightly:

"Today's home game is Ling's, and I'm just a member of Ling's to participate in the game."

Hearing his words, the reporters were even more excited:

"Do you mean that you will cooperate with the Ling Group in the future?"

Facing the camera, Chen Yipeng smiled slightly:

"Of course, I hope to take this opportunity to borrow the power of Ling's Mansion to present more designs."

These media reporters glanced at Song Zhenyi on the side with sharp eyes, and suddenly spoke again:

"So, what do you think of designer Song Zhenyi, who just won the first place in the individual competition?"

Hearing this, Chen Yipeng's eyes glanced at the white figure, and said with a smile:

"Designer Song Zhenyi, she is a very good designer, the first place in the individual competition, she deserves it."

……

Seeing the people of the Ling Group surrounded by the media flashing lights in the center, a cool breeze blew towards the people on the side of the Gu Group, and one of the designers wearing glasses trembled, looked in the direction of the Ling family, and suddenly said with a little dejected:

"Alas, Ling's design industry is so famous, even reporters only revolve around them, look at us here, people from other departments of Gu's go out, they are all treated like they are surrounded, only our design department, so desolate."

Seeing Chen Yipeng and Song Zhenyi being surrounded by the media and walking onto the rectangular stage, Ye Qinyu turned her head slightly sideways, glanced at the designer with glasses, and raised her hand, the green fingertips dotted in front of the red lips, and slightly bent the corners of her lips:

"Sometimes, it's not a good thing to be too visible."

Listening to what she said, the little designer with glasses was stunned for a moment, and lowered his eyes a little gloomily and said:

"yes, if we don't even get the ranking, it will be really humiliating."

Looking at the little designer's depressed appearance, she smiled slightly, her red lips moved slightly, and she was about to say something, however, a disdainful voice sounded again:

"Hmph, with my uncle here, I think you should be ready to be attacked, and there is only my shining art here, so that Gu's design department will not lose too ugly."

Hearing this voice, she frowned slightly, her eyes moved, and she looked in the direction of the sound, but she saw a figure shining in the light, passing by her, those dark eyes, squeezed to the corners of her eyes, glanced at her, the corners of her lips went down, and snorted coldly.

Then Xie Anze turned his handsome cheeks, shook his long dark blue hair, and walked towards the long design table prepared for the contestants with the metal pendant of ping pong.

Looking at the shining figure, her eyes flashed slightly, and at this time, Kesha's voice sounded in her ears:

"Okay, the others are gone, and we should go too."

Hearing Keisha's voice, she turned her face slightly and watched as Keisha raised her hand and patted her lightly on the shoulder.

Looking at Keisha's hand on her shoulder, her red lips curved slightly:

"Yes, we should have passed."

As she spoke, she looked at the others, except for Xie Anze, the other three people all stayed in place, looking at her blankly.

She smiled slightly again, waved her hand, and said:

"Let's go."

As she spoke, she turned around slightly, and her long silky hair crossed a trail in mid-air, and before she could fall, she had already taken a step and walked straight to the design table.

And several people behind her glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

When Ye Qinyu took the other three designers of the Gu family to the design table, Xie Anze was already working there, and as he held the pen in his hand, he scratched around on the snow-white drawing paper, and the metal pendant on his body also made a collision sound.

She glanced at Xie Anze, raised her eyes and looked at the other design tables, only to see that on the Ling family's side, Song Zhenyi had already led the Ling family and everyone to the design table in the middle.

As if sensing something, when Song Zhenyi was halfway through, his footsteps suddenly paused, and he raised his little face, and his watery eyes, which were often full of tears, looked straight at the location of the Gu Group who were located on the very edge.

Song Zhenyi glanced at the design table located in the far corner of the left side of the rectangular platform, raised her face, and smiled at Ye Qinyu as soon as her cherry lips bent.

And Chen Yipeng, who was walking beside Song Zhenyi, also raised his eyes and looked over, caught a glimpse of the design table in the corner, and his pale lips also skimmed down and snorted.

Chen Yipeng's voice was not big or small, and it was so penetrating that it reached everyone in the Gu Group.

The little designer with glasses standing next to Ye Qinyu suddenly turned red, and muttered:

"The people of the Ling clan are too much, isn't it just a design table, as for showing off like this?"

The other two looked at the designer of Ling's Mansion in the center, and then looked at their side, even the lights above their heads were dimming many design tables, and they were silent.

Hearing this, Ye Qinyu turned her head, looked at the little designer with glasses on the side, and smiled slightly:

"I'm not saying that it's not a good thing to get too much attention from others, okay, let's start drawing the design draft, it's only an hour in total, don't waste your time here."

Hearing her words, the other three people in Gu's design department all froze slightly, closed their mouths, and turned around and walked to the position in front of the design desk.

But as soon as they sat down in front of the design desk, they were dumbfounded.

Among them, the little designer with glasses held a pen in his hand, looked at Ye Qinyu, bit his lip and said:

"Designer Ye, since it's a series theme, can we discuss it, or can you point in a direction, such as color or something?"

As soon as the designer's voice fell, a cold snort sounded next to him:

"I've said all the series, this design competition, as long as I design alone, I can handle it."

Listening to this voice, Ye Qinyu's light brown eyes moved slightly, glanced at the blind figure, and then turned her gaze to the little designer with glasses, and smiled softly:

"It doesn't matter, you can draw whatever you want according to the theme, and come up with what you are best at."

Hearing her words, not only the little designer with glasses was stunned for a moment, but the other two were also stunned, and their eyes were slightly bright:

"Is that okay, Designer Ye?"

Looking at the bright eyes of the three people in the design department, she smiled and nodded, and said:

"It's okay, you guys start drawing quickly, it's time short."

Seeing that the three of them nodded, they hurriedly turned around, knelt on the design table, and began to conceive, but at this time, they heard a "pop" sound in their ears.

Listening to this voice, she frowned slightly, looked sideways, and saw Xie Anze slapping on the table, gritting his teeth, a pair of dark eyes glared over, and a slightly magnetic voice sounded a little sharply:

"Are you playing tricks! If you give them such instructions, in case they don't pass this design competition, can you be responsible? ”

Looking at Xie Anze's dark eyes with a hint of indignation, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she said leisurely:

"Thank you so much for reminding me, Designer Xie, I'm the art director after all, of course I'm in charge of this matter, isn't it, but it's you, and now you still have time to pick my thorns?"

As she spoke, as soon as she raised her hand, her green jade finger nodded in the direction of the big screen.

Xie Anze's dark eyes followed the direction of her finger and glanced at the big screen, and suddenly snorted coldly, no longer looking at her, but grabbed the pen, lowered his head and drew on the paper, looking at his posture, it is estimated that this thin drawing paper will be punctured.

Glancing at the blind figure, she took her gaze back, then moved her feet, and also walked towards the design table, however, she did not sit down in front of the design table, but hugged her arms, paced slowly, walked to the side of the Gu family, and looked at their designs intently.

After looking at the other three, she turned around and stepped over to a dark blue head, her gaze falling on the paper in front of him, and gently sweeping it.

Only then did he retract his gaze and receive a roar:

"Hey! Have you given up completely, there is only half an hour left! ”

Xie Anze raised his head suddenly, his short dark blue hair flicked towards the sky, his eyes widened and he stared at the Qingli figure who was standing idly beside him with his hands and arms.

On a design table closest to the center of the rectangular table, a white figure slowly raised a delicate little face, looked at the left corner, and when she saw the beautiful figure, she was slightly stunned, and then a dark light flashed in her eyes.

And on the chair next to the white figure, a figure in a white shirt and black vest was frowning, concentrating on drawing on the manuscript paper, but after hearing the roar that resounded throughout the venue, he still raised his eyes slightly, and also glanced at the corner on the left, and when he saw the beautiful figure standing, his thin lips opened slightly, and he sneered:

"It seems that Gu's art director has completely given up."

In the audience, Keisha clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking at the beautiful figure who had not been seated for a long time, the toad mirror was slightly sideways, and glanced at the big clock that had already walked half on the big screen, and her long eyebrows frowned slightly.

And she was separated by three positions, in a certain position belonging to the Ling family's mansion, Ling Zhixun, who was wearing a straight suit, raised his chin slightly, glanced at the beautiful figure with oily black eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and laughed loudly:

"What's wrong with Qinyu, can't you think of it, it's no wonder."

As he spoke, he turned his face to look at Keisha, who was three positions away, and said with a smile:

"I'm really sorry, Kaisha, Qin Yu didn't behave like this when she was in the Ling clan before, I can only say, uh, the Gu clan poached her, it may be a complete mistake."

Hearing Ling Zhixun's voice, Kaisha turned the toad mirror, glanced at him, hooked the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile:

"Yes, thank you Mr. Ling for reminding me, the vision of the Gu Group is still okay, otherwise, it would not be as big as it is today, and even a company like Ling's Haoting is happy to cooperate with us, isn't it?"

As she spoke, she glanced lightly at Ling Zhixun, whose face instantly turned black, then retracted her gaze and looked at the design table again.

Looking at Kaisha's cold silhouette, Ling Zhixun took a breath, with a cold glint in his eyes, and said with a smile:

"Okay, good, my Haoting is a small company, and the scale and financial resources are naturally incomparable with Gu's, but in the design industry, Ling's Haoting's strength is obvious to all, this time, there is a famous designer, Mr. Chen Yipeng is out of the jam, Gu's Group wants to catch up with Ling's Haoting, it's not so easy to think about it, I'll wait to see the final result."

After speaking, he snorted softly, turned his face to the design table in front of the rectangular table in front of him, and stopped speaking with a calm face.

Listening to Ling Zhixun's words, Kaisha sat firmly and didn't pay attention to him, but looking at the design table, the Qingli figure who had just sat on the chair and didn't even pick up the pen, she couldn't help but purse her lips slightly.

Minutes and seconds passed.

"Didi!"

Soon, with the clock on the big screen sounding, the host walked up to the stage with a smile, holding the microphone in his hand and said:

"It's time, it's time to enter the selection time, please all the judges attend!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and aimed at a small door diagonally behind the rectangular platform, only to see that the door opened automatically, and several middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes stepped out from inside, smiling while walking onto the rectangular platform.