Looking at Ling Zhixun's face, Ye Qinyu squinted slightly, and the disgusted light in her eyes flashed, glancing at him like a fly, and then faintly took her gaze back.

After being looked at by her like this, Ling Zhixun's expression changed, and his face immediately sank.

Sen Leng stared at her for a long time, but unfortunately the former was unmoved, he finally took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth tugged, and sneered:

"Leaving the Ling Clan, you are nothing, Ye Qinyu, do you think you can enter the Gu Clan? Yes, I admit that the Gu family has financial resources, but in terms of status in the design industry, who can compare with the Ling family, be careful that the time comes. ”

Ye Qinyu raised her hand leisurely, waved it in mid-air, and said with red lips:

"Where did the flies come from, it's so noisy."

Hearing her words, Ling Zhixun was stunned for a moment, and then the layer of oil in his dark eyes burned like a fire, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Who are you talking about flies?!"

She hooked the corners of her lips slightly, didn't look back, and didn't mean to speak, just the gaze cast on her from the side was a little stinging.

Looking at the indifferent Ye Qinyu, Ling Zhixun took a step forward with his feet raised, gritted his teeth and said:

"Speak!"

Just as he glared at him, the lights suddenly brightened.

A soft voice sounded leisurely:

"Thank you, I was honored to win the first place in the individual competition today, and I will continue to work hard."

Ye Qinyu glanced at Ling Zhixun, the corners of her lips were cold, and when she was about to say something, a white figure floated over, and then a soft voice sounded:

"Jihoon! There you are! ”

Then the white shadow floated over and clung to Ling Zhixun's side.

Song Zhenyi was the focus of attention at this time, and at this time, the eyes of the reporter who had been aiming at her suddenly lit up, and a clattering sound suddenly sounded.

Ling's previous scandal has not subsided, Ling Zhixun glanced at the surrounding media who were shooting wildly, raised his hand, and quietly pulled Song Zhenyi's delicate little hand off his arm.

Song Zhenyi hooked the corners of her mouth, and then looked at Ye Qinyu, who had been sitting motionless like a mountain, her eyes widened slightly, and she exclaimed:

"Qinyu, I just saw you here, I'm sorry, I'm just too excited, I have nothing to do with Zhixun, don't you care, as a best friend, you will definitely believe me, I know that our friendship will not be broken because of this rumor."

After saying it in one breath, Song Zhenyi turned her head and smiled slightly in the direction of the camera, which naturally caused a burst of flashing lights.

Looking at Song Zhenyi, who was still standing beside Ling Zhixun, Ye Qinyu pulled the corners of her lips coldly:

"I'm sorry, I really don't know you."

Hearing Ye Qinyu's words, the smile on Song Zhenyi's face suddenly froze, she turned her head to look over, and said quietly:

"Qinyu, why don't you believe it......"

Before Song Zhenyi's words were finished, the host's voice rang out:

"Everyone, please take a break, the corporate competition will start later."

At this time, some media also came over and surrounded Song Zhenyi, and the camera in her hand was aimed at her and clicked wildly.

Even Ling Zhixun was surrounded and faced the reporter with a smile on his face.

Song Zhenyi and Ling Zhixun, who were surrounded, were lively, but on the other hand, the design department of Gu's Group was too quiet.

Glancing lightly at Song Zhenyi and Ling Zhixun, who were surrounded by reporters, Ye Qinyu's eyes flashed, and the corners of her lips slightly curved into an arc with a little deep meaning.

After a faint glance, she withdrew her gaze and leaned back comfortably, looking up at the rectangular platform.

At this time, in the conference room at the end of the aisle behind the rectangular platform, the atmosphere was slightly stagnant, and there were only five people sitting inside, one of whom was an old man with frosty white temples, who was Feng Lao, and the other four were middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes, and several of them had a slightly stiff face.

At this time, one of them looked at the middle-aged man sitting next to the old man and said:

"Hongkai, you are the person in charge, what should I do, you can speak."

Hearing this, Zheng Hongkai pursed his lips, looked sideways at the old man on the side, and asked:

"Old Feng, what is your opinion?"

Feng Lao had a serious face and said:

"The position of our design association is very clear, if this kind of cheating is not dealt with, when the time comes, the reputation of the design association will be greatly damaged, and we will never tolerate it."

Listening to the old man's words, several other people also bowed their heads.

One of them spoke:

"As a representative of the academic community, I will not tolerate this kind of behavior, the impact is too bad."

Zheng Hongkai also nodded and said:

"Old Feng, I understand what the Design Association means, I have already explained this matter to investigate clearly, but now, it takes time to collect evidence, so I can only let the competition continue, but it is also a problem to deal with it later."

As he spoke, he sighed slightly.

Hearing his words, the others also pursed their lips, and a look of embarrassment appeared on their faces.

However, after Feng Lao heard it, his clear eyes flashed with a light that only an old man who has experienced all the things in the world can have, he looked at Zheng Hongkai and said slowly:

"This is not necessarily, Hongkai, if this matter is handled well, it may be beneficial to the development of the design competition."

Hearing Old Feng's words, Zheng Hongkai was stunned for a moment, turned his face sideways to look at the indifferent expression of the old man in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but flash.

……

In the middle of the venue, the host stood on the rectangular platform and said with a smile:

“…… Then, the way of this competition is to invite designers from various companies to come on the stage, and within an hour, according to the theme given by the competition, design a fashion series on the spot, and invite all designers to play. ”

Directly below the rectangular table, several long tables have been set up since just now, on which are placed manuscript paper and brushes, all for designers.

As soon as the host's voice fell, there was a commotion from the audience:

"No, it's designed on the spot, within an hour, and a series has to be integrated, this kind of competition, who can do it, this design contest is a joke."

On the left side of the rectangular platform, Keisha raised her hand, pinched the toad mirror, sighed and said:

"I had guessed that this design competition would be very unexpected, but I didn't expect them to do this, this is the shortcomings of Gu's Group, Designer Ye, are you OK?"

As she spoke, Keisha looked sideways at a figure in a position, and at this glance, she was suddenly stunned, her eyes flashed slightly, and she hooked the corners of her lips and said:

"Looking at Designer Ye's appearance, it seems that I am too nervous."

I saw Ye Qinyu leaning on the back of the chair leisurely, one hand on the armrest, and the corners of her crimson lips had a slight curvature.

Hearing Keisha's words, she turned her face slightly, winked at Keisha gently, and smiled:

"Of course, if this matter is not handled well, I will not go to Gu at all, let alone the position of art director."

As soon as she finished speaking, a disdainful laugh sounded next to her:

"Don't be afraid of being blown by the wind when you talk big, Gu's Design Department, it's enough to have me, as for you, let's watch from the side."

Hearing this magnetic and flamboyant voice, she turned her eyes slightly, glanced to the left, and smiled slightly:

"Wow, if Designer Xie is so willing to win glory for the Gu family, then please do your best later."

Choked by her words, Xie Anze's dark eyes glared at her fiercely, and then turned his face back suddenly, his dark blue hair flicked in midair.

Glancing at him, the corners of Ye Qinyu's lips hooked slightly, and she took her gaze back lightly, her hand was lightly on the armrest, her body leaned forward slightly, and she was about to stand up, but from the right, a clear voice suddenly sounded:

"Qinyu, don't be overconfident, your previous design draft, just someone in the Ling family for you to promote, before Zhenyi's fame was bigger than you, those designs were welcomed by the public, now you leave the Ling family, there is nothing, do you think others really appreciate your design draft so much?"

Hearing this voice, her eyes were slightly cold, she squinted slightly, and turned to the right, only to see Ling Zhixun sitting next to her, looking up, with a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

Just as she was staring at Ling Zhixun, a soft voice also sounded next:

"Yes, Qinyu, it was because you were willing to do it behind the scenes, and my fame was greater than yours, so I signed my name on your design draft, otherwise, even if your design draft is good and not famous, it is still useless, isn't it, in this world, especially in the design industry, it still depends on fame."

She coldly shifted her gaze slightly, shifting her gaze from Ling Zhixun's gaze to Song Zhenyi, who was sitting on the other side of him, and raised her eyebrows slightly:

"What, the Ling clan wants to let Song Zhenyi play?"

What is Song Zhenyi's level, who knows better than her.

Hearing her words, Song Zhenyi's eyes darkened slightly, pursed her lips, raised her eyes faintly, and said softly:

"Qinyu, I know that you have always been arrogant in your heart, thinking that I am not as good as you, but it was really because you were not famous that I signed your design draft, and my strength may not be as good as you."

Hearing Song Zhenyi's words, she pulled the corners of her lips:

"Oh? Yes, then when you stabbed Lou Zi before, wouldn't it be good to use your own strength to solve it, why bother to come to me to help you solve it? ”

Choked by her words, Song Zhenyi opened her mouth and was speechless.

At this time, Ling Zhixun frowned on the side and said:

"Zhenyi, stop talking nonsense, you should go up."

Song Zhenyi glanced at Ling Zhixun, pursed her lips, didn't speak again, and glanced at her faintly.

However, at this time, a weak voice sounded behind Ling Zhixun:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, I'm late."