The lifting platform carrying the wedding dress rises slowly, and under the carefully adjusted spotlight, it becomes the focus of the audience like a work of art.

The hem of this wedding dress is rounder and wider than that of a regular wedding dress, and the almost perfect skirt spreads out to look like an upside-down calla lily from the front. The edges of the skirt are stained with lapis lazuli's unique teal, which gradually becomes lighter from the bottom to the top, and as the angle of the yarn changes, the waves gather like waves, highlighting the pearl of the sea.

This "pearl" is based on white gauze, decorated with lapis lazuli, the fine gold mangs add a touch of luxury to it, but will not dominate, a soybean-sized lapis lazuli beads have been carefully carved to present the most perfect form, they are either single-handed, or end-to-end, each performing their duties in their own posts, together to piece together this beautiful work.

She abandoned the conventional colors of the wedding dress and knitted the mermaid princess's wedding dress in the most unsuitable cold color.

The scene was extremely quiet, except for the continuous sound of the shutter reminding everyone that time does not stand still.

Almost everyone was paying attention to this wedding dress, only Jing Zeheng's eyes always fell on Shen Fanyin.

She didn't walk fast, and just stepped onto the first step of the stage.

He looked at her, and his heart lifted, for fear that she would collapse under pressure.

Shen Fanyin lowered his eyes lightly and looked at his feet.

She still doesn't know what kind of mental journey Guan Ran went through when she chose to accept death calmly, but she thought, senior sister is not even afraid of death, and she should not be crushed by memories.

Such a self is too timid, she doesn't like it.

Maybe as long as she is calm, she can escape the abyss of memories.

Beads of sweat poured out of his palms, and Shen Fanyin slowly took a deep breath, using all his strength to calm himself down.

No big deal, really.

She stepped up the stairs and looked up at the wedding dress in the center of the stage.

It stood there silently, as if waiting for itself.

Shen Fanyin took a deep breath and wanted to continue to climb the steps, but her feet couldn't lift her strength, as if a thousand catties of weight were tied to her legs, making her unable to take a step.

She knew it was her instinct. Her instinct for self-preservation made her refuse to step on stage.

Taking a deep breath again, she turned her head and met Jing Zeheng's eyes.

He was in the crowd, but she saw him at a glance.

He looked at her with a reassuring determination in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but he seemed to tell her—

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

The restless heart instantly settled, and such a feeling of steadiness made her obsessed.

She lifted the corners of her lips slightly, turned her head, and took another step.

One step, two steps, three steps......

She stepped onto the stage and stood in the spotlight, as if she had shattered her fragile self.

The moment she stepped on stage, everyone's attention shifted from the wedding dress to hers.

There was a slight commotion in the media booth, as if discussing why she was not seen on the red carpet just now.

The president of the blonde and blue-eyed designers association sent the trophy to Shen Fanyin with a smile, and then told everyone how good this wedding dress was with a thirteen-minute passionate speech.

He said this mainly to the media, and any person in the industry here can see the excellence of this work.

Not only the design, but also the workmanship is of the highest level, so there is no need to go into details.

The president did not hesitate to praise him, and even used the word "genius".

"Time is limited, so I won't say more," the president stepped back half a step and made a gesture of invitation to Shen Fanyin, "Please say a few words to our best designer of this competition."

The applause was like thunder, lingering in the venue for a long time.

In front of the microphone, Shen Fanyin unfolded the acceptance speech and read slowly:

"Thank you. Thank you to the Society of Designers for organizing this competition. Thank you to my teachers and friends for giving me enough freedom to create."

"Thank you to my family, and thank you to myself for persevering all the way to where I am today."

"Thank you to everyone and everything that appears in my life, without you, I wouldn't be the Shen Fanyin I am now."

"Thank you."

This acceptance speech Shen Fanyin also watched it for the first time, she has absolute trust in Jing Zeheng, and she believes that the acceptance speech written by Jing Zeheng with her face rolling keyboard will be better than what she wrote.

Can......

She was silent for a moment, put down the paper in her hand, and continued, "A special thank you to the people who helped me write this acceptance speech. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. You don't like it when I say thank you, but I have to say it again."

"Thank you."

"Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."

She smiled, and smiled extraordinarily brightly, relieved.

It seems that he has found the self that he once wantonly fought, and like a wanderer returning home, he has finally found a harbor where he can shelter himself.

She knew that if Jing Zeheng hadn't been with her all the time, she wouldn't have been able to get out, and she wouldn't have been able to do so well.

If it weren't for him, she might have died in the darkest of nights.

It was he who never gave up on himself and pulled her out of the abyss little by little.

In the audience, Jing Zeheng raised the corners of his lips, and his chin unconsciously raised a few points, which was more complacent than when he was the president of Shenghua.

He smiled, and suddenly felt an unkind gaze stab at him.

Looking back, he smiled at Zeng Lao and nodded.

Zeng Lao narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth with a clatter.

It's he who underestimated this kid!

thought that Shen Fanyin's heart was like a rock, and it was impossible for him to be loosened by Jing Zeheng.

Unexpectedly, in just over a hundred days, he carved his name on this stone.

Amid applause and shutter sounds, Shen Fanyin walked off the stage with the trophy.

She came back slowly, and he got up to greet her.

In the eyes of everyone, he took the trophy from her hand and brushed the broken hair on her cheeks.

She said, "I was scared to death, and I was in a cold sweat."

Her voice was soft, and her tone was delicate, coquettish.

Jing Zeheng comforted, "It's perfect, really."

His words once again soothed her restless and beating heart.

She smiled, and when she sat down, she even felt that Miranda beside her was much more gentle with her.

"I apologize to you for my remarks," Miranda looked at her, "and I'm narrow-minded, and your work is really good."

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

What happened during her absence?

Does Miranda need a fever reducer instead of throat lozenges?

Miranda still raised her chin lightly, and her proud face was not uncomfortable: "I will apologize to you on social platforms, but little girl, I still don't think you can become the "most loved designer" with this work alone."

Shen Fanyin: "Coincidentally, I think so too."

Miranda looked at her suspiciously, "Huh?"

Shen Fanyin looked at her with a sincere look in her eyes: "You don't think that I made that broken vote, right?"

"It's very common to hype up hype." Miranda said.

"Hehe, you think too highly of me."

"You're a smart guy and you're surrounded by works like this, so it's a good idea to make a name for yourself in this way."

Shen Fanyin: "No, I mean, you think too highly of my account balance."

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