Murong Qiao sat in the best position and watched the models walk in front of him.

Spring has been played well as the theme of this year, and the designers' good intentions can be seen in almost every design.

There was a continuous shutter sound around him, and Murong Qiao's gaze fell on the clothes worn by the model, and surprise almost became the norm.

Looking at the blonde model with blue eyes, wearing a skirt made of roses, the pure white is covered with a large area of fiery red as if with a scorching temperature, which can burn people's hearts, and the model is also decorated with a skirt composed of gorgeous tassels behind her, and every step she takes seems to be stepping on her heart.

The novel and stunning design made Murong Qiao's eyes light up, and he didn't wait to see enough before he saw the next model appear.

The pure white shirt imitates the Greek-style design, wrapping around the slender body of the model, driving the ripples on the lines as the person walks around, and the decoration of a lily on the chest looks fresh and refined.

It was also a very beautiful dress, but Murong Qiao never forgot the fiery red he had just seen.

The catwalk was not long, but each piece of clothing was a masterpiece, but only one of the best designers could be selected as the representative work of the best designer.

"So, please choose the best designer in your mind." The moderator stands in the middle of the room.

Beside him is a trophy for the best designer, and the shape of the trophy is outlined in an incredible arc by the hollow transparent pattern, so that those who see it cannot help but marvel at the subtlety of its design.

Next to each person's chair is a screen that shows what they see today.

Murong Qiao almost immediately remembered the dress she had just seen, and the contrast of the large flaming red left a deep impression on her.

In order to prevent cheating, the names of the designers are hidden until the results of the voting are announced, so as not to affect the results.

She found the photo of the dress, only to find that it had a beautiful name called Spring Poetry, just seeing it made people feel excited, Murong Qiao did not hesitate to give it his ticket.

"Voting is over." The host raised his voice.

He was standing in the middle of the runway, holding a tablet in his hand, and he had apparently seen the total result of the vote.

"Then let me announce the best designer this time - Yan Xiu!"

When he heard the name of his fourth brother, Murong Qiao was stunned for a moment, and it wasn't until the screen behind the catwalk that the award-winning work appeared that Murong Qiao realized that it was the dress he had just voted for.

When Murong Qiao saw that it was Yan Xiu who won the award, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he applauded happily.

Yan Xiu, who was called by name, slowly got up from the designers and walked to the stage.

Murong Qiao sat in the best position under the stage, facing the place where Shang Yanxiu was standing, and the distance between the two was no more than five meters.

Yan Xiu on the stage is also wearing clothes designed by himself today, the off-white top easily outlines his beautiful waist proportions through irregular design, and the solid color without too much decoration is clean and comfortable, which is his consistent style.

"As far as I know, this is the third time you've won the Best Designer award, right?" The moderator spoke in a relaxed tone.

A designer has won three rare awards in his life, which is enough to see how well he is in the field of design.

Yan Xiu took the trophy from the host's hand with a flat expression, raised it symbolically, and then looked at the audience.

"It won't be the last." He said.

The applause rang out like a tidal wave. Murong Qiao applauded with all his strength.

Murong Qiao smiled, sincerely happy that the fourth brother had won the award, and Yan Xiu also happened to see Murong Qiao sitting in the audience.

As soon as he spoke, he noticed the excited applause of the other party, and it was almost as if he was about to slap his hand off.

If it was the usual process, he should have gone down with the trophy in his hand.

Looking at his sister who applauded him, Yan Xiu suddenly threw the trophy down, and then saw it fall into Murong Qiao's arms with unmistakable accuracy.

This outrageous move fell in everyone's eyes, and the eyes that gathered on Yan Xiu for a while shifted to Murong Qiao's body.

The media also seemed to have caught the focus, and the cameras all turned on the flash at Murong Qiao, one after another almost blinding people's eyes.

"Huh?" Murong Qiao was at a loss to hold the trophy.

She didn't expect the fourth brother to throw the trophy to herself like this, Murong Qiao, who was holding the trophy, looked up and wanted to return the things to him, but found that at this time, Yan Xiu had already stepped off the stage without saying a word.

And Yan Xiu did it just on a whim, his hobby is to design clothes and not to receive awards.

Every time he won the award, he just said a word and stepped down, never as happy as other designers.

What makes him happy is the work of art that comes out of his hands, not the cold trophies.

When he just threw the trophy, seeing Murong Qiao's helpless and dazed expression made Yan Xiu's heart feel a trace of joy.

If you have time, you can design a dress for her.

He came up with such an idea, and then was squeezed out of it by other inspirations.

Yan Xiu is one of the best figures in the fashion industry, and many people usually pay attention to him, and this award has attracted all the media to report.

The reporters present wanted to go back and write an article that praised Yan Xiu as usual, but when they saw Yan Xiu throw the award-winning trophy to Murong Qiao in the audience, they immediately cheered up and beckoned the photographer to take a picture.

Especially when he saw Murong Qiao's face, which was not inferior to any star, the reporter was so excited that his hands were shaking, and he smelled the smell of gossip.

"This, this is Jojo?" Yang Xin was shocked.

She usually likes to watch gossip or something, and she wants to swipe her phone after eating, but she sees Murong Qiao's photos posted by some bloggers.

The cover of the post is Yan Xiu's action of throwing the trophy to Murong Qiao, and taking out this photo separately to look at it, not to mention the ambiguity, a person with a rich imagination like Yang Xin even thought about what a child looked like in an instant.

[Famous fashion designer inkstone pursues love success]

This and this, you won't eat melons and eat your own sisters, right?!

Seeing such a title, Yang Xin's eyes widened, and his hands trembled.

When the post was clicked, Yang Xin looked at it at a glance, and suddenly felt that he had opened the door to a new world.

Alone in love, he pounced on Yang Xin for love and won a prize, and the love and hatred written in the article were simply not the same as the Murong Qiao that Yang Xin usually knew.

Fortunately, Yang Xin usually has a pair of fiery eyes, and she didn't believe anything in the article, but paid attention to Murong Qiao.

The position under the stage is the best, this kind of annual show is beyond the reach of ordinary people, that is, they can't even enter the door, seeing Murong Qiao sitting there, Yang Xin feels that his perception of Murong Qiao's strength has been refreshed again.

Leng Yan in a different place but at the same time also saw a report about Murong Qiao, but she read a fashion magazine.

Leng Yan doesn't like to read gossip, and occasionally reads some fashion magazines to buy clothes, she clicks on her phone to find the latest edition of fashion magazines, and she is stunned at a glance.

Different from the previous covers of fashion introductions, this time the cover has become a man and a woman, Leng Yan rubbed his eyes, and glanced at it unbelievingly.

She was sure that she was right when she saw that it was Murong Qiao.

(End of chapter)