Seeing that the finals were approaching the beginning, Qin Zimiao and Wen Ning were not overly warm, the two just made an intimacy in the room, and after making sure that there would be no problems in the competition later, they separated.

After all, Qin Zimiao has a wife, and Wen Ning also has a husband, and several employees who know about this matter can be regarded as watching their noses and noses.

"After the game...... Shall we see you at the old place tonight? Wen Ning smiled and straightened his tie.

Qin Zimiao is young and talented, and his handsome appearance is even more than Wen Ning's point.

The two hit it off and were embarrassed.

Qin Zimiao smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

As long as you coax the other party and take the award first, the rest of the matter is not at his disposal.

Qin Zimiao secretly stabilized in his heart, and felt a little disgusted with Wen Ning, who was already thirty-six years old in front of him, but the smiling expression on his face only made people feel intimate.

"Then I'll go out first." Qin Zimiao let go of the hand holding the other party.

It's always hard for others to see the two of them together, and Wen Ning needs a little time to tidy up her appearance now.

After a brief farewell, Qin Zimiao pushed open the door and was about to go out to find the staff with a normal face, but the smile on his face couldn't help but stiffen when he saw the people standing in the corridor outside the door.

"You-" Qin Zimiao was horrified in his heart.

He couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart with his eyes on the ancient well of Shangyan Xiu.

That's just ...... Did the other party hear about him and Wen Ning?

Qin Zimiao had a lot of thoughts in his heart for a while, and when he saw Yan Xiu standing outside, the whole person was stunned, so that he didn't even think about saying hello.

The sense of superiority that had just risen in his heart slowly dissolved under the gaze of Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu stood up straight, "Something?" ”

If it weren't for Qin Zimiao's voice, he wouldn't have planned to greet this person at all.

"Nope." Qin Zimiao immediately retorted, and the speed made people feel weak at first glance.

Yan Xiu looked at Qin Zimiao's ghost appearance in his heart, and his gaze crossed over a pale red at the other party's neckline.

"Two designers, the competition is about to begin." Fortunately, a staff member came over in time to relieve the siege, which made Qin Zimiao breathe a sigh of relief.

Yan Xiu didn't bother to talk to Qin Zimiao, and when he saw this, he nodded coldly and took a step ahead with the things he needed.

Qin Zimiao followed closely and walked in the direction of the arena, but because he was a few steps behind Yan Xiu, he heard the conversation between a few people next to him after Yan Xiu left.

"Yan Xiu will definitely win the championship this year, right? With his strength, I feel that Qin Zihao can't compare. ”

"Both of them are quite strong, how can you be so sure that Qin Zimiao's efforts in China over the years are obvious to all."

One supports Yan Xiu, the other supports Qin Zimiao, and the views of the two sides are classically opposite.

"Qin Zimiao is obviously famous because he is taking the road of inkstone cultivation. On the works in his hands, Yan Xiu threw him several streets. ”

"Come on, the Yan cultivators are abroad, don't you know our domestic environment? A bunch of business orders......"

The person in the back exonerated Qin Zimiao, but he did admit that this was the truth.

China is always focused on making money, because Qin Zihao's works are not satisfactory many times, but everyone understands.

Just hearing that the two of them were openly and secretly comparing him and Yan Xiu together, Qin Zimiao couldn't help but clench his fists, and his heart became dissatisfied.

It's always like this, it's always like this, Qin Zimiao has been compared with Yanxiu since he became famous.

His personality is arrogant and can't be belittled, and over time, he naturally holds a grudge against Shang Yanxiu-

"Designer Qin, are you ready here?" A little girl walked up to him and asked him.

Qin Zimiao suddenly came back to his senses, and a smile like a spring breeze appeared on his face again. "Of course, you can start at any time."

He smiled, and the little girl couldn't help but blush and nodded.

But fortunately, Qin Zimiao was very satisfied with the skin he carried, which could save him a lot of trouble and help.

Just like this match, there is only the ending that he will win.

Yan Xiu must be his stepping stone and his defeated generals this time.

At the beginning of the previous game, the host has already begun to warm up and introduce the rules of this time.

"In this final, we will use a random lottery to draw the entries drawn by the two designers as the design theme of this competition, and then hand it over to everyone to vote for the results......"

Murong Qiao listened to the host's words and glanced down at the tablet in his hand.

It was a tablet specially used for the competition, so when it was opened, you could only see the choice of who was voted for, and Murong Qiao's eyes fell on the photo that represented Yan Xiu.

Looking at the corners of the fourth brother's mouth and cold face, presumably the process of taking pictures was definitely not too smooth, he has never liked to show his face.

Because it's a designer's competition, it's not like filming a variety show, so bells and whistles.

After the host's introduction, Yan Xiu and Qin Zimiao went directly to the court one left and one right, standing in their respective game positions, preparing to draw lots.

The host first stood beside Yan Xiu, "Let's take a look...... Is it a national theme? ”

When Yan Xiu took out the note and unfolded it, the scene was tacitly synchronized with boos.

"It's really, really, quite a challenge." The host couldn't help but make a round.

Everyone knows the style of inkstone, and all the paintings that have been painted abroad for a long time are in the Western fantasy style, and almost all of the works are biased towards the West.

Therefore, when the word national style was drawn, many people began to worry about him.

On the contrary, when it was Qin Zimao's turn to draw the lottery box, he was able to draw the commercial painting style that he was best at.

The draw alone at the beginning has tilted the balance of wins and losses significantly.

Qin Zimiao held the note in his hand, the joy on his face was sincere, and after seeing that it was really as Wen Ning said, he had a lot of confidence.

"This ...... It's not fair to start from a different point. ”

Murong Qiao heard someone behind him secretly complaining, listening to the young and delicate voice, it should be a little girl.

"Random lots, this is no way, to put it mildly, luck is part of the strength."

"No one can say for sure, if it's the other way around, Qin Zimiao will definitely not be happy to ......"

Naturally, there were also people who refuted it, and the controversy spread among the people, and even the popularity on the Internet rose.

"The subject matter has been decided, so in ten minutes, we'll start working for an hour and a half to design for the two of us." The moderator announced. "Please also keep quiet and avoid disturbing the designer's creative inspiration."

The second half of the sentence was said to the audience present, Murong Qiao's eyes fell on the fourth brother, thinking that the subject matter was unfavorable this time, but he was attracted by the excellent state of Qin Zimiao next to him.

The other party was so good that almost when the host announced the start, he had already started to draw on his own design draft.

The time of conception can be left to the designer's pen, and the theme of this time is also what Qin Zimiao is good at, and no one thinks it is wrong.

But Murong Qiao sat in the first row, with an excellent view, and he could see the process of Qin Zimiao's painting at a glance.

She had seen the fourth brother Yan repair the draft, when she was in Murong Mansion before.

From the frame to the details, not to mention how much time it takes to carefully carve it, the shape alone needs to be revised repeatedly.

But seeing that Qin Zimiao had already begun to outline the details and other issues, Murong Qiao's intuition was wrong.

She had an idea, and she spoke up immediately. "What's so nice about drawing what you're good at?"

The sound was not loud, but the volume was just enough to be transmitted from the first row to the field and the surrounding audience, which made many people look sideways.

"I think it's interesting to let them design each other's work."

(End of chapter)