An hour is not enough for a designer, even a draft.

Qin Zimiao pretended to look at the design of the screen in front of him calmly, but in fact, he had already vetoed several changes in his mind.

On the other hand, Yan Xiu's side just thought about it for a while and began to write.

The picture shared on the big screen can intuitively represent the progress of the two people.

Compared with Qin Zimiao's inner nervousness, Yan Xiu has the opposite attitude, his mood is flat and soothing, and even after changing the theme, a lot of new inspiration has emerged.

——Yan Xiu's pen is simply down to my heart, I don't have to publish it I think it's good-looking, and I finally don't have the flashy and unrealistic set of Qin Zimao!

- I complained to my friends before that this one is too physical...... But today, after reading the changes of the inkstone designer, I feel that he has directly solved this problem by pulling up the waistline, which is so strong.

- Have you all gone to see the inkstone?

- Nonsense, otherwise watch Qin Zimiao squeeze toothpaste?

Wen Ning's mood was not clear at this time, and after temporarily changing the format of the game, she didn't have the chance or time to do anything she wanted.

She just wants to help Qin Zimiao now, but she can't help.

Qin Zimiao was silent and made a heavy stroke.

The thick black lines are particularly prominent and ugly on the design draft, more like they were drawn in Qin Zimiao's heart, stirring up a puddle of muddy water.

But after realizing that his changes were counterproductive, he wiped and erased again, and the action was repeated, but he really responded to the evaluation of netizens who "squeezed toothpaste".

He only felt that he hated Yan Xiu even more now, and even the design draft in front of him was disgusted.

Time was still passing minute by minute, Yan Xiu faintly made the final modification at the end, and Qin Zimiao's anxiety and inspiration were adjusted in order, and his mind was empty.

He thought that he had naturally not prepared too much for the game that must be won, and the temporary replacement of the competition was obviously not within the scope of Qin Zimiao's expectations.

"When it's time, please stop writing." The moderator made an appropriate announcement.

said that it was two, but in fact, these words were aimed at Qin Zimiao, who was still "struggling to write".

Yan Xiu is very meticulous in time planning, and it has been confirmed five minutes before the end, while Qin Zimiao, on the contrary, can only temporarily cram, using his experience to make satisfactory changes as much as possible.

But the more he changed it, the more he wrote it repeatedly, the more Qin Zimiao felt pressured on himself.

After hearing the host's words, Qin Zimiao hesitated and looked at his work, and finally chose to put down his pen.

At this time, on the field, he can't make small moves if he has the mind, which Qin Zimiao can still distinguish.

After Qin Zimiao and Yan Xiu finished confirming, they stood up from their positions at the same time and came to the central position to stand side by side.

The two of them stood in front of the work they had modified, unable to see the result behind them.

Murong Qiao took out his mobile phone quite curiously, wanting to see what people on the Internet thought of the work, but as soon as he entered the broadcast station, he saw that everyone on the barrage was saying that Qin Zimiao was not good.

——I used to think that it was because of Party A's problem that Qin Zimiao's play was restricted, but today I found out that he was just taking the right way to make money, and his style of receiving business orders has not changed at all.

- Although, however, the changed clothes are exposed...... Isn't it bad to dress nuns???

- Qin Zimiao, I was quite confident in you, what is this, I am not as good as my classmate.

- Just, when Qin Zihao was interviewed before, he said that he liked the design style of Yan Xiu very much, and he said that he was a fanatical fan, why did this manuscript hand in, I felt that my feelings were deceived.

There are all kinds of rhetoric, but without exception, they are all saying that Qin Zimiao's reform is not good this time, and even the voices of netizens are too high, so that she didn't even see a few words to praise the fourth brother.

Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows, and then looked up at the work that Qin Zimiao finally handed over.

Just look at the clothes and don't have to choose, the style of the new contemporary fashion elements is first-class, and the cleverly designed pleat details and other places are full of praise.

But the key is that the original intention of this series is to dress the nuns, Qin Zimiao doesn't know if he hasn't seen it, or if he is simply messing up, although he uses his best field skills, but these two entries are obviously not suitable when put together.

In order to cater to the taste of the public, some places are designed that are too ...... for nuns Sexy.

If Yan Xiu sees this version of the other party's changes, I am afraid that he will also faintly throw over the sentence "putting the cart before the horse".

"There are still two minutes left before the results of the vote."

Murong Qiao looked at the number of votes that were gradually widening, and a sentence suddenly popped into his mind.

It's all up to your peers.

Qin Zimiao pulled his hips this time, and directly lifted the original seventy or eighty points of Yan Xiu's excellent works next door to the ninety-nine points.

Thinking of the smile on Qin Zimiao's face at the beginning of the game, Murong Qiao couldn't help but hold back a smile, lowered his head and shoulders and shrugged and snickered.

As the gap in the number of votes widens, there is no doubt about the final award.

Yan Xiu suppressed nearly half of Qin Zimao's votes and won the championship of this muse design competition.

When the cheers of the audience faded away, Murong Qiao quietly left his seat, planning to go backstage in advance and wait for the fourth brother to leave the stage, and celebrate with the other party.

"Congratulations." The reluctant male voice catches the ear before the footsteps.

Murong Qiao turned sideways, and saw Qin Zihao and his fourth brother Yan Xiu walking down the stairs side by side, walking towards him.

Yan Xiu's face was pale, "Tongxi." ”

Tongxi?

Qin Zimiao was stunned for a moment, and after understanding that Yan Xiu said that his second and the other party's first were "Tongxi", his face became even more stinky.

"You-" Qin Zimao was about to have a seizure.

But when he turned his head, he saw Murong Qiao standing in the background, and he was immediately stunned.

He suddenly thought of the picture of Murong Qiao taking the lead in coaxing just now, "You guys are in a gang?" ”

Qin Zimiao's words were a little loud, so that the surrounding staff couldn't help but look at it.

At that time, when Murong Qiao made a suggestion, Qin Zimiao naturally remembered this person because of her overly beautiful face.

"A gang?" Murong Qiao just repeated.

She didn't refute it for the first time, but walked to Yan Xiu's side, which deepened Qin Zimiao's "misunderstanding" between the two.

"I thought you were so ...... tall," Qin Zimiao sneered.

This time, he regarded it as a superior inkstone cultivation skill, and he never thought that the other party would use this method.

He turned his head to Murong Qiao again, "What benefits did he give you?" Let you do things for him like this? ”

Murong Qiao's tone was unhurried, "Some people use their own means, do they think that others are the same as him?" ”

These words directly stepped on Qin Zimiao's empty point.

"What do you mean?" Qin Zimiao was in a hurry.

Murong Qiao was innocent, "It seems that I didn't say anything wrong?" ”

She didn't know if Qin Zimiao had the means, so she just cheated casually, but looking at the other party's reaction, it seemed that she really said it.

Qin Zimiao saw that his rhetorical question was blocked back by Murong Qiao in the same tone, and his face darkened with deflatedness.

But just losing the game like this, he was still unwilling.

He forced himself to compose, "I'm going to report you to the authorities." ”

"Report?" Yan Xiu, who had not spoken, spoke.

Qin Zimiao's heart suddenly jumped when he heard the other party's voice.

Yan Xiu raised his eyes and looked at him, "Report yourself for having a fight with Judge Wen?" ”

This sentence directly frightened Qin Zimiao's heart.

…… Did he see it?

Qin Zimiao was just about to rise up and suppress the momentum, but because of Yan Xiu's words, he instantly withered back.

Murong Qiao understood in a second when he saw this, and his feelings were that Qin Zimiao and the judges had a leg, no wonder he laughed like that just now.

(End of chapter)