Ling Tanxue came out of the backstage and watched in the audience on the side, she likes to watch a show with the eyes of the audience, so that she can see everyone's reaction more clearly.

With the host's charming voice, the music changed, all the lights around it went out, and all the lights hit the catwalk.

The models come out three at a time, one by one taking turns to move forward.

The host will start to introduce when the model comes out, and then the judges will hold up signs on the spot to score, and the time for each model to walk is actually only about two minutes, in such a short time, let the judges score with their first feeling.

"What is coming to us now is the work "Starry Sky" from designer Sun Chengcheng......" The host paused for two seconds after reading the first sentence, he looked at the clothes of the models on the stage, this is too different from the concept of starry sky, right?

He was a little skeptical that the manuscript was wrong, so he gave the assistant next to him a look, and continued to read the manuscript.

"Starry Sky Design Concept ......"

The judges in the audience are also you look at me, I look at you, and the model on the stage also looked a little embarrassed, but she still insisted on going to the front and posing the most elegant posture.

"The mysterious starry sky makes people look up, its mysterious, far-reaching, as if telling a story that has never been known...... The fringed skirt like a meteor trail ...... "The host glanced at the skirt on the model, where is the tassel?"

Is this manuscript really wrong?

Not to mention the professional judges, even the onlookers are strange.

"Where's the tassel?"

"Then a white wedding dress, where did the starry sky come from?"

"You don't understand art."

"Who says I don't understand art? She's in a white wedding dress. ”

Ling Tanxue listened to the comments of the people around her, and looked at the white wedding dress on the stage, which was indeed a design that had nothing to do with the starry sky.

Sun Chengcheng?

Ling Tanxue pursed her lips disdainfully.

An unknown designer who can't design any good works and only hype, she didn't pay attention to it.

*

"What's going on?" Mo Xun also sat on the judges' bench and talked to Su Mingtian, who was standing behind him.

Su Mingtian bent down and said, "I'll take a look right away." ”

Su Mingtian was about to walk over, when he saw Sun Chengcheng hurriedly running over.

"Manager Su, this is not my costume, it's wrong." Sun Chengcheng said anxiously.

Ling Tanxue saw Sun Chengcheng and Su Mingtian talking, and also walked over and stood next to them to listen.

"Wrong? How could it be wrong? Aren't you number one? You were the first to play in the order we drew early in the morning, I remember. Su Mingtian said that his memory is very good, and this kind of mistake usually does not occur.

Sun Chengcheng said embarrassedly: "I won the first draw, but I later changed with No. 17, which is No. 17 Li Jie." ”

"What? Why didn't you tell me when you changed your number? You're really messing around, making jokes at the beginning, you're making trouble? Su Mingtian was so angry with her, for the first time in his life, Mo Shitian held a fashion design competition, and he made such a question at the beginning, won't he be everyone's laughing stock tomorrow?

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this, I thought ......"

"Think? Haven't you ever competed? Haven't you walked the show? I don't know if the script in our host's hand was written in advance? You think it's all live nonsense? Su Mingtian complained and reproached.

Sun Chengcheng said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was negligent for a while, I didn't think of this, I'm sorry, so what should I do now?" ”