Luo Xi didn't know if Fu Chengshen had seen her.

Her first instinct was to crouch down and hide, never letting him see her.

After waiting for a while, she estimated that the couple downstairs should go far, and then she cautiously leaned over to the window and looked down secretly.

Sure enough, there was no one left.

She breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again, staring at the starry sky dress on her computer.

Unexpectedly, she collided with Su He's creativity.

She curled the corners of her mouth and laughed helplessly. No matter how good her modeling is, where can the simulated stuff compare to the real silk and diamonds?

She felt discouraged for a moment and wanted to delete most of the design drawings that had already been completed.

But you can press your finger on the delete button, and you can't press it down for a long time.

She spent a night of hard work, and she deleted it so easily, she was reluctant.

"Forget it, let's keep it for now. If you can't come up with a better idea, you can only hand in this. ”

She sighed, feeling groggy and too lazy to wash, turned off the light and lay on the bed, her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling in the darkness in a daze.

Starry sky, starry sky, starry sky......

Her mind was so full of games that she couldn't sleep at all.

I don't know how long she lay in bed like this, she simply got up, turned on the computer, rebuilt the drawings, and then stared at the starry sky outside the window in a daze again.

Looking at it, I felt that the starry sky was not the same as it was just now.

Loshi rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at the night outside the window.

It's different.

The moon had changed its position, the starlight had dimmed, and the eastern sky had become brighter.

In the early hours of the morning, it was half past four.

A light flashed in Loshi's mind.

She suddenly came to her senses and scribbled on the computer screen.

Soon, a simple dress appeared on the screen, with no superfluous decorations, only pure white colors and simple lines.

It's 5 o'clock.

Loshi closed his computer and stood up, half of his body leaning out of the window. She looked at the east without blinking.

The sky at the end of the east has turned white, and there is still a deep blue overhead, and further west, there are faint stars flashing.

It's the most colourful time of the day, beautiful, fleeting.

Loshi didn't have a cell phone and couldn't take pictures. She could only keep her eyes open, lest she miss the slightest color change in the sky.

At the moment, her eyes are the camera and her brain is the memory.

After a while, the morning sun leaped out of the horizon, and the blue in the sky gradually faded, and the red took over.

Loshi closed the window, closed the curtains, and rubbed his eyes, which were sour from being too hard to open.

She closed her eyes and pondered the colors of the sky. Then, open your eyes and simulate it on the computer, little by little.

The morning passed quickly.

At 11 o'clock at noon, she finally completed the semi-final work and named it "Dawn".

She submitted the design drawing to the mailbox designated by the organizing committee through the intranet, and finally felt relieved, went to wash her face briefly, packed her luggage, checked out, retrieved her mobile phone, and left.

Xia Yuan had already rushed to pick her up. Seeing her climb into the car with two dark circles under her eyes and a tired face, she was startled: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Luo Xi leaned back in the chair, his eyes were so astringent that he couldn't open them, and while closing his eyes to recuperate, he said weakly: "I didn't sleep all night." ”

"So miserable?" Xia Yuan sucked her teeth and asked the question she was most concerned about, "How is the competition?" ”

"I don't know." Loshi shook his head, "I did my best. ”

"That's fine."

Xia Yuan drove her back to the villa.

She was too tired to be polite to Xia Yuan, and after thanking her, she rushed into the villa and returned to her room, without changing her clothes, and fell asleep.

After the contestants submitted their works for the semi-finals, they all went back one after another, and the judges officially got busy.

Fu Chengshen sent Su He away, and suddenly felt that the whole world was a lot cleaner.

The chairman of dL called him and asked him for help, inquired about the semi-finals of several designers recommended by dL, and finally asked emphatically: "Mr. Fu, how does Xiao He think?" ”

Fu Cheng thought about it deeply and said honestly: "Very lively, and also has a talent for design." ”

He dialed it a little, and Su He immediately had inspiration, and the final product was also photographed and sent to him to see, which was not bad.

In his opinion, students who have not yet graduated have such a level of design, which can be regarded as talent.

Chairman dL was very happy, said a few more words, and made an appointment for a dinner by the way: "Mr. Fu, sit down together and talk in detail when the time comes." ”

Fu Chengshen knew that his cooperation with dL was almost done.

Entrusted by people, loyal to people. Before leaving, he deliberately turned around to look at the judges, which was called "comfort".

Those judges are all human beings, and when they saw Fu Chengshen and Su He having a close relationship at the opening ceremony, they guessed a little bit of his intention.

"There are a few new designers this year, and the works are very good."

A female judge said and called up the work submitted by Su He.

"Mr. Fu, look, this 'romance under the stars', the design skills are skillful, and the overall grace is luxurious, especially the large area of diamond embellishment on the skirt, which looks like a shining look, like the Milky Way?"

Fu Chengshen had seen it a long time ago. He glanced at it and nodded his head in praise: "It's really good." ”

probably felt that just transferring Su He's works to Fu Chengshen was too flattering. The female judge thought about it and brought out another work to show that she had no selfishness and really agreed with Su He's excellence.

"This 'Dawn' is not bad. Although the shape is not as gorgeous as the 'romance under the stars', it has a simple and generous beauty. Especially her color, it's so beautiful. The designer was very attentive, and she also attached a description of the material, saying that she was simulating a tapestry. Also, such a beautiful color can only be expressed by the craft of brocade. ”

Fu Chengshen glanced at the "morning light".

Although it is only a simulation, the modeling is very realistic, and the whole dress seems to be right in front of you.

The style is a sleeveless mermaid skirt, the skirt is not large, and there are slight ripples. The whole skirt is almost all a large piece of blue, but if you look closely, the blue is not exactly the same.

The blue at the shoulders is the deepest, and down the blue, the blue fades, and finally at the hem of the skirt the blue almost disappears, becoming a white. At the bottom of the fish's tail, there is a red glow in the white.

The upper and lower ends are two completely different colors, and the color transition is natural, gorgeous but unassuming, which immediately reminds people of the sky at dawn.

Fu Chengshen immediately judged that "Dawn" had completely outperformed "Romance under the Stars", with smooth lines, simple and generous, and impeccable colors.

It's just that......

He frowned: "Who is the author of this 'Dawn'?" ”

The female judge glanced at the designer's name: "It's called Loshi." It is a rookie designer recommended by LA. ”

"No wonder." Fu Chengshen was obviously displeased.

"What's wrong, Mr. Fu?" The judges immediately gathered around, "Do you know this Loshi?" ”

Fu Chengshen's face was ugly: "There is a designer in LA, named Ma Lin, and her style is very similar to Luo Xi. ”

He saw Luo Xi copy Deng Jiemin's works and make a second creation on the basis of the original design, and at that time he also felt that at the level of a store clerk, Luo Xi still had a talent for design.

But he didn't expect that she would be so brazen as to take other people's works directly to participate in the competition, only changed a few details, changed the color, and regarded it as her own work.

Makes him feel sick.

As Deng Jiemin's chief assistant, Ma Lin is also well-known in the industry, and there are many people who know her among the judges.

Someone immediately found the product manual issued by LA this month, flipped a few pages, and pointed out to everyone: "Look, the shape of this morning light is indeed very similar to the style of Ma Lin's recent works." ”

This line of work despises plagiarists the most.

Although the use of color in "Dawn" is excellent, the mere fact that it collides with Marlene's design gave the judges enough reasons to let "Dawn" fail.

"Loshi is out of the game. In the future, she will not want to participate in any competition that asks me to be a judge. "The female judges were categorical.

"I also strongly resist this kind of plagiarism."

"I resist too."

"Add me one."

……

In this way, Loch was almost banned by the designer industry.

Fu Chengshen didn't feel pity.

Talent has been misused as a little cleverness, and it deserves to destroy its own future.

However, she was just a clerk who sold clothes, and she couldn't be a designer, so for her, it was just a return to the original point, and it had little impact.

He went back to the villa.

There was a pair of women's sneakers upside down in the hallway, and a backpack on the floor. Apparently, Loshi has returned.

Fu Cheng frowned deeply on the second floor.

The door to her room was unlocked, and when she pushed it, it opened.

He walked in and saw her curled up in bed and falling asleep, and his heart became more and more unhappy.

A woman who plagiarizes other people's works and can sleep so soundly with peace of mind, and has such a thick skin, makes him annoyed.

"Get up." He pushed through the covers.

Loshi slept in a daze, and felt someone disturb her sleep, and tried to burrow into the covers, curling herself tighter.

He lifted her quilt and pinched her chin and reminded, "I'll let you get up." ”

Lohi was groggy and couldn't sit up, so he nodded his head against his strength, humming as if he was talking, but he couldn't hear what she said.

She subconsciously hugged herself, trembling, and her eyes didn't open.

As soon as Fu Chengshen let go, she fell down softly.

Only then did he realize that something was not right, and he put a plaster on her forehead behind him.

It's hot. Intuition is above 39 degrees.

"Fever?" He asked her.

Naturally, I couldn't get any reply.

He stood in front of the bed, condescending to see her shivering with cold, her face so white that she seemed to be trembling even her teeth.

He pursed his lips, put the quilt back on her, went downstairs to find a thermometer, and took her temperature.

39.8 degrees.

"Take your medicine."

He slipped a fever-reducing pill into her hand.

Loshi's brain burned so hard that he didn't know what he asked her to do, so he snorted "um" and slipped out of his hand, rolled over and went back to sleep.

He grimaced, wondering what else she could do.

After waiting for a while, he woke her up again, and even carried the quilt into his arms, wrapped one hand around her waist so that she would not slide down again, and stuffed the fever reducer into her mouth with the other hand.

Then, he turned her around and faced him. I took a sip of water, then pinched her chin and pressed it to her lips.