Throughout the morning, Loshi thought of countless plans and drew countless line sketches.

Unfortunately, in the end, they were not satisfied.

She simply turned off the computer and lay on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, completely emptying her brain.

There is no superfluous decoration on the ceiling of ordinary guest rooms, only a simple ceiling, and then the gypsum line is pressed on the four sides, and after spraying white paint, the gypsum line and the ceiling are integrated, but it also looks simple and elegant.

Luo hoped for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, and sat up from the bed suddenly.

Spray coating!

Last year, Fushi Group developed a new type of clothing fabric, which dissolves cotton fibers in chemical solvents to produce a liquid fabric, which can be molded into the form of cloth immediately after contacting the skin, and the sprayed clothes can also be taken off and cleaned, and can be transmitted to the body again.

It's simply 3D printing in the clothing world.

Lohi remembers the story vividly, and even if she can't access the original article online, she's sure it's what she wants.

Spray-molding a wedding dress on the show in the finals is her most satisfying idea.

The question is, can Fu Chengshen agree to lend her new clothing fabrics that the Fu Group considers a trade secret? After all, as far as she knows, this fabric is still in the research and development stage and has not been officially launched.

Either way, she's going to give it a try.

Luo Xi applied to the staff of the organizing committee on the grounds of preparing clothing fabrics, hoping to meet Fu Chengshen.

Although the other party was full of surprise, considering that her request was also in line with the rules of the game, he agreed to help her pass the word.

As for whether Fu Chengshen is willing to see her, that's another matter.

When it was almost evening, the staff came over to inform her: "Mr. Fu agrees with you." Hurry up, don't delay Mr. Fu too much, otherwise we will be very embarrassed. ”

Naturally, Loshi said "yes". followed the staff to Fu Chengshen's room.

Originally, the staff planned to stay in the room with her, but as soon as she followed into the house, the cold and dignified Mr. Fu said coldly to him: "You go out first." ”

He didn't dare to disobey, and left in fear, praying in his heart, hoping that Luo Xi would speak in a measured manner, and he would be more annoyed than to annoy Mr. Fu.

You must know that this year, the organizing committee was excited to invite Mr. Fu to the competition site, and they all showed 12 points of spirit to ensure that they served the God of Wealth 100%.

Luo Xi originally came to Fu Chengshen for serious business, and on the way here, her mentality has always been very stable.

But as soon as he entered the door, he let the third person who accompanied him out, especially after the door was closed, and the two of them were left in the room.

The Superior Suite is much larger than her smaller room, with all the facilities and the lighting is well designed, with warm yellow light intertwined into a slightly ambiguous net, covering all corners of the room from top to bottom.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a lot of traffic on the road, and all the sounds were isolated from the transparent glass on that side, not disturbing the soft music playing in the room.

Loshi suddenly became nervous.

She whispered to him, "Mr. Fu, I'm bothering you." ”

He was much taller than her, and when she looked at him, she had to look up, which made her eyes look wide, watery, and a little affectionate.

Fu Cheng looked at her deeply, said "um", walked to the bar, poured two glasses of wine, held one for himself, and handed the other to Luo Xi, and asked her, "What's the matter?" ”

The tone is actually quite normal. It's just that he's used to talking coldly, and when he hears Loshi's ears, he makes her play a small drum.

She didn't pick up his wine, and said stubbornly: "Mr. Fu, I came to you to ask, can the X liquid fabric developed by the Fu Group be lent to me?" ”

Fu Cheng thought deeply for a moment and immediately understood her intentions: "Do you want to use x liquid fabric to participate in the finals?" ”

"Hmm."

Loshi nodded nervously.

She thought to herself that during the rematch, he found fabrics for Su He because he wanted to cooperate with dL, and he was good to Su He for the sake of Mr. Su's face.

But there is nothing on her body, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, and the X liquid fabric is not an ordinary fabric, probably, he refuses to let her use it.

The man sat down on the sofa, his two long legs overlapping at will, gently shook the wine in the glass, took a sip, and raised his eyes to look at her: "The theme of the final is a wedding dress, and the X fabric is light and thin, I don't think it is suitable for the theme of wedding dress." ”

Luo Xi couldn't figure out whether he was willing to borrow it or not, so he could only follow his words first: "When it comes to wedding dresses, all that comes to everyone's mind is a gorgeous and graceful shape. If I had designed in that direction, it would have been difficult to shine. So I thought ......"

"Want to go the other way?" The man's gaze at her was filled with surprise and appreciation.

"Hmm." Loch nodded again, "I've always been in charge, and clothing should be more practical and simple. Even if it's a wedding dress, I think, it can be designed very simply. ”

The man's fingers tapped unconsciously on his thighs. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "It's not impossible for you to use it, it's just that I want to know, who are you going to find to be your model?" ”

Loshi was stunned for a moment, and did not answer for a moment.

The man's face sank a little, and he asked her, "Since you mentioned X fabric, you should know its characteristics." ”

Loshi nodded, "I know." There is no cutting, no fixed size, and the clothes made of spray molding completely rely on the model's body and are formed in one piece. And the resulting clothes have a natural sense of streamlining and liquid luster, which is also characteristic of X fabric. ”

"So, who are you going to find to be your model?"

The same question was asked again, and Loshi finally realized what the problem was.

If you want to spray a wedding dress on the model with X fabric, then the model can't wear too much, otherwise the sprayed clothes will have more strange folds, and the effect of smoothness and smoothness will not be achieved.

This means that when the model appears, it is almost the same as Quan Guo.

Moreover, it was under the collective gaze of hundreds of spectators throughout the show.

Luo Xi hesitated and said, "There is a model arranged by the organizing committee......"

"Ask, who wants to be your model?" The man sneered.

Loshi fell silent.

China is conservative after all, although there have been sexy and bold works that have been shown on the show over the years, and the underwear show has been held several times, but there is a difference between wearing underwear on the catwalk and the all-fruit catwalk.

The model arranged by the organizing committee will not be willing.

She didn't speak, and the man didn't speak, just stared at her, occasionally took a sip of the wine in the glass, and waited quietly for her decision.

Luo Xi struggled in his heart for a while, and when he spoke, his tone was firm: "You can arrange an assistant when you walk the catwalk, I want Sister Xia Yuan to be my assistant." She has been in the industry for many years and has a lot of experience, as long as I show her the design in advance, she will definitely be able to spray mold the wedding dress I want to show everyone. ”

"What about you?"

Fu Chengshen put down his wine glass, stood up, stretched his legs, and walked towards her step by step, like a cheetah ready to go.

He walked up to the girl and lifted her chin with his hand, forcing her to look at him in the eye.

And under his eyes, at this moment, a storm is brewing.

"Loshi, answer me, what are you going to do on the show?"

Loshi couldn't dodge. She wasn't prepared to hide it from him, anyway, since she made this decision, he would see it when it came to the final.

"I'll be a model."

She looked into his eyes with a determined expression, and said word by word, "It is not without precedent for the designer to show the work in person." Since I can't find a model willing to show my work, I'll do it myself. ”

The storm under the man's eyes became more and more violent, and his face was cold. His hand holding the girl's chin trembled slightly, and he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and asked her, "You mean, you want to wear nothing in front of so many people?" How dare you? ”

Loshi bit her lip and tried to explain to him: "It's not that you don't wear anything, at least there will be a bikini ......"

"Nope."

"Mr. Deng has sent me information on foreign shows, and it is very common to wear bikinis on the catwalk. Besides, ...... on the beach"

"I don't agree."

Fu Chengshen was about to explode.

Does this stupid woman understand what identity is? She is now Mrs. Fu, his wife. She appeared in a bikini in front of so many people, and it was his face.

Loshi's face was filled with regret and loss.

Sure enough, is he unwilling to let her use X fabric?

That's right, she doesn't have rich and powerful relatives waiting to cooperate with him, so what qualifications does she have to let him help her for nothing?

She looked at him fixedly for a while, and then asked again, "Mr. Fu, can't I really use X fabric?" ”

"Nope."

She twisted her head, shook off his hand, and took two steps back, her little head hanging down, and her whole person looked depressed.

"I see. I'll figure it out another way. I'm sorry to bother Mr. Fu. ”

She turned and walked out listlessly, her back looking gloomy.

Fu Chengshen's gaze fell on her back for a while, and the moment she held the doorknob, he stopped her.

"X fabric, let you use it, it's not impossible."

Luo Xi turned around and looked at him with joy: "Mr. Fu! ”

The man wrinkled his eyebrows, looked at her deeply for a while, and then said meaninglessly: "You show me first." ”

Loshi didn't understand at first.

The man explained again: "How are you going to go on stage, show it to me now." ”

Loshi's eyes widened suddenly, and her face was annoyed or ashamed, and she was stained with two blushes, which made her whole person look bright.

"Mr. Fu, I ......"

The man squinted at her and sneered: "Don't dare? There were hundreds of spectators at the finals, are you sure that you will dare to play when the time comes? ”

It's to test her guts.

Loshi only hesitated for a moment, then made a decision: "I dare." I can show it to Mr. Fu now. If I successfully finish the show, please Mr. Fu keep his promise and lend me X fabric. ”

"Yes."

The man nodded slightly, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.

The white smoke rose slowly, and it seemed that the man's face was a little unreal.

Loshi gritted his teeth. Build your heart for yourself.

Nothing. Many of those foreign supermodels have similar catwalk experience, which is very common in the runway, and the supermodels are still so dedicated, as a fashion designer, she should respect her own work.

It's just a test to show off the costume, it's the pursuit of art, and it doesn't have any color.

She went to the suite and quickly took off her coat and shirt.

Fu Cheng took a deep half cigarette and didn't want to smoke it. He snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, still feeling irritable, and stood up and poured another glass of wine.

When she turned around, the girl who was wearing only a bra and underwear came out of the suite.

Her legs are slender and slender, her good figure is unobstructed, and her skin is white and glowing.

Because of the nervousness, the whole person is shrouded in an unreal layer of pink.

An almost perfect body, except for the left arm, there is a slightly hideous scar with red flesh.

Fu Chengshen tightened his brows. Didn't her injuries say they were healed?

As soon as she thought this, she saw the girl walking slowly towards him with a non-standard cat step.

Eventually, he stopped in front of him and shouted timidly.

"Mr. Fu."