On the day of the game, in order to prevent another accident, Wang Yue specially arranged two teams of bodyguards to follow the car to protect her.

When he arrived, the reporter thought that some big man was coming, but he didn't expect that it was actually a little girl who got off the bus.

"What, who is this, such a big battle, just send a little girl to each other?"

"yes, she has never seen any background."

"But this little girl is pretty too."

“……”

The media whispered and were arranged on the periphery.

The organizers are held by a mysterious top family, guarded by deep and strict guards, screened layer by layer, and civilized with the ultimate goal of strength first.

In the final analysis, this is a grand gathering of strong players, and the players who come to the scene are sponsored by the best world-class companies.

When she really came to the scene, Han Muwei knew why the teacher was disappointed in her previous life, and she spit on herself.

She can only participate in this world-class competition once, and if she misses it, she will not be there.

The scene and specifications are precious, and if you miss it, you can only wait for another ten years, and then there will be a limit to age.

Han Muwei took Han Zizhu on the red carpet and entered the venue, and there were many players of her age at the scene.

She saw Lu Yi chatting with a few girls from not far away.

Lu Yi called her enthusiastically when she saw Han Muwei, and Han Muwei also responded to her with a smile.

"This is my good friend Han Muwei, fortunately I can come to participate in the competition thanks to her, and with her watching from the audience, I am more confident."

Lu Yi was moved by herself, and several other people only thought that Han Muwei was also an audience, and they also smiled at her detachedly, not an opponent, so there was no need to take it seriously.

"Hello, I'm Han Muwei, race number 8, please give me a lot of advice."

She introduced herself generously, let several people look at each other, and introduced each other with a smile, completely ignoring what Lu Yi began to say.

Those who can come here are all children of families with strength and means, who have not experienced dark and fierce competition to squeeze in, and they will not pay attention to Lu Yi's little tricks.

Here, only the supremacy of strength is worthy of the favor of opponents.

Han Muwei's competition number highlights her strength, which is the ranking obtained by the organizer among the 300 people selected by the organizer after multi-layer data comparison.

Even if FY chooses only one person in the end and stands at the top, the final ranking is also the definition of strength for the contestants.

Ding dong!

As the broadcast began, the players in attendance walked to the room where their race numbers were marked.

Lu Yi looked at Han Muwei's back, jealous, she wouldn't just give up.

From the moment you come in to the venue, it is a closed management, and the escorts are watching on the second floor.

Each person was assigned a separate studio, and the next three games were completed here.

There are 300 rooms on the scene, and the big screen plays all the contestants in real time, including 600 judges and 1,200 administrators.

The scene was spectacular, serious at the same time, and the tense atmosphere made everyone feel stressed.

Fortunately, Han Muwei has been trained by the devil, which can't consume her.

The theme of the first game is Chunhui, and the type is free to play, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Contestants need to complete the conception, design, and production of the work within three hours, score S, A, and B grades, and eliminate 100 people to enter the second round.

Not only is the time pressing, but also an extreme test of strength and the psychological quality of the players.

The game was announced, the two-meter countdown electronic counting on the big screen began, and the scene entered a kind of silence, the needle drop was visible, and the tension of the outbreak was overwhelming.

Everyone is racing against time to draw the design draft, scratching their heads and cheeks.

Seeing that Han Muwei didn't make a move here, she just looked at the empty tabletop, clasping her hands and not moving.

As time passed, someone had already begun to measure the cut, and everyone was doing it one after another, but Han Muwei was still motionless, which attracted the attention of everyone present.

Han Zizhu got up from his seat in a hurry on the second floor, what's wrong with my little sister, is she too nervous? It's okay, the second brother cheers you on, don't be afraid, little sister.

His series of actions in front of the glass to cheer him on attracted frequent looks, and he didn't know that he couldn't see him here below.

Han Muwei is still thinking about it, and after the golden hour has passed, some players have already begun to sew.

Han Muwei just started to sketch the design draft on a blank piece of paper.

"Wow, she's just starting to paint now, is it too late?"

"It's not grandstanding, this kind of person generally doesn't have any strength, I really don't know how to get in, I'm so beautiful, I also used some means, haha."

The two men talked about their sister next to them, which was still a bad remark, and of course Han Zizhu wanted to refute it.

"What do you know, my sister has passed three levels and cut six to compare one by one, her position is proof, no matter how much the dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, I will definitely investigate to the end."

His momentum is cannibalistic, his eyes are sharp, and he puts on a cold and solemn aura in the courtroom, making the two obediently shut up.

Today's scene is one of the best people, and it is irrational to offend anyone.

"You see, this is too fast, this technique is too powerful."

Following the speaker's gaze, Han Muwei drew the design draft in one minute, and the cut fabrics were neatly placed on the table in five minutes, and the accessories and accessories were skillfully selected on the wall.

Every step of her is as if carefully designed, as natural as eating, complex collocation, fine sewing technology in her hands seems casual and full of artistic sense.

"My eyes have learned, but my hands have learned."

"Is this talent? I'm really here to be an NPC. ”

"How long will it take to learn to be like her, this little girl seems to have been born to eat this bowl of rice."

"Whose daughter is this? It's so enviable."

That's the real talent.

She is not making clothes at the moment, but carving a work of art.

Han Zizhu looked at his sister, his pride swelled from his heart, she really deserved to be his sister, she was so good and dazzling.

Lu Yi saw the design draft in Han Muwei's portfolio before the reproduction, and after seeing the admiration in the eyes of the judges, she continued confidently.

The game entered the countdown, and in the last 30 minutes, the atmosphere was highly tense, and some people even made a mistake because of nervous tension, and cut the cloth with trembling hands, and were eliminated directly.

Lu Yi entered the closing point satisfied, and when she saw the judges' eyes, she knew that she was stable and confidently ready to comment.

Han Muwei still has one-third of the workload in the fast technique, and whether she can complete it on time has received great attention.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the minutes to pass.