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Chapter 134
Chapter 134
Chapter 134
"Ha ha!"
When the other party finished speaking, Qing Yi covered her lips and smiled.
Although she is young, but with her current qualifications, she has already reached the first row.
Karen had heard about her deeds a long time ago, and she was quite admirable for her.
Hearing her smile like this, she thought she was infected by what she said, so she leaned forward shamelessly and said, "Senior Tsing Yi, do you think what I said is right?"
"exactly."
Tsing Yi took the lead in applauding, standing up from her seat while applauding.
"You should clean up the garbage, and don't let a mouse poop ruin a pot of porridge."
She took the microphone from the other party's hand, and she never participated in the turmoil of the world.
Appearing in this place this time also surprised everyone very much.
Tsing Yi just wanted to come over to see if Mo Fan would come to participate in the competition. If he hadn't seen him, he wouldn't be sitting here.
She is looking forward to the results of the other party's performance.
It's just that wherever you go, there are always a few bedbugs popping up, affecting people's mood.
"You are right, I will definitely clean up garbage like this."
Karen volunteered, but didn't know that the garbage the other party was talking about was him.
Still smug on the sidelines, not knowing where I went wrong.
Tsing Yi walked up to the stage, her words were more powerful than Karen's, just one step towards that, all the cameras pulled over in an instant.
Not only is Qing Yi's design talent amazing, but her appearance is also top-notch. Her eyebrows are very thick, like curved willow-leaf eyebrows.
She also has a good figure, which completely fits the image of a man's dream lover. She is single now, and everyone wants to catch up with her.
As soon as she spoke on stage, everyone listened with all ears, for fear that any link would be missed.
"According to what I mean, it's better to increase the weight. If anyone loses, run around this place thirty laps."
Thirty laps doesn't sound like much, but this place is huge, and running one lap has reached the limit of human beings.
If she runs down according to her number, it is not certain whether this life can be saved.
Karen, however, became extremely excited. He thought that Tsing Yi was on his side, which was completely speaking for him.
Considering that both of them are about the same age, and they are both outstanding in the design industry, although I am a little inferior to him, I can still be regarded as a dragon and a phoenix among people.
My family background is also good, and I can barely match up with the other party.
Thinking of this, the way he looked at Tsing Yi changed.
"Okay, just do as you said. Anyway, I don't have any opinions. I just don't know if some people have the courage."
His eyes seemed to drift towards Mo Fan.
His happiness is always based on the pain of others.
"I have no opinion."
Mo Fan replied coldly with four words.
It is not easy for such a stupid person to survive to this day.
Qing Yi achieved her goal and slowly walked down from the stage. Karen was like a follower, always following her.
But with his current status, he is not qualified to sit in front.
Fortunately, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he still has this bit of self-knowledge. Before leaving, he left his contact information very narcissistically.
"Call me anytime, here is my phone number."
He put the phone number on the table, Tsing Yi's temper is notoriously weird, even if she has a good impression of him now, he doesn't dare to do any overreaching behavior.
Putting the business card on the table, he happily returned to his seat, his nostrils almost pointing to the sky.
Little did he know that right after he left, Tsing Yi picked up the napkin next to him, wrapped it around the postcard, raised his orchid fingers, picked up the postcard, crumpled it up, and threw it directly into the trash bin next to him.
The degree of disgust is like a postcard covered with countless bacteria and garbage.
However, the person involved didn't know it, like a peacock with its screen open, showing itself all over the world, the rhetoric just now.
"Even Grandmaster Tsing Yi praised me very much. I'm afraid that I will be jealous of others in the future. Thinking about it, I really feel very distressed."
Mo Fan ignored the sick sissy, put on his headphones, and immersed himself in his own world.
But Karen was still restless and said in her drake-like voice: "Some people are envious and jealous. You can just say it outright. Don't hold it in your heart and upset others."
Mo Fan slowly stretched out his hand and applied for another position.
The host complied.
In fact, if the two of them stay together, the others will not be able to follow the rules properly.
He has seen a lot of old people bullying newcomers like this, and he started to bully newcomers relying on his seniority.
Karen is a senior designer. She thinks she is amazing, and her cowhide is almost blown to the sky. When the competition was held before, she also came to participate.
At that time, she was just a newcomer, not so arrogant.
Sure enough, once a person becomes famous, he begins to lose track of his own position.
After changing the position, Mo Fan felt that his ears were much clearer.
During the competition, everyone will be given a single room with a camera inside, even if they want to plagiarize, it is impossible.
10 minutes before the competition, the topic of this competition will be taken out, and the design can be started according to the above requirements.
In order to pass the quality test, the time given by the competition is exactly about a week. Enter on Monday, take out on Sunday night, and be judged by the judges.
The work designed this time is about the suit type. When everyone got the design work, they racked their brains and wanted to get rid of the shackles of traditional craftsmanship.
But the brain is the brain. The suit that they came into contact with at birth is like a seed, which takes root and sprouts in their minds, grows into a towering tree, and is deeply rooted in their minds.
The practice of suits is inseparable from it, so when the topic is given, even those top designers have difficulties.
When ordinary people come into contact with suits, they are all of that kind of bad street design.
While others were still drawing design drafts, Mo Fan had picked up scissors and a ruler, and started designing suits on models.
His thinking is not as complicated as those people's. No matter how beautiful the clothes are, they must be worn on the body after all. Comfort is the first point, and good-looking is the second point.
His speed is very fast, and in just a few minutes, he has a preliminary model.
The judges dozed off outside, and they didn't expect any works to come out on the first day.
Those people who can draw a good design draft are already very remarkable.
But through monitoring, they saw Mo Fan's figure, and they were amazed.
(End of this chapter)