Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Song Fangzhou opened the note.

Looking at the font on it, it took a long time before he could speak: "It's... Cheng Wenwen."

Cheng Wenwen gasped.

Song Fangzhou went in.

Shi Zhou said: "Everyone, please wait patiently here. Cheng Wenwen comes here and waits."

Cheng Wenwen walked over from the aisle.

This time, the most insecure.

Because you have no idea who will be the next person to enter that room.

Now, everyone knows that there are only two necessary conditions.

One-to-one questions about the second round of design drafts.

I don't know anything else.

Many people took out their own design drafts and started to prepare.

Someone took out his mobile phone and discovered it unexpectedly.

"Why is there no signal on the phone?"

Fang Ziyue also took out her mobile phone, but there was no signal.

"It is estimated that there is a signal shielding device here."

Just when everyone was still feeling panicked, the door of the room opened, and Song Fangzhou walked out from inside.

A boy from Song Fangzhou's companion hurriedly stood up, "Fang Zhou!"

Song Fangzhou's complexion was very bad, he waved his hand, made a gesture of zipping his mouth, and pointed to the outside.

Shi Zhou came out of the lounge, "Now Cheng Wenwen comes over to smoke the third person."

He glanced at the people present with a mysterious smile, and kindly reminded: "There is surveillance over here."

The expression on the face of the person who was still smiling at the bottom froze.

Some people looked up and looked around to see where the surveillance was.

Xu Xiaoxiao also wanted to look up, but Qiao Zhinuan pinched her leg and pressed her head down.

"Don't look around, prepare your own."

Xu Xiaoxiao rubbed her nose, took out her design draft and began to read it.

Qiao Zhinuan suddenly leaned forward, and said to the three people in the front row: "Shen Bohe, come here a little bit, what you are talking about is to investigate the design draft, but it may not be your own design draft."

Fang Ziyue subconsciously turned around, but was scolded by Qiao Zhinuan.

"In a moment, no matter who goes in first, when they come out, if it is the possibility I mentioned, just look at us, if not, don't look at us, just go out."

Several people nodded, already understood.

Next, the atmosphere was obviously more gloomy than before.

The next few people went in one after another.

There were fewer and fewer people in the hall.

Fang Ziyue was the first of the five of them to go in.

When she came out, Fang Ziyue took a look at Qiao Zhinuan.

Everyone knew immediately.

It seems that is right.

"Qiao Zhinuan, get ready."

Ling Yun handed the note to Shi Zhou, Shi Zhou shouted.

Qiao Zhinuan was named.

She stood up calmly, smiled, and patted Xu Xiaoxiao's arm comfortingly, "It's okay."

Sitting in the waiting seat, she felt an unprecedented peace of mind.

If she was a little apprehensive when she was sitting on the seat below, now she doesn't feel a little bit.

She felt that this was a necessary experience.

Experience is necessary, and there is no way to avoid it anyway, so why not use your best state to meet it.

Finally it was her turn.

Shen Bohe, Xu Xiaoxiao and Ai Xiaoai at the bottom made a cheering gesture towards her, and Qiao Zhinuan smiled back.

Pushing open the door, it was pitch black inside.

A voice rang overhead.

"Please go ahead and open the first door."

Qiao Zhinuan was taken aback.

This female voice was inexplicably familiar, making Qiao Zhinuan feel as if she had heard it before.

Qiao Zhinuan followed the prompt, walked over, and opened the door.

Inside is a pure white room, with only a chair and a table in the middle, and a piece of white paper and a pen on the table.

She walked over and sat down.

Suddenly, a beam of light was projected from a projector on the big screen.

On the wall, put a blueprint.

"Now, please look through this design draft, and rate this design drawing based on your understanding."

Qiao Zhinuan was slightly taken aback.

This design draft is undoubtedly one of the other twenty contestants.

What's more, what surprised her even more was that in the lower right corner of the design drawing, the names and numbers of the contestants were actually written!
The design drawing that appeared in front of her now was named: Song Zibo.

"The time is 10 minutes, please start."

At the top of the screen, a countdown timer has appeared.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't give himself any more time to think about it, so he concentrated on flipping through such a design draft.

This design draft is home decoration design.

According to Qiao Zhinuan, after reading the entire design draft, the theme should be sunset.

The design style is relatively simple, close to the needs of middle-aged and elderly people.

10 minutes are over.

The voice in the room sounded again.

"Now, please score on a ten-point basis, and write the result on a piece of white paper in front of you."

Qiao Zhinuan picked up the pen on the table, and on the paper, based on the five aspects, he comprehensively rated the most effective and fair score of 8.91.

A female voice reminded her: "Now you can leave."

…………

Qiao Zhinuan came out and saw a car waiting by the side of the road.

The window was lowered, revealing a very handsome face.

"Miss Joe."

It's Lingyun.

Ever since the first assessment, Qiao Zhinuan had been able to guess Ling Yun's identity in response to Ning Fangxue's reaction, at least he was also the young master of a certain company.

It can be seen from the car he is sitting in now.

Ling Yun smiled and asked: "Can I treat you to a meal?"

Qiao Zhinuan said, "I've already eaten."

"This excuse is not very good," Ling Yun smiled, opened the door of the car, and walked out, "You only handed in the manuscript 8 minutes before the deadline, and it takes at least half an hour to get to the hall by taxi from A University. Is it time to eat?"

Qiao Zhinuan was stunned for a moment.

Ling Yun actually knew that she was the last one to submit the manuscript?

Is it...

Is Ling Yun the default choice of G&R?
Ling Yun has already made a gesture of invitation, "Miss Qiao, please, I have no malicious intentions, I just want to simply have a meal with you, and by the way, let's talk about this assessment."

Qiao Zhinuan had doubts in his heart, so he wanted to answer them.

She could see that Ling Yun was not malicious, and got into the car.

Ling Yun asked the driver to take her to a restaurant.

The restaurant is a high-end western restaurant, but Qiao Zhinuan was wearing very comfortable and loose clothes, which seemed a bit out of place with the formal atmosphere here.

"It doesn't matter," Ling Yun seemed to see through what Qiao Zhinuan was thinking, and said with a smile, "These waiters only look at clothes to see people's taste, even if you are wearing flip-flops, you are indeed KH, and you will laugh. waiting to welcome you in."

"Then I'm in your favor. If I come here alone, I will definitely be invited out."

She remembered Song Lingxue deliberately making things difficult last time.

The guests do as they please, Qiao Zhinuan didn't order food, but Ling Yun ordered quite a few things.

"Don't tell me that you need to lose weight if you don't eat at night. I think you need to gain weight."

Qiao Zhinuan chuckled, "Why didn't I know you were so humorous before?"

Ling Yun shrugged, "It depends on my identity."

The two had a pleasant meal, and then they talked about the content of the third round of assessment just now.

"It's us who grade other people's work."

Qiao Zhinuan nodded.

"But...it's strange, in the lower right corner of the work, there is the name of the contestant of this design drawing."

Ling Yun said: "I have it too, do you know who mine is?"

Qiao Zhinuan was eating the fruit salad in his mouth, and when he heard this sentence, he suddenly paused.

In my heart, a thought has already appeared faintly.

Is it...

"It's your work."

Qiao Zhinuan's breathing was stagnant.

Ling Yun said: "I think your works are very inspirational, would you like to know how many points I gave you?"

Qiao Zhinuan shook her head, "I don't want to."

"You are really sincere, so you just refused." Ling Yun said, "It's just that I think your color matching is a bit sloppy. You use too much black, and dark colors become dominant, making the atmosphere a bit depressing... ..."

The movement of Qiao Zhinuan's hands stopped.

dark color...

Black is used too much...

She raised her head suddenly, "What is that design draft you saw?"

"Advertising set for a big catwalk show."

Qiao Zhinuan's pupils shrank.

Ling Yun also noticed something was wrong, "What's wrong? Could it be..."

"This is not my design draft." Qiao Zhinuan took a deep breath, "My design draft is a bridal dress."

This is also something that Ling Yun never thought of.

The two looked at each other.

"It seems that all the contestants and design drawings are broken up."

"Yes," Ling Yun was a little strange, "but what is the purpose of this?"

"The purpose... I'm afraid it's not only the test of the design draft itself, but also the name in the lower right corner." Qiao Zhinuan said.

Ling Yun's eyes fell on Qiao Zhinuan's face, and he sighed softly after a long time.

After dinner, Ling Yun sent Qiao Zhinuan out.

When the two walked to the door of the restaurant, at the end of the corridor, they suddenly saw a figure.

Lin Tian didn't expect to see Qiao Zhinuan here.

She moved her fingers slightly, and when Ling Yun leaned over to help Qiao Zhinuan open the car door and let her in, she pressed the camera on the phone in her hand.

Lin Tian went to a newsstand outside, bought a new phone card, inserted it, and sent the photo to Mo Siting, then pulled out the phone card, broke it, and threw it into the trash can.

…………

When Qiao Zhinuan returned to the dormitory, Wang Ziqi and He Qianhe had already finished washing.

"Zhinuan, you're back." Wang Ziqi was lying on the head of the bed, wearing a light blue suspender nightdress, revealing a large area of ​​white and tender skin.

Qiao Zhinuan glanced at her.

"Lu Kun is not here now, and no one can see your enchanting sleeping posture."

"Tch, which eye of yours saw that I wanted to wear it for him," Wang Ziqi got off the bed, "I have some good news for you."

"what?"

"I found what Song Manman lost yesterday."

As soon as Wang Ziqi's words fell, a bang suddenly came from behind her.