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The models in clothes were obviously a little embarrassed. They looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of doubt in each other's eyes.

The cuts of the clothes are very messy, there is no sense of beauty at all, obviously not the original appearance.

I am used to this kind of thing, so I don't even need to think that this designer must have been framed.

"Miss Shen, we haven't touched your clothes before, and we just found out that it has become like this." The model wearing a short skirt said cautiously, hastily distanced himself from it.

At this moment, Shen Xueyao's mind was blank, her lips were pressed together uneasily, and her complexion turned gray every inch of her face.

The confusion and uneasiness in the models' eyes was obviously not fake, so they didn't know what was going on with the clothes.

I didn't expect that I just left once, and I was really tricked.

"Who came here when I wasn't here before?" Shen Xueyao finally found her voice, clenched her fists tightly, nails deeply embedded in her palms, and used the pain to calm herself down.

"This... There are many people in the dressing room, and we can't pay attention to go there, so we don't know who has been to your place." The models shook their heads in embarrassment.

Shen Xueman was completely silent.

In fact, she also had some guesses in her heart, fearing that Bai Qingqing and others did it.

But I really didn't see it with my own eyes, and I didn't have any evidence to question her, not to mention that there was no surveillance in the dressing room.

what to do?Could it be that I'm going to give up on the game that I've carefully prepared for so long?

The more Shen Xueyao thought about it, the paler her face became, and her body turned cold uncontrollably.

It was the first time for the company to cooperate with Qi's. If such an important project fell into his own hands.

Not to mention that the director and those people in the company who are waiting to see her digest will not let her go, even she will be depressed and blame herself to death.

Time passed by, and when Shen Xueyao was frowning, the broadcast in the dressing room rang again.

"Designer No. 25 went backstage to prepare."

No. 25 is Shen Xueyao's current number.

what to do?Shen Xueyao was very anxious, it was impossible for her to give up the game immediately, and now she could only desperately think of a remedy.

With Qi Hao helping her in the previous fashion week competition, it can be said that there was no danger.This time he is not here, so he can only solve the problem by himself.

"Miss Shen, why don't you just forget about it, the clothes are already like this, so I definitely can't take them to the competition." The model said to Shen Xueyao, pinching the corner of her skirt with some hesitation.

Wearing such a skirt, let alone Shen Xueyao will become the laughing stock of the industry, even they themselves will be ridiculed by other models.

At this time, they were already regretting in their hearts, why they were so unlucky and were assigned to Shen Xueyao's side.

The models had already retreated, but Shen Xueyao remained silent at this time.

The more difficult it was, the more she refused to bow her head because of her stubborn temper.

Taking a deep breath, she can't rely on Qi Hao to solve any problems she encounters, she must quickly think of a solution.

Looking down at the already embarrassed skirt, Shen Xueyao frowned and fell into deep thought.

The models frowned, feeling a little helpless, anyway, they had given up hope for Shen Xueyao.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

"Yes." Shen Xueyao suddenly raised her head and said with burning eyes.

"Is there any scissors, needle, thread, and ink here? Go and help me find it."

The models didn't know why, but it was true that things were well prepared here, and they brought all the things Shen Xueyao wanted.

"Makeup artist, put on makeup for them, just leave the dress to me." Shen Xueyao squatted down while opening the ink, without raising her head.

They could only nod their heads, not knowing what Shen Xueyao wanted to do.

The popularity of the fashion show gradually faded. For those elites in the industry, Qu Wan'er's designs were indeed amazing enough. On the other hand, her subsequent entries never satisfied these discerning elites. A look of lack of interest.

Seeing that everyone became a little impatient, it seemed that they had already decided on the clothes they wanted.

Qu Wan'er glanced at the audience, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her lips.She is very confident in these designs of hers. After all, she knows that everyone present cannot catch up with her own strength, so she is the most calm one.

On the other hand, Bai Qingqing, although the design of her clothes was not very brilliant, she seemed to be extremely happy.

Xiaoxue couldn't help being surprised, she leaned over and asked, "Qingqing, what's so happy about it? Aren't you afraid to go back and be criticized?"

Even Qu Wan'er looked at her curiously.

Only then did Bai Qingqing complacently say: "I helped Shen Xueyao modify her clothes, I guess she is still worrying about this matter now. Her design will be on the stage soon, it is really a good show."

Xiaoxue opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Qingqing, why did you destroy other people's clothes?"

Bai Qingqing gave her an indifferent look: "As far as the level of her small company is concerned, it would be embarrassing for her to come up, why not do it thoroughly? I did this to let her understand the gap between her and us, Lest she continue to be so overwhelmed."

Xiaoxue opened her mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say it, her eyebrows were furrowed all the time.

But Qu Wan'er just said: "In the future, don't do such unnecessary things, so as not to leave any excuses."

What she meant was that Shen Xueyao would be the bottom one anyway, and the result would not change.

"Don't worry, Miss Wan'er, anyway, she will appear in front of us again after this time." Bai Qingqing said with a smile.

"The last designer, Shen Xueyao, comes from our partner XX company. Let us look forward to the wonderful design she brings to us." The host shouted, and there was sparse applause from below.

Bai Qingqing couldn't help showing a smug smile on her face, the good show was about to begin.

The spotlight was on, and Shen Xueyao, who was wearing a white dress, looked calm and walked slowly to the front podium.

Then came the beautiful models.

Everyone's expressions were a little strange, because there was something wrong with these clothes.

Qi Hao's eyes froze slightly, he had seen Shen Xueyao's finished design, it was not like this.

Did something happen in the background?His eyes are thoughtful.

The clothes on the models are mainly black and white, with plain color as the base and ink color rendering.

Under the dazzling lights, everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the models who came slowly.

From a distance, it can be seen that the ink painting of Qingshan Daishui on the skirt, but the specific pattern cannot be seen clearly.However, there are many uneven cracks on the edge of the skirt, making these paintings incomplete.There are a few drops of thick ink on the crack, covering the original appearance of the pattern.

"Bringing such rubbish to the fashion sale, do you look down on our YU Group or the industry elites here?" Bai Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then sarcastically mercilessly.

She was sure that those cuts were her own handwriting. As for why the clothes became like this, she didn't know, anyway, it was right to ridicule.

Her voice was not too small, and because of the special location, many people around heard her voice, frowned for a while, and began to whisper among each other.

Shen Xueyao was unmoved and didn't care.

It was a person who spoke out, and asked curiously: "Miss Shen, your clothes are really unique, can you tell us your creative ideas?"

"My works are to promote our Chinese traditional paintings, the meaning of poetry, and the environment of ink and wash. I want to tell you that in recent years, most of our designs have been biased towards foreign topics, but Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and we never lack the ability to become The element that leads the fashion trend, but I just don't know how to use it." Shen Xueyao's lips curled up slightly, and she was in high spirits under the spotlight, her self-confidence was still high, everyone's eyes seemed to be glued and couldn't move away.

"And now, my works have added another meaning." Having said this, Shen Xueyao's tone paused slightly.

The models behind them had already walked to the front position. They were wearing high heels, and their slender bodies spun around in place, like a weak willow crumbling against the wind, or like a summer flower blooming and swaying.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gasping for air, and I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

The skirt designed by Shen Xueyao is completely invisible when it is not unfolded. However, when the picture is fully unfolded and the pictures of the skirt are connected together, their whole picture is slowly unfolded in front of everyone like a beautiful picture scroll.

It was originally a complete ink painting of mountains and rivers, but after these fractures were processed by Shen Xueyao, it became a fragmented scroll.

The fracture of space makes people's reverie more profound. The picture is like a poignant swan song, which reminds people of the decline of civilization and the falling of stars.

"The country is broken and the mountains and rivers are here." An old man in a suit and leather shoes slowly read this sentence, his eyes moistened.

"My God, it's so beautiful. Great China has declined and prospered, but our noble civilization has never been truly lost. It is still waiting for us to retrieve it."

The people below were deeply touched and couldn't help sighing, looking at the skirt with infinite memories and emotions.

The models stopped spinning and the skirts dropped.

Shen Xueyao's eyes caught Bai Qingqing who was dull-eyed in the audience, and said slowly: "Even if a pearl is knocked into dust, it still exudes amazing beauty, because it is a pearl."

Immediately, everyone in the audience stood up at the same time, and the applause was thunderous.

Qi Hao looked deeply at the shining girl on the stage, the corners of his lips were raised slightly, and his face was full of nostalgic tenderness and admiration.

His Yaoyao is indeed the best.

"How could this be?" Bai Qingqing looked at the scene in disbelief, feeling at a loss.