Great Power Army Reclamation

The competition on the second day was fierce from the beginning, and the judges were all celebrities in the fashion industry. There are also executives from major fashion companies. These people have been in the clothing industry for so many years and have a keen sense and feel for clothing.

Of course, major companies will definitely have selfish motives, which is to let their own designers win awards. This is naturally of great benefit to the company's sales.

The works of these thirty designers are naturally unique. Therefore, the competition is very fierce, and the judges of major companies have begun to have a tendency to score.

Of course, this has to be maintained at a certain level. They are all people of status, so their appearance will naturally not be too ugly.

The first one to appear was Jack's work, because Ye Yuze had been too bored watching it these days. So he pulled Yang Geyong over. Aren’t brothers the same ones who share the same difficulties?

As a result, both of them were shocked as soon as the model came out. The model wore a fiery red dress with a high collar and a circle of feathers on the collar.

Ye Yuze looked at it for a long time and thought it looked like something, but he couldn't figure it out. At this time, Yang Geyong couldn't help but sigh: "Is fashion just about dressing people up as fighting cocks?"

Ye Yuze suddenly realized that this clothes was like a fighting cock with its hair exploding and ready to fight? It seems that his brother's eyesight is better than his.

There was a burst of applause from the audience and the two people looked at each other. Ye Yuze asked: "Brother, do you think I will win a prize if I bring Kazakh national costumes here?"

Yang Geyong thought for a long time and shook his head: "No, those are too normal. The things here should be particularly abnormal."

Ye Yuze began to look at Yang Geyong with admiration. This guy's observation skills were really better than his own. He couldn't figure out the pattern after watching it for several days.

After watching for a while, Yang Geyong took Ye Yuze out to smoke. Smoking was not allowed on such occasions, and Sun Lanyu glared at the two people for a long time but was unable to stop them.

When I came back, I happened to catch up with Yu'e's works. This time it's a skirt, pure black, sleeveless. It shrinks quickly from the armpits to the waist, like an inverted triangle.

The hem of the skirt is supported and slightly spread out, making it look like a right triangle. There is a black belt on the waist, and the iron buckle of the belt is two upper and lower triangles. At first glance, it looks like the corners of two triangles: the upper body and the lower body.

The model also wears a hat on her head, which is a pure white wide-brimmed hat with no accessories and is simple. But when paired with this black skirt, it looks so harmonious.

The model walked around gracefully, and there was a burst of admiration from the audience. Several judges couldn't help but express admiration.

"This looks good, but can they like it?" Yang Geyong began to question, and Ye Yuze shook his head. The thinking of experts is not something ordinary people can understand.

This time, unexpectedly, Yu'e's score was very high. The scoring in the semi-finals is no longer as random as the selection rounds, and perfect scores are rarely given. However, he also scored four nine points and one 8.5. There is no problem in entering the finals with this result.

Yang Geyong pulled Ye Yuze away. He really couldn't bear it anymore. I guess after reading this, I won’t know what to wear when I go out. I might as well get a bed sheet to cover my body in style.

He dragged Ye Yuze to go through the change procedures. Ye Yuze was reluctant to go, thinking that there would be an internal contract. But Yang Geyong refused and insisted on changing the business license. Ye Yuze had no choice but to let him go.

Maybe because Yu'e and Sun Lanyu were too excited, they didn't notice the two people leaving. So after the two of them finished changing the procedures, Ye Yuze didn't want to go back. It's been so boring these days.

The two decided to go to a dance club to have fun, but they didn't want to go to the red light district. Neither of them had that hobby.

We went to eat something first. The barbecued pork here in Hong Kong is pretty good. This is one of those foods that both people can enjoy.

Two people actually found Chinese Moutai at a stall, and the price was only a dozen Hong Kong dollars. Why are you so polite? Let's drink.

Maybe it’s been a long time since we had a drink together, so the two of us drank five bottles of wine without realizing it. Yang Geyong had no reaction, and Ye Yuze was a little dizzy.

It is extremely rare for people to drink like this in Hong Kong. Many people looked at them strangely, and even the boss advised them not to drink anymore.

Ye Yuze thanked the boss for a few words and left. He also said to Yang Geyong: "Look, Hong Kong people are not bad. They also know not to drink too much. This doesn't happen in northern Xinjiang, right?"

Yang Geyong nodded: "We're afraid you don't drink much, that's the difference!"

The boss looked at the backs of the two people and said to the wife of the boss: "It's okay, let's go. Who will settle the score for them if they drink again? If we can drink so well, why don't we die?"

The landlady nodded: "Don't sell so much wine to mainlanders in the future."

I casually hailed a taxi and said I was going to the dance club. The driver took them to a dance hall called Monopoly in Central.

The whole five-story house is like a dance hall, but it's just that people are doing horse-killing and chicken-making above. The driver said it was a regular horse killing a chicken.

Yang Geyong didn't finish his drink and asked for another bottle of whiskey at the bar. In fact, whiskey has a higher alcohol content than Chinese liquor. It is said to be 90 degrees.

But Ye Yuze has never seen it before. The highest degree displayed in the bar at the moment is only 60 degrees.

The dancers in the nightclub are different. One is wearing less clothes, and the other is dancing boldly. Paired with exciting music and alcohol, this is a place that makes men's blood swell. No matter how depressed a person is, they can easily be stirred up in such an environment.

The two people did not go to the side of the stage, but found a booth to sit down. Yang Geyong can't dance. Although Ye Yuze can dance, he seldom dances.

Yang Geyong poured another glass of wine for Ye Yuze, then took a sip from the glass and said with a smile: "Actually, it's good not to have a woman, otherwise they would be grinding away after a sip of wine."

Ye Yuze said in surprise: "Little Apple can't be like that, right? I remember she can drink well?"

Yang Geyong pouted: "You can do anything before you go to bed. After you go to bed, you can't do anything. Women are born with a desire to control. It seems that they have nothing to do if they don't care about men."

Ye Yuze thought for a moment that this was really the case, and couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, will you marry Yu'e? I think she is quite suitable for you."

Ye Yuze shook his head: "She and I haven't even been in love, how about we get married?"

Yang Geyong knew that Ye Yuze would never lie to him, so he asked curiously: "You live together for two whole days, only sleeping and not falling in love?"

Ye Yuze said angrily: "Which of your eyes saw me sleeping together? We didn't even hold hands, right?"

Yang Geyong shook his head, somewhat confused.