A single biography of the ninth generation? I gave birth to three babies, my wife is crazy and rich

"Teacher Amy, I'll go first!"

Song Xin stepped forward very actively and deliberately pushed Song Chi aside.

Song Chi raised her eyebrows. She could choose not to answer first, but facing Song Xin's provocation, she couldn't lose in terms of momentum, so she stepped firmly and refused to give in even a little bit.

Song Xin squeezed her again.

Song Chi was as steady as a mountain. His shoulder moved slightly. Song Xincuo didn't care about it. His foot twisted and severe pain came gradually.

Song Xin's face turned red with anger and she glared at her.

Song Chi raised his eyebrows.

"Ms. Song Xin, you're supposed to speak first, so go ahead!"

The two secretly competed.

Amy looked at the two of them and found that they were secretly competing with each other. She shook her head helplessly.

Song Xin restrained her emotions and put on an elegant smile.

"Teacher Amy, my work is called 'Queen'. As the name suggests, it is like a queen, dazzling and eye-catching. It is the focus of people, and the people who wear it will also be the focus like the queen. This is my design concept!"

After hearing this, Amy glanced at her indifferently, then turned to look at Song Chi.

"What about you?"

Song Chi smiled faintly and explained.

"My products are named 'ink', 'Jiangnan', 'Distant Mountains', 'Indigo', etc...

Their names and designs are related to the new Chinese style. They are low-key and have connotations, and are more suitable for daily wear. On the other hand, they are better promoting Chinese culture..."

Song Chi gave a long speech, expressing his own ideas.

Hearing this, Amy couldn't help nodding and looked at her with admiration.

Seeing her reaction, Song Chi and Song Xin both knew what was going on.

Luo Tiantian stepped forward tactfully.

"Teacher Amy, here are two cards, please vote!"

When Song Xin saw Teacher Amy's expression, she roughly knew the answer and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Teacher Amy, vote for me, I'm your student!"

In her haste, she forgot to lower the volume.

Amy glared at her.

"How dare you say that? How could I have a student as stupid as you!"

She had a look of 'there is no way to help a piece of rotten wood'.

If it were anyone else, who would dare to offend this rich young lady? However, Teacher Amy is famous for her straightforward character, and she would never deliberately bend over backwards!

Song Xin's face was full of question marks.

"As a designer, you need not only ability, aesthetics, design concepts and core, but also the ability to create a new world of design. If you only see the high profile but not the connotation and culture,

On the contrary, Mrs. Mu understands better than you, what have you learned from being by my side all these years! "

After saying this, Teacher Amy directly gave both votes in her hand to Song Chi.

Song Chi was very grateful.

"Thank you, Teacher Amy."

Amy watched her admiringly.

"Mrs. Mu, when you're done, we'll have a good talk."

Luo Tiantian asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Mrs. Mu, if you want to learn systematically, I am willing to accept you as my last disciple and pass on all my life's learning to you."

Song Chi couldn't believe it when he heard it.

"Teacher Amy, are you kidding?"

"certainly……"

There were some things that she couldn't say here, but she approved of Song Chi's design.

She is very talented, and her ideas and professional skills are not inferior to others, but she still needs systematic learning to reach a higher level in terms of skills.

Song Chi naturally understood this principle.

"Ms. Amy, of course I am willing."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work, we'll talk later."

"Okay, Teacher Amy!"

The two smiled at each other. Teacher Amy glared at Song Xin in dissatisfaction, then turned and left.

Song Xin: “…”

The scene before her was like a knife, stabbing her heart and making it bleed.

She was so embarrassed that her chest heaved up and down and her face turned red and white.

Zhu Mengjiang, who was silent on the side, had a variety of expressions on his face.

As a mother, she was very angry when she saw her precious daughter being criticized in public.

However, when he saw that Teacher Amy recognized Song Chi and wanted to accept her as her last disciple.

She was surprised, but at the same time, she felt an uncontrollable admiration for Song Chi.

My precious daughter was humiliated. She actually admired her daughter's mortal enemy? !

Zhu Mengjiang couldn't understand why he felt this way. For a moment, he had a severe headache and felt very upset.

The crowd watching the excitement around did not understand the professional knowledge, but when such a prestigious teacher Amy, who was also Song Xin's private tutor, said that she was not as good as Song Chi, everyone suddenly realized.

Looking more closely at Song Chi's design, I instantly understood what the word "long-lasting to look at" meant.

Song Chi's many works become more beautiful the more you look at them.

Song Xin's works look good at first glance, but if you look at them a few more times, you'll feel bored!

Five minutes to vote!

There are only three minutes left.

The atmosphere seemed even more thrilling.

"There are only three minutes left, go canvass for votes!"

In the first round, Song Xin had the advantage because she had the most tickets in her box.

The arrival of Teacher Amy is an opportunity for a reversal.

Whether the situation can be reversed depends on the remaining three minutes.

Song Chi agreed with Luo Tiantian's proposal.

"Okay, let's go canvass together."

The group left with their works.

Luo Tiantian helped Song Chi to call people, while Zhu Mengjiang helped Song Xin to call people.

During the vote-gathering session, Zhu Mengjiang secretly observed Song Chi.

At that time, Song Chi was explaining his design seriously and did not notice her gaze.

It is said that serious women are the most beautiful.

At this moment, she was so charming that Zhu Mengjiang couldn't help but be dazzled.

At this moment, she suddenly wondered if her prejudice against her was too arbitrary!

Suddenly, her heart felt like it was scratched by a cat. It felt stuffy, itchy and very uncomfortable.

Song Xin noticed her emotions and jealousy flashed through her heart again.

She pretended to be innocent.

"Mom, what are you looking at? Help me canvass for votes."

"Uh, okay~"

Zhu Mengjiang turned around and went back to work.

Song Xin glanced at Song Chi and gritted her teeth secretly.

She had already lost face just now, and she must not lose to her again in this vote-gathering!

Otherwise, she will be too ashamed to stay in this circle!

With a flash of her eyes, Song Xin looked around in the crowd.

As luck would have it, there was a sister in the crowd with whom she had a good relationship, which surprised her greatly.

Song Xin hurriedly walked towards the person and whispered something in her ear. The person nodded, cast a vote, and then turned and left.

When Song Chi turned around, he saw a large number of passers-by suddenly coming.

There were about several hundred passers-by, and they all surrounded Song Xin and clamored to vote for her.

Song Xin's eyebrows rose with joy and she raised her eyebrows proudly towards Song Chi.

Song Chi frowned.

"Chi Chi, why are there so many people suddenly coming to vote for Song Xin? There's only one and a half minutes left. If this continues, Song Xin will definitely win!"

"What should I do? Will I lose to this green tea bitch?"