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At noon, Eno posted on Weibo, announcing that there would be a live statement tonight, but Xia En didn't make any moves.

Prior to this, Xia En himself responded to a few messages on Weibo in support of her, including mutual friends in the fashion circle.

The fashion circle looks down on the show business circle, and the show business circle looks down on the internet celebrity circle.

They have absolutely no upper hand in this matter.

Eno faced Zhan Qianrui, slapping the table with his slender hands: "You must prepare well, make sure everything is safe, we have no way out!"

Xuan You walked over and said with a smile: "Okay, there are still two hours left for the live broadcast. Don't make her so nervous, eat something."

She put a plate of delicious KFC fried chicken wings in front of Zhan Qianrui.

When Zhan Qianrui is under pressure, he likes to eat fried chicken wings, especially KFC's.Xuanyou specifically asked the reason, and the explanation he got was that McDonald's food was a bit spicy...

Zhan Qianrui was very touched by this, and she didn't expect Xuanyou to remember her preferences.

But she still rejected her kindness: "Let's share it with everyone. It's been a hard day today. Besides, I don't have much appetite."

Xuanyou patted her head, took out the fried chicken wings, and took a few chocolate bars when he came back: "Eat some to replenish energy."

She squatted down, looked at Zhan Qianrui and said, "You haven't eaten much for lunch, and you won't be able to hold on if you don't have enough energy for a while."

Zhan Qianrui took it: "Thank you."

She tore open the package, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed hungrily, hoping to finish eating quickly so that she could have more time to familiarize herself with the manuscript.

"Be careful, don't choke." Seeing Zhan Qianrui, Xuan You's complexion suddenly changed, and the color of his cheeks turned red visible to the naked eye. He immediately unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her.

Zhan Qianrui took it and drank half a bottle of water before slowly recovering: "This is the first time I choked on chocolate."

"You are also the first live broadcast to prove that you are not a designer who plagiarized other people's work." Eno said while eating fried chicken wings.

Zhan Qianrui didn't care about her, and looked down at the materials in his hand.

Xuanyou accompanied her quietly, staring at her for a while and said: "Actually, you don't need to be nervous. Even if something unexpected happened to the live broadcast, you forgot the words, or something else happened... You can say it according to the feeling when you created it, it's not Can't."

When Zhan Qianrui told Xuan You, his source of inspiration was extremely brilliant.

Not only are the eyes glowing, but the whole person seems to be bathed in the morning light, emitting a light that makes it hard to move your eyes from the inside out.

Xuanyou doesn't think Zhan Qianrui is very talkative. Although she has a lot of words, she can always find the most suitable words when talking about her works.

Perhaps with this, some audiences will empathize.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the live broadcast started on time.

An hour ago, Yinuo and Zhan Qianrui had their makeup done, their hair done, and a set of clothes suitable for live broadcasting under the hands of a makeup artist.

Zhan Qianrui wanted to drink water again, but Yinuo only asked her to take a sip to moisten her throat, and then asked someone to take away the mineral water: "Drink it again, it's time for lip makeup. The live broadcast will last for at least an hour. If you can't go to the toilet, don't Thinking about drinking water."

Xuanyou didn't stop her, and she also saw that Zhan Qianrui kept drinking water because of nervousness rather than thirst.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room to ensure the temperature, humidity and ventilation.The equipment for the live broadcast was specially rented today. Fortunately, Zhan Qianrui grew up in Gongzhou and has many reliable friends around him, so he didn't waste too much time and energy on these chores.

After the start, Eno explained the ins and outs of the matter: "Today's hot search on Weibo revealed that our designer is suspected of plagiarizing Xia En's work at Beijing International Fashion Week last week. As you can see , the two garments are very similar in appearance."

She spoke in an orderly manner, seemingly calm, but her hands were cold: "First of all, I want to declare that our designer, Miss Zhan Qianrui who is sitting next to me, has absolutely no plagiarism. Secondly, in the following During the time, she will explain her creative concept to everyone in detail. Audience friends can leave a message to ask questions at any time, and we will answer the questions that everyone cares about."

Yinuo touched Zhan Qianrui with his foot underneath, indicating that she could start talking.

After Zhan Qianrui took a deep breath, he greeted the audience and introduced himself.

She opened the sketchbook and turned to the page where the design drawing was completed.

The radio effect of the live broadcast equipment is very good.

Zhan Qianrui's throat was dry, and she didn't dare to clear her throat, for fear that the audience would feel uncomfortable: "This sketchbook has been with me for more than ten years, and I have been using it since high school. This costume design drawing is my seven-year sketchbook. It was drawn before. Influenced by the genius Allen, bowknots and lace elements often appeared in the clothes of that year."

"I studied business in college, and I have never studied professional fashion design, including painting as an amateur. Therefore, the finished draft looks a bit immature..." She stared straight at the camera, her eyes widening. Don't dare to blink.

Your mind is full of what Eno told you before, you must look directly at the camera when you speak, otherwise the audience will feel that you are not looking at them squarely.

The messages were sent very quickly, and several of them were:

"Could the designer just blink."

"Being stared at is creepy all the time."

"Please, don't look at me so directly."

The staff quickly realized the problem and wrote on the whiteboard—the stare is too dead.

Zhan Qianrui was still speaking according to what had been discussed beforehand, and she didn't understand what "staring too deadly" meant at all.

Is the audience dissatisfied with her introducing too much of her background?Or, there are too many viewers watching the live broadcast, and everyone is staring at this matter?

She was still staring straight at the camera, and the staff, including the camera, gestured to her anxiously.

Zhan Qianrui was already nervous, but when he saw the content on the whiteboard, he was even more nervous. He couldn't comprehend the exact meaning, and he was completely nervous.

Her palms were sweating, and her fingertips were covered with sweat.With her mouth open, she repeated the manuscript mechanically, and there were more and more messages saying that her eyes were creepy:

"I haven't seen it if I don't say it, but it's true when I say it."

"Do you have any live broadcast experience? It's as stiff as a wooden man."

"A word reader? It's better to ask the PR to write a clarification post and post it directly on the Internet."

The staff was in a hurry, but fortunately they got to the part showing the detailed pictures.

Zhan Qianrui turned the sketchbook forward a few pages: "This page is a rough draft, and I only drew a rough idea. After that, I perfected the details step by step. The upper left is the collar of the dress, the lower left is the cuff, and the right is the skirt. The pendulum design..."

She turned another page: "Here is the design draft of lace and the pattern of bow. I have drawn them."

Although Zhan Qianrui explained very hard, the audience did not buy it:

"What's the use of saying this, can you come up with some hard evidence?"

"The ready-made clothes are out, of course there are design drawings."

"Let's see what the design draft is, take it!"

……

"It doesn't feel like saying anything at all."

"Don't look at it, wasting so much time, it's all for nothing, just listen to the result when the time comes."

"Go and go, same result."

"It's because the game is not good, or the TV series is not good."

……

Some people quit the live broadcast room, and new viewers joined.Overall, the number of viewers continues to rise.

Zhan Qianrui finally talked about the key part: "As you can see, I only have the design drawing on paper. After scanning the copy, I take it to the factory to make a pattern to make a sample, and then put it into production. I have no way to prove that this design When was the picture drawn? But..."

She continued to turn backwards: "I drew a lot of different kinds at the time. The overall design style is relatively similar, but that one is better, so it was selected by Yinuo and mass-produced. You can take a look."

Zhan Qianrui showed other design drafts in the sketchbook, and the staff typed the scanned copies to the public screen.

The audience can see the details of the work more clearly.

At first glance, the style is indeed similar.A knowledgeable person can see that there is a high probability that it is from the same designer.

However, the message is still:

"With all due respect, this does not mean that you did not plagiarize this one."

"Design students also feel that these works are drawn by one person, but..."

"How about some hard evidence?"

……

"There must be no hard evidence, otherwise why live broadcast, directly post and sue."

……

Zhan Qianrui and Yinuo could see some of the messages.

Yinuo was in a low mood, she understood that the live broadcast has not saved any popularity.

She tried her best to maintain a good state, and introduced the live broadcast into the questioning session of the audience: "What I want to explain, I have said almost, and I will answer everyone's questions. If you have any questions, just ask, we will definitely give a positive answer."

Many people ask questions, mainly for:

"I don't want to ask anything else, I just want both parties to show the storage time of the design drawing, so that it is clear at a glance."

"Upstairs, second."

……

In addition to the onlookers eating melons, there are some comments that are obviously from the opponent:

"Plagiarism is undoubtedly, and there is no evidence at all."

"Is this considered evidence? After copying the big cards, I randomly took out a few pictures and said that I drew them."

"Wait to be sued."

"It's totally unbelievable. It's a waste of time to read it. Let's go."

……

Xuanyou watched everything closely, logged into his private account, and sent out a few messages.

Amidst the scolding, a few lines were mixed in:

"Want to hear creative ideas."

"I'm a little curious about the designer's thoughts."

……

Among the countless negative voices, Zhan Qianrui was moved when she saw these few things.She really couldn't answer the audience's biggest question.

She just doesn't have hard evidence, there's no way.

Zhan Qianrui sat up straight: "When I drew this design, I was studying in London. There was an antique shop over there, which sold mostly items from the Victorian period. At that time, lace was very popular, and almost all women's clothing in the upper class knew it. Yes. They need to wear a corset to make the waist look slimmer. It is the same bad habit as the foot binding of women in the feudal era in China. I was thinking, why must the skirt with the concept of lace be retro and gorgeous? It is It is not possible to present the beauty of women in a concise way. After all, not all women have a thin waist less than one foot seven, and not all women have skinny ankles.