Chapter 270 Dream Wedding

Xu Yi sat elegantly and upright, with only Zhou Minglan between him and Zhou Zhiyin.

Zhou Zhiyin wanted to remind Xu Yi to be careful because her cousin had a strange personality and would do all kinds of things to people she didn't like.

But after all, there was a gap between them, so Zhou Zhiyin couldn't speak.

Zhou Minglan probably saw through her, glanced at her, and reminded her, "Sister, what do you want to do?"

"That's enough, play well."

"As for the competition, I will definitely play well and win. I will also get my place back."

Zhou Minglan, Zhou Zhiyin on the left, and Xu Yi on the right. Xu Yi heard the voice and said, "Zhou Minglan, be careful."

"What should I be careful about?"

"Big screen, now, it'll be on later. It's not good for you."

Just as he finished speaking, the big screen cut to the top three of them, and the reporter explained, "Everyone can see that the top three selected, Ms. Zhou Zhiyin, Ms. Zhou Minglan, and Ms. Xu Yi, are having a cordial and friendly conversation."

Zhou Minglan almost cursed, "Friendly as hell."

Xu Yi couldn't stop laughing. Although Zhou Minglan looked annoying, she didn't really hate her. Instead, she thought she was funny.

Sure enough, life is very comfortable without internal conflicts.

The competition started and the contestants were all nervous before the theme of the competition scrolled on the big screen.

Having been through selection in various districts, I am particularly afraid that the theme this time will be "no title".

Finally the theme was decided and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"A dream wedding."

Zhou Zhiyin was at a loss, Xu Yi was also stunned for a moment, everyone was a little surprised, but quickly lowered their heads and started drawing.

In the dream wedding, Xu Yi and Song Yanming got married in a low-key and secret marriage. There was no wedding at all; it was just a ceremony at best, just for show.

But Song Yanming promised her that he would give her a wedding. Xu Yi said that she didn't care about it, but she had also imagined what her wedding would be like.

Designers started to write their own designs.

The design for this final will be AI'd by several professionals after submission to show everyone the finished product.

The ultimate effect requires the expertise and tacit understanding of designers and AI personnel.

But the competition is fair. The works of the final few winning contestants will only be AI-ed out after the design drafts are determined.

As for the effect, the Jiangcheng organizers will never contradict themselves. They pay more attention to the effect of the competition than anyone else.

When the competition started, Zhou Minglan's eyes never stopped on her own paper. Everyone's brushes were moving. Zhou Minglan said, "You became Mrs. Song through dishonorable means. There is no wedding, right? Could this dream wedding be a deliberate mockery by the organizers?"

"To be mocked by the organizers like this shows that I am not an ordinary person. It's pretty good."

Zhou Minglan sneered, "As expected, you are so thick-skinned that no one can hurt you."

"If I can be taken advantage of so easily, and cats and dogs can affect my emotions, then there is not much meaning in living."

Zhou Minglan said coldly, "I hope, I hope you can continue to be so arrogant."

Every girl has a princess dream, wanting to wear a holy wedding dress and marry the person she loves.

However, after experiencing Yang Kun's deception, Zhou Zhiyin became somewhat self-doubting. If she imagined Qin Moyu as the protagonist of the wedding, she could be very inspired, but once the protagonist became herself, she had no sense of involvement at all.

Offstage, even Rao Mengna was worried about her situation.

The assistant said, "Mr. Rao, the young lady is very talented and has many years of experience. She has also achieved very good results in previous competitions."

"This time is different. It's a city-level competition, which happens once every five years. She cares a lot about it."

"She cares so much that she can perform at her true level."

If it was before, Rao Mengna would not be worried, but this time, it was a little different.

Before Zhou Yuanshan came to her to confess the matter about Yang Kun, Rao Mengna tried to stop him, wanting him to tell her after the design competition was over.

But Zhou Yuanshan was afraid of more trouble and criticized her, "It's too late. How important is the result of a competition? If Yang Kun takes advantage of this opportunity, can you bear the consequences if something happens to your daughter? I will always remember how the Yuancheng couple died!"

On the stage, Rao Mengna saw Zhou Zhiyin's uneasiness. Although she was writing all the time and did not seem to have any hesitation, it was precisely this that made people most worried.

Under the stage, Jiang Qing also came with Tuantuan in her arms. She was worried that the baby would be too noisy, but Tuantuan was sensible and fell asleep quietly as soon as he sat in his seat.

Jiang Qing said, "Look at what your mother is doing, Tuantuan, don't go to sleep yet."

"Take a look."

Tuantuan looked uninterested, with his eyelids drooping, and soon he fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Looking at the theme on the big screen and Xu Yi's focused expression when the camera cut to him, Jiang Qing suddenly felt a little ashamed.

At that time, she wasn't even given a wedding, a wedding in her dream. Isn't that ironic?

Qin Moyu said to Song Yuqian, "Did Song Yanming come up with this theme to mock himself?"

"What did you say?"

Song Yuqian frowned, "Under the circumstances at the time, you can't blame my brother for not having a wedding."

"That's right."

Those who know know that it was Xu Yi who seduced Song Yanming and wanted to become Mrs. Song. Those who don’t know think that the Song family is perverted for giving themselves a child bride. She was clearly like an adopted daughter from the beginning, but in the end she became a daughter-in-law.

In the front row, the judges were discussing the competition in low voices.

The short-haired female designer asked, "The first place winner is the daughter of CEO Rao and CEO Zhou. She is very talented. Have you seen her second selection work?"

"I've seen it, it has great potential, but the theme this time is different from the previous ones. As for design, there are always surprises."

"I'm more optimistic about number two, Zhou Minglan. She came back from abroad specially and is very supportive of this kind of large-scale event in Jiangcheng. Do you know what her background is?"

“Design only looks at the work, not the background.”

“The third place in the city should not be underestimated.”

"Compared to the third place, the first and second place are stronger."

"Song Yanming's wife, the Crown Princess of the Song Group..."

Several judges laughed and said, "It's old news."

"The Song Consortium will probably have to change its appearance soon and re-enter the vision of Jiangcheng people."

"That's right, Jiangcheng is going to change."

Several judges were chatting when they suddenly saw someone from the organizer walking towards them. The assistant next to the person in charge whispered, "Judges, keep your voices down. The sponsor is unhappy."

"Investors?"

One of the short-haired stylists subconsciously glanced at Song Yanming in the VIP seat, just once, and quickly looked away.

The judges' seats suddenly became unspeakably quiet.

After Xu Yi finished her work, she found that others were still drawing, even Zhou Zhiyin and Zhou Minglan were still drawing. She was afraid that if she checked it and made some corrections, it would make it worse.

He just stood up and handed over the design draft in a casual manner.