Chapter 345 Complex Emotions
Xu Yi looked so serious while drawing that Zhou Mingchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips when he saw it.
Owen looked at Zhou Mingchen's smiling face, then at the figure on the stage, "Mr. Zhou likes it?"
Zhou Mingchen then realized that the corners of his lips had never been pressed down, and he found it very strange.
He had not spoken a word to the person on the stage. Before he met her, he had heard his sister Zhou Minglan say many bad things about her. Logically, he should have had a bad impression of her.
But after meeting, just one glance made him feel particularly close to her.
"If Mr. Zhou likes it, after the game, why not..."
Zhou Mingchen frowned, shook his head and said, "First place in the Jiangcheng City Fashion Contest."
“Who among those who come here is not one of the best?”
"She was married."
If they are not married, he can consider asking her out to get to know him.
Most of the women around him were extremely sexy and beautiful, some of them were mixed-race, but once you get used to them, it’s like looking at a wide variety of merchandise on a shelf; they’re no longer fresh to you.
Maybe it's because he hasn't been back to China for a long time. Compared with sexy and beautiful ones, he still prefers playful and cute ones...
There were so many contestants on the stage, and Zhou Mingchen's eyes were always on Xu Yi.
The movement of her drawing moved her long sleeves. Halfway through the drawing, she would sometimes frown, sometimes smile, and her expressions were particularly rich.
You can even tell that she has encountered difficulties by her depressed expression, and if she smiles, it means the problem has been solved.
Zhou Mingchen was observing her the whole time and thought she was very interesting. He also looked at the other contestants. Each of them seemed to be fighting for their lives, with a proud look on their faces, and they wanted to use all their abilities.
Including her own sister Zhou Minglan, the same thing happened. They were full of energy and had a strong desire to win. It was as if there were flames burning above their heads...
"Mr. Zhou, Miss Minglan seems to be in very good condition today. Everything is going well."
"Ah."
"Ms. Zhiyin, the last incident didn't seem to have any effect on her."
"Owen."
"Mr. Zhou?"
"Shut up, it's too noisy."
Song Yanming sat in a corner where no one would notice him, and Luo Bin sat next to him.
He came here specifically to replace Qin Tai, and there was no one to guide him, so he was afraid that he would not do a good job.
"Mr. Song, if I didn't do anything right, please tell me. This is my first time."
Song Yanming nodded and put the coffee in his hand aside.
Luo Bin asked again, "Mr. Song, would you like to eat something?"
"I'll call you if I need you."
Luo Bin fell silent, looking at Song Yanming, the crowd in the audience, and the big screen, and he was visibly uneasy.
Luo Bin never dreamed that there would be a day when he would be able to serve Mr. Song specifically.
"Mr. Song, I'm very nervous."
Robin looked at him.
Song Yanming's eyes fell on him coldly, "Do you need me to do anything for you?"
"That's not necessary, Mr. Song. I'm just nervous."
"Just sit still and don't talk."
In comparison, Qin Tai is more comfortable using it.
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The competition is a very long process, and some designers simply tear up the drawings halfway through.
Some people would hit their heads halfway through a painting, as if their inspiration had run out and they just couldn't put the pen to paper.
Zhou Zhiyin also felt unprecedented pressure. She had achieved some success in design in the past and was known as a design genius in school. However, this was her first time to participate in such a large competition abroad.
Her mind was in a mess. Although she had done a lot of homework, when she actually arrived at the competition site and saw many designers whose names she had only seen in magazines, she felt a little confused.
Sometimes I think of my mother Rao Mengna, sometimes I think of my father Zhou Yuanshan, and sometimes I think of Yang Kun.
Less than half an hour after the competition started, Zhou Zhiyin had already torn up several pieces of paper. There was no doubt that if this happened in China, she would be finished if she had to submit the manuscript within the specified time.
Lin Rachel glanced at the uneasy Zhou Zhiyin, her forehead slightly sweating, and drew her own design drawings.
Xu Yi probably knew what Lin Rachel was thinking. She must have been thinking that if someone as strong as Zhou Zhiyin couldn't bear the pressure of the competition, then what about her...
Xu Yi cleared his throat and said to Lin Rachel from a short distance, "Calm down, there will be no problem. Just play normally, just as you would in a domestic competition. Don't be afraid of losing face."
The sentence Lin Ruiqiu said most before coming was, "No matter what happened before, we must perform well in this competition and let those foreigners see our true strength. Otherwise, it would be a disgrace to the country."
How can I perform well under such great pressure?
Lin Rachel looked at Xu Yi and whispered, "Zhou Zhiyin is nervous."
Xu Yi looked at Zhou Zhiyin with a worried look on his face, and then said to Lin Rachel, "You draw your picture."
She stood up, and immediately everyone's attention was on her.
Although the competition allows contestants to move around and look at their opponents' designs, everyone knows that no one wants their designs to be seen by others.
No one wants to be the first one to stand up and look at other people's designs.
But Xu Yi got up.
She was wearing a blue traditional-style dress, which was already eye-catching. When she stepped on it, she not only attracted a lot of attention from the audience, but also attracted the attention of the contestants on the stage.
Some designers are rather cunning and think she has bad intentions when they see her stand up.
One contestant spoke directly to her in English. Xu Yi didn't understand what he said. The accents were very complicated and it was difficult for her to understand.
She smiled at the other person, then stood up and started walking.
Everyone was disgusted with her, but there were also a small number of people who were eager to try.
Some people have already started traveling around, looking at designs and learning from them, so does that mean they can do it too?
But...but no one wants to be too obvious.
Offstage, Song Yuqian suddenly sneered, "I see."
"What's wrong, Sister Yuqian?"
Yuan Siyu has been eating, "Sister Yuqian, try this."
"Siyu, if you keep eating like this, you'll be several pounds heavier by the end of the competition."
"I've had my period recently, so I need to eat more good food to replenish my body."
"Eat it yourself."
Song Yuqian looked at the stage, feeling a little worried, "I wonder if she can understand."
"What are you talking about, Sister Yuqian, what do you understand?"
"The organizers allowed the contestants to look at each other's designs this time. In fact, it is not necessarily a good thing for everyone to look at other people's designs during the competition. Instead, it will make your mood very complicated."
"why?"
"In the competition, the most practical thing is to concentrate on drawing your own picture. It's just like an exam. During the exam, can the teacher allow us to move around freely?"
“The answers to the exam are fixed, but the answers to the design are not fixed.”
“So, it’s a psychological challenge.”
Xu Yi had already stood up and was looking at designs everywhere, which made Song Yuqian very nervous. She took back her previous words. She hoped that Xu Yi would sit down immediately and draw his own picture carefully.