Chapter 347 She Likes Men with Heavy Taste

Xu Yi said that the ranking didn't matter and that he didn't have much hope, but how could that be possible?

Who doesn't want to be good? They are just afraid that the result will disappoint them, so they give themselves some comfort in advance.

Only Xu Yi knew clearly that she was not in a good state today. The theme was "dreams", but where did dreams come from in such a noisy scene.

The reason why Zhou Zhiyin felt uncomfortable was probably because the "dream" was very likely a nightmare for her.

So what about her? What is her "dream"?

To Xu Yi, everything around her seemed like a dream. From the moment she came into this book, everything was a dream, which made her feel a little unrealistic.

But… the pain of fainting during childbirth was real, and so was interlocking fingers with Song Yanming, being pressed on the bed and kissed by him, being caressed and pampered by him over and over again, all of which were real.

What is true and what is false? Is it the Xu Yi who works from nine to five and is as tired as an ox or a horse, who is true? Or is it the Xu Yi who comes to country Y to participate in the Muse competition, wearing a blue ancient style dress, and is stared at by everyone with suspicion, disgust, and judgment?

Xu Yi looked up at the crowded auditorium. There were so many people that it dazzled her.

Song Yanming's heart was pounding, thinking she had discovered something.

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When he was about to graduate from high school, Xu Yi had just entered junior high school. At that time, the girl was just beginning to fall in love and her mind was clouded by soap operas every day.

She particularly likes to read a magazine called Mouhuo, which specializes in writing heart-wrenching love stories.

Xu Yi's eyes were filled with tears while reading. Often, tears would fall onto the book...

Song Yanming was disgusted at the time, looking at what rubbish and mess it was.

Out of curiosity, he once flipped through two pages while Xu Yi wasn't paying attention.

——The hero has dyed his hair silver, wears silver diamond earrings, and his pants are full of rivets on both sides. The wind blows his silver hair, and he twists the motorcycle hard, making a rumbling sound. The heroine sits on his motorcycle, hugging him, lying with red curly hair, wearing a leather skirt, and sticking to his back.

——With a sound, time seemed to stop...

Song Yanming almost choked with laughter. It turned out that she liked this style, silver hair, red hair, leather skirt, and trousers with rivets...

Then at the end of the book, there is another sentence, which is ridiculous.

——No matter where he is, she can always see him first in the crowd.

Song Yanming didn't believe it. He thought to himself, if he had the guts, he could try going to Jiangcheng during rush hour. With so many people around, his eyesight would have to be very good.

but……

But at this moment, Song Yanming especially hoped that Xu Yi could see him first in the crowd.

He didn't say hello to Xu Yi before coming here, fearing that she would feel psychological pressure. He watched the entire game and left, as if he had never been here...

But when he thought of Xu Yi seeing him and giving him a sweet smile, the man was slightly moved.

His face was already a little red, and he rubbed his temple helplessly...

But soon, Song Yanming realized that he was overthinking. Xu Yi just glanced at the audience blankly, then looked away and continued drawing.

Song Yanming: ...

He said, if it’s fake, it’s fake, how can it be so mysterious.

Luo Bin saw that Song Yanming was smiling just now, but in the blink of an eye, his expression suddenly turned cold as if covered by a layer of dark clouds.

Luo Bin's heart also sank.

"Mr. Song..."

"Ok?"

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Song Yanming felt that Luo Bin was getting more and more noisy. "Be quiet. I don't need you to do anything."

"Then I..."

Song Yanming handed him the snack in front of him and said, "Eat it."

Luo Bin took it and said, "Thank you, Mr. Song."

Everyone in the company said that Mr. Song was difficult to serve. Isn't this good? He has worked in several companies, but this is the first time that the boss personally brought him food.

Luo Bin became more determined. He decided that he had chosen the right company and he would stay in this company until he died!

During the game, all the players couldn't calm down.

Famous designers should be careful about being copied.

For those who are less famous, I am thinking about going to see other people's designs and taking some reference.

Those who are slightly more average also have their own ideas, and no one can concentrate on design.

However, Zhou Zhiyin, after being reminded by Xu Yi, began to focus on the design.

Lin Rachel was sweating all the time. The air conditioner was on at the scene, but the temperature outside was very low. It was impossible to be hot at all. It was snowing outside.

Xu Yi saw the snow outside from a corner of the window not far from the scene, it was like a fairy tale world.

Heavy snow fell on the Romanesque buildings, which looked like castles.

Xu Yi felt that he might have been too deeply poisoned. Recently, he seemed to be very interested in the castle and dreams. Everything in the dream was beautiful, with beautiful family and love, and everyone was so friendly.

There is no room in dreams for anything that is contrary to beauty.

As time passed, everyone was eager to try, and began to stand up and look around, walking and watching the designs of other contestants.

The more anxious and insecure people look, the more confused they become.

The more people's designs are viewed, the more they feel that their designs are useless, and they want to add some unique details to make the design better.

But despite this, it will still be seen.

It was like a vicious cycle. Everyone was sweating and extremely agitated.

This is just the primary election.

Lin Rachel pretended to be calm, but Xu Yi could see that she was a little overwhelmed.

Xu Yi knew the differences between people, and trying to persuade Lin Rachel at this time would only make her more aware of her disadvantage.

I had done so much homework before coming here, but no one can predict sudden situations.

"I thought she was so amazing, but she just sat there motionless. Was she here to model for the fashion show?"

A woman said in a low voice, her eyes fell on Xu Yi, and Xu Yi heard it.

"He came here to show his face. He probably hasn't seen much of the world, so he was shocked by the pressure of the competition."

Those who can't concentrate on drawing designs and can still wander around the competition site, who among them is not overwhelmed by the pressure and feels anxious, so they get up and look around, trying to find some inspiration?

It’s just a matter of fifty steps and a hundred steps.

Xu Yi ignored them. Lin Rachel, who was not far away, put down her pen and shook her head at Xu Yi.

"Ok?"

"I do not know."

Rachel Lin wasn't sure that this was all she could do, but she had definitely painted it.

But everyone was watching, appreciating and learning from each other, and she was afraid that she would not have an advantage.

If Lin Rachel tore up this design, walked around and looked everywhere, her mind would be confused, and perhaps the later designs would not be as good as the first one drawn under pressure.

Xu Yi started to draw only rough lines, but the focus was on details, so he couldn't just hand it in like that.

"Rachel, you have to believe in yourself."

Rachel Lin shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes, and she was almost about to cry.

"Don't let anything interfere. The primary race will eliminate a lot of people."

“I think I’m going to be eliminated.”

"You are wrong. People with a bad mentality will be eliminated. Just do your design. No matter how good other people's designs are, we should not look at them now."