Chapter 984 Stopped Thinking
The fans cursed so loudly that Zhou Mingchen had to wear earplugs and hug Yuanyuan to stop himself from listening any more.
Jiang Qing was so distressed that she kept crying.
It doesn’t matter if she can’t draw, she can wait until next time. This time she is sick and there is nothing she can do.
Song Yanming listened to this and couldn't help but recall the time when she first came to the Song family and for a long time afterwards, when the outside world's discussions about her never stopped.
At that time, the insults were probably even more harsh than this.
Xu Yi's fans turned into haters, and some people from Jiangcheng who came to watch the game were also extremely disappointed in her.
Blame her for trying so hard in overseas competitions, but being so perfunctory in domestic competitions. She is so worshipful of foreign things!
Some fans were so angry that they left the stage, calling Xu Yi an idiot.
The audience is always more excited than the contestants.
Qiao Na held Zhou Mingchen's hand, and was nervous for Zhou Mingchen. She kept staring at the time: "Only half an hour."
During this last half hour, everyone was still checking their designs.
Liang Wei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Xu Yi's condition. There was only half an hour left. Even if she started now and finished halfway through the competition, it would not count.
Liang Wei looked at the wedding dress she designed and felt very satisfied.
Xu Yi was in a daze. He felt like he had just had a good sleep and felt more relaxed than ever before, but there were pictures in his mind again.
She looked at her design draft and felt that it seemed to be fully drawn, but when she looked again, there was nothing there.
At this moment, she suddenly looked up and saw that the banner with her name on it when she first entered the venue had been stepped on the ground, and most of the seats over there were empty.
Someone was scolding her, very loudly.
The audience became so emotional that even the organizer's security guards couldn't stop them.
Too many people.
Zhou Zhiyin: "Mingxin, what happened to you just now?"
Qin Moyu was also worried for her: "Hurry up, we don't want to take advantage of you!"
"Um……"
Xu Yi just responded without saying anything else, grabbed the paintbrush and started painting.
At this time, the commentator was still saying that Xu Yi was going to give up the game.
He immediately added: "The game is almost over. It seems that Xu Yi has just found her form, but it may be too late... I wish her good luck!"
Han Fei rubbed his temple. What if it was too late this time? Xiaoyi would be very sad, right?
Song Yanming was the same. How on earth did he take care of people like this?
Zhou Mingchen's heart was in his throat, he believed in Xu Yi's ability.
But there was only half an hour left. Although he was not a designer, he had watched many large and small competitions because Zhou Minglan had done design before.
He had never seen anyone start drawing in the last half hour of a game. There had never been such a precedent.
So Zhou Mingchen naturally could not predict the result.
Gu Beicheng shook his head helplessly: "It seems that he is confused because of the fever, and he has just recovered. If I lose this time, I might as well not come. At least I won't be scolded if I don't come."
Song Yanming: "Until the last moment, who knows."
Gu Beicheng said coldly: "Can she still draw it in the last half hour and win the championship?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.
He didn't know Xu Yi like that.
Song Yanming remained silent.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Gu Beicheng urged him to speak: "According to the rules of the Imperial Capital, Liang Wei is first, and the second and third place are up to you. Our Mo Mo will just take third place."
Gu Beicheng added: "It's good enough that Xu Yi made it to the finals. He's sick again. It's fine as long as he can finish the painting on the field. It doesn't matter whether he gets the result or not."
Song Yanming remained silent.
Gu Beicheng: "Speak."
Song Yanming's eyes were cold: "What did you say?"
"I bet Xu Yi can't draw it and won't get a ranking."
Song Yanming: ...
Gu Beicheng: "What are you betting on?"
"No gambling."
He didn't want to take advantage of Gu Beicheng.
After taking a look at Qi Yu's design, Xu Yineng reproduced Qi Yu's design one to one. As long as her attention is still on the competition, drawing is easy for her.
Her characteristic is that she moves quickly.
He often stayed up late with her, and sometimes Xu Yi would stare at a design for a long time without starting to work on it, while sometimes it was a simple design that could be completed in ten minutes or even less.
Lin Dong didn't want to read on. She was a designer and she simply couldn't believe that someone could draw such a complicated design in half an hour, so she started to draw.
Gu Sui supported Lin Dong and said, "Are you leaving now, Mr. Lin? You don't want to watch anymore?"
Lin Dong shook his head: "No, she's sick... It's good that she can come."
Lin Dong was actually a little disappointed.
Gu Sui: "Why don't we wait a bit? Just in case..."
Lin Dong said helplessly: "When you reach my age, you will know that there are not so many miracles in the world."
So with half an hour left before the end of the game, it was impossible for Xu Yi to turn the situation around.
At the highly anticipated Teikyo National Competition, the live broadcast camera scanned the faces of every contestant.
Everyone looked very confident. With half an hour left before the competition, they finished their designs ahead of time and waited for the final time to be up for the judges to review them.
At this point, the most competitive and most difficult stage of creation has passed. The commentator cannot let the atmosphere become dull, nor can he say nothing.
So I started to make small talk.
Looking around, only Xu Yi still had a pen in his hand.
At first the commentator was just doing his job to get by, and giving a complete commentary on the game from beginning to end.
But in the last ten minutes, Xu Yi was drawing faster and faster, and it seemed like he was just scribbling.
The camera was too far away, and the commentator wanted to put the camera on the paper in front of Xu Yi.
The organizer also kept an eye on the last contestant who was still drawing hard.
Commentator: "This is the first time I've seen a contestant draw so fast, as if she didn't think before putting pen to paper. Xu Yi is probably still making her last desperate struggle. If I were her, I probably wouldn't be lost in thought for so long at the beginning, hahahaha..."
The commentator eased the awkward atmosphere and thought he was very humorous.
Han Fei cursed: "You are a fucking idiot."
The saliva sprayed on the tablet.
The commentator was still laughing, Xu Yi was still drawing, the venue was completely silent, and the players from Jiangcheng all had ugly faces, as if they had been infected by Xu Yi.
There were only three minutes left in the competition, and no one expected Xu Yi to move so quickly. At a glance, the design had actually filled the entire draft and became an independent whole.
Her designs are very three-dimensional, and the wedding dress seems to be walking out of the design... flowing, dreamy, complicated, but very beautiful.
Large pieces of tulle are used for embellishment...a change from the previous simple and comfortable style to a more imaginative one.
Zhou Zhiyin looked at Qin Moyu, and Qin Moyu also looked at Zhou Zhiyin.
Both of them have been passionate about design since childhood and have seen a lot of the world, but today in the Teikyo finals they were also enlightened.
They thought they understood Xu Yi, but when they looked at each other, they felt that they had never really understood her.