After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy
Chapter 481: design finalChapter 481 Design Finals
With the memory of the fourth brother Yanxiu and the game, Murong Qiao can only recall the scene of the opponent throwing the trophy into his arms last time in his mind.
She looked down at the clothes she was wearing again, and was silent.
Unknowingly, Murong Qiao's closet has been filled with the masterpieces of the fourth brother Yanxiu. Almost every piece of clothing in various styles is made by Yanxiu, with his strong and unique design style, which is comparable to that of Murong Qiao. Called a perfect match.
Such a talented fourth brother...
Murong Qiao couldn't help curling his lips when he thought of the opponent's situation at home like an otaku. For a while, it was really hard to imagine what kind of state the opponent would be in during the game.
She started looking forward to the day of the competition.
Being able to invite Murong Qiao, naturally it wouldn't be a small matter.
In fact, the Muse Design Competition has been attracting much attention recently, and the two who stood out from many designers at the beginning have become the focus of attention now.
Yanxiu has been developing abroad for a long time, so people in China are still a little unfamiliar with this too young designer, but there is no shortage of enthusiastic fans of Yanxiu.
The other Qin Zizhuo is a well-known figure in China and has been nominated in many magazines.
Personal young talent is the usual word to describe him, and many people believe that among the younger generation of designers, only Qin Zizhuo and Yanxiu can match, and their strength is equal.
On the day of the competition, the people at the gate of the stadium were almost packed.
Clearly knowing that you can’t get in if you squeeze your head, but countless cameras are looking forward to it. The reporter and the photographer are standing at the door with long guns and short cannons on their shoulders.
Qin Zizhuo stood in his room, looked at the bustling scene outside the venue through the glass, and squinted his eyes happily.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtToday, these people will all become witnesses to his successful championship.
"Hmm~" Qin Zizhuo even hummed happily.
The sound of high heels gradually approached, and finally stopped outside the door.
The sound of the heels was so crisp that the first time Qin Zizhuo heard it, the smile on his face revealed his true mood faster than the thoughts in his mind.
He walked quickly to the door, and he couldn't wait to open the door, especially when he saw who was coming, even the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of satisfaction and meaning.
"You're here." Qin Zizhuo stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.
The smell of perfume hit his senses before the soft body. The strong fragrance made Qin Zizhuo feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't show any dislike in his heart. Instead, he hugged each other deeply with a smile on his face.
The door was closed and locked, and the huge space suddenly became ambiguous when there were only two people. Anxious and hot emotions were brewing in the two people's gazes, and the eyes they looked at each other seemed to be able to " drawing" same.
The woman gave him a wink, "Miss me?"
"That's natural..." Qin Zizhuo shouted in a low voice, and his hands and feet began to be dishonest.
The atmosphere gradually became anxious and unbearable, and the two of them just spoke a few words to stir up dots of flames, spreading and burning from the body to the seven points.
The woman who was next to Qin Zizhuo looked that she was not young at all, and the fine lines around her eyes showed that the traces of time had passed on this person, but her beautiful face was still carefully maintained, which made her look A little bit more "beautiful and delicious".
Fortunately, both of them had the occasion in mind, and they didn't really mess around in this room. They just separated after a little while and talked about business.
"The topic selection this time is what you are best at, don't worry, I've already asked someone to change it." The woman chuckled.
Different from the strength shown just now standing at the door, the woman nestled in Qin Zizhuo's arms at this moment is simply full of coquettishness, showing Qin Zizhuo a softness that no one else can see.
After Qin Zizhuo heard her words, the smile on his face became more sincere.
"Thank you for your hard work." He said softly.
The woman blushed, but she raised her hand and pulled him to lower his head, "Then how do you want to thank me?"
The word was deliberately lowered, and the words were ambiguous. Coupled with the thoughts in each other's hearts, the serious matter that was just about to be discussed almost disappeared.
In the room with only each other, the words and actions of the two are unscrupulous, and the relationship is obviously very "intimate."
At the end of the external corridor separated by a wall, Yan Xiuxiu was blocked by a staff member with a blank face.
"Sorry, there are some problems in this area temporarily, please come back later." The staff said.
Yanxiu glanced at him and found that he was behind the other party, in his own room. He raised his eyebrows but didn't intend to move.
Seeing this, the staff had no choice but to repeat, "Please cooperate."
Yanxiu didn't speak, and his black eyes stared at the other party when he was not speaking, which made the staff feel scalp numb.
He shouldn't be here...
The staff complained secretly in their hearts, but when they thought that Teacher Wen Ning was talking to someone..., his footsteps were firmly fixed here, and he didn't dare to move half a step away.
Teacher Wen Ning is naturally the woman who is close to Qin Zizhuo. At the same time, she is also very honored to be a judge in today's Muse Design Competition.
"Get out of the way." Yanxiu only spit out two words.
Whether a person is lying or not can be seen at a glance during training, not to mention that the staff is nervous all over, and there is a problem at a glance.
But looking back, as long as he doesn't provoke himself, Yanxiu doesn't bother to care about it.
The staff member wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Yan, Teacher Yanxiu..."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSeeing that Yanxiu insisted on going in, he was one head and two big.
If someone is allowed to go in and find out what's going on inside, his work will probably be over.
Seeing that after he finished speaking, the staff still didn't move away, Yanxiu didn't say any more, and just quickly passed the other party, went straight to his room and went in.
The speed was so fast that the staff were locked outside without being able to keep up.
"This..." The staff looked worriedly at the next room.
Although they didn't hear any strange sounds, the staff subconsciously worried that Yanxiu might hear something he shouldn't have heard.
It was too late for the staff to think about it, and soon the noise in the distance in the corridor attracted his attention.
"Get ready, the show will start later, everyone cheer up!" Someone shouted.
The final is a critical occasion, and there is no room for mistakes.
In addition, there are many people who came here today, and their status is either rich or noble. The people above have repeatedly emphasized that there must be no mistakes.
Murong Qiao came to the game at this time.
It's just that she can't go to the backstage, and she can't meet the fourth brother Yanxiu in advance. After entering the venue, she can only follow the staff to take a seat.
"This is your place," the female staff member smiled.
"Anything you need to press the button on the seat, I wish you a happy viewing."
Murong Qiao is a member of the Murong family after all, and the competition team will never underestimate it. Therefore, the position arranged is naturally the best in the audience, the first row with an excellent view.
Murong Qiao sat down slowly, facing the scrutinizing gazes of the people around him, he glanced at his surroundings as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful when he couldn't find a familiar figure.