The younger brother is fierce: the male god walks a bit crazy

After the game was over, he returned to the club, had dinner with the club players, and then went home. The players didn't have to train for a few days, so they had to take a good rest, because tomorrow is the semi-final.

When he got home, he happened to see Meng Zhuyao was sitting on the sofa thinking about something, and his face was not very good.

"What's wrong? Did things go wrong at the press conference?"

Su Jing walked over, put the clothes on the sofa, then put his arms around Meng Zhuyao, and asked softly.

"That's not true. The press conference went smoothly, but I'm a little worried that I don't know how many people will come. This is the first time I hold a new product launch conference alone."

Meng Zhuyao shook her head, she was just a little worried, her mood was very complicated, if she didn't succeed this time, she would not know when it would be next time.

Thinking of this, she became very nervous. This brand has devoted all her efforts to it. If it is destroyed at this time, she will definitely be very unwilling.

"Don't worry, when the competition is over, I will go to support you, and I heard that your brand is very popular, everyone likes your design, and your theme this time is also very good."

"I think you will succeed. Even if you can't completely push EM down from the altar, you can still stand up to EM. I believe in your ability."

Su Jingxing hugged her and comforted him slowly, this was not some superficial talk, but that he truly believed in Meng Zhuyao's ability.

In terms of design, although Meng Zhuyao was a monk, she was very talented and won the championship in the design competition. Even a designer like Jiang Yi, who had studied since childhood, could not beat her.

Such a capable, hard-working, and talented designer will definitely succeed. Even if he can't succeed this time, he will succeed sooner or later.

After being comforted by Su Jingxing, Meng Zhuyao's mood improved a lot, "How is your game? You didn't disappoint me, did you?"

"Hehe, of course, Qi Qi performed very well. Today, he won the first place in the group with all victories. After tomorrow's semi-finals, he will have a duel with Zhou Chen's QG. I am looking forward to this duel."

The corners of Su Jingxing's mouth rose slightly. He brought out the QG players all by himself. He is very clear about their abilities and talents, but he still believes that the ONE team can defeat the QG team. This is not blind self-confidence, but confidence in his own courtyard.

Seeing his confident appearance, Meng Zhuyao also smiled, and the two returned to the room, chatted for a while and then fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Su Jingxing got up from the bed, picked up an invitation letter from the table and put it on his body. He could go to Meng Zhuyao's press conference after the competition.

It was past ten o'clock when we arrived at the club, and the players also started today's training. On the eve of the game, he will give the players enough freedom to do whatever they want.

But the players still got up for training, and it was obvious that they were also holding their breath, and they must win the championship and feel elated.

The betrayal of QG last time caused the game to be lost, causing Su Jingxing's club's prestige to plummet, making these players feel ashamed.

And this time, they all made up their minds to get back everything they lost, whether it was the championship or prestige.

In this competition, when the public voted for the championship, the QG team was the best, with 10,000+ more votes than them. This is definitely a kind of contempt.

These players are all young people, how could such contempt be allowed to exist.

At noon, they arrived at the competition venue, and the audience had almost arrived. The competition was about to start. The players were sitting in the locker room, not nervous, but excited.

The competition here has just started, and Meng Zhuyao has also arrived at the scene of the fashion show, the venue has already started to be set up, and the official start at [-] o'clock in the afternoon.

And EM's fashion show is also today, at two o'clock in the afternoon, but it's not in the same place. It depends on whose fashion show everyone is going to.

The theme of the EM fashion show has been reported in advance, it is youth, but this theme has been used by major companies for a long time. If there is no new idea, everyone will not buy it.

But she didn't announce her own theme, and she was going to surprise everyone. This time, she came up with the theme after a long time of deliberation, and it is definitely very novel to everyone.

"Boss, the models are already in place and are changing clothes. The lighting and stage are also ready, and they are waiting for the audience to enter. I don't know how many people will come today."

Jinman ran over in a hurry, looked at the document in his hand, pushed his heavy eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said softly.

"Well done, remember, no matter how many people come today, the process has to be completed, even if only one person comes, we have to finish what we have to do. Are the media here?"

Meng Zhuyao nodded, she had already ordered to invite the media, the more media came, the better the publicity, this is very important.

"The media came to Sunshine Media. It is said that other media have gone to EM. For these media, EM's traffic is obviously greater."

Jinman said a little speechlessly, there is no way to do this, after all, their brand is just a niche brand.

Although the word-of-mouth and reputation are good now, but there is no sign of being able to compete with EM, these media naturally know what to choose.

Meng Zhuyao didn't care, anyway, there was still a media outlet, although Sunshine Media was only a small media with limited traffic, and it must have been eliminated by EM.

But in any case, there is still traffic, and it must be effective in this aspect of publicity, and she doesn't ask too much.

It was one o'clock soon, and it was time for everyone to enter, but no one came over. All the staff were ready and looked at the door expectantly.

Meng Zhuyao pursed her lips, as expected, if it was EM's press conference, those people must have been guarding the door a long time ago.Wait until the door opens to come in, but now there is no one at the door.

After 10 minutes, Meng Zhuyao was completely disappointed. It seemed that this development conference was obviously a mistake. She hadn't reached that level yet, and she was really reduced to a laughing stock.

And just when she was disappointed, a dozen people suddenly came in at the door, talking and laughing, and they seemed to be here to attend the press conference.

"Hello, I am the designer of this conference. My name is Meng Zhuyao. Welcome to my fashion conference."

Meng Zhuyao rushed to greet her in surprise, and then began to say hello.

"Hehe, hello designer Meng, I have seen your news and your designs before, we are very interested in your designs, so come and have a look today, don't let us down,"

One of the women smiled and started joking, as if trying to get close to her.

"That's natural. The things I designed this time will definitely not disappoint you. Please sit down."

Meng Zhuyao nodded confidently, and told everyone to sit down quickly, this is a good start, even if there are only a dozen or so people, she still has to organize this press conference well.

However, these dozens of people were just the beginning. From this moment on, people who came to attend the press conference flocked in an endless stream.

Meng Zhuyao was very happy, and the staff began to be full of energy. Jin Man beside him was already busy, but he was in a very happy mood.

In just half an hour, the entire venue was full of people, all chatting with each other. Meng Zhuyao heard that they were all looking forward to this press conference, and she had to work harder.

At this time, in the powerful Qingsong venue, Zhen Yi, the person in charge of EM, looked at the sparse people below, with a very bad expression on her face.

"Why are there so few people here today? It stands to reason that the seats are already full every time this time comes?"

Zhen Yi hurriedly asked the assistant beside her, and the matter this time was very strange.

EM's venue is much larger than Meng Zhuyao's, and it can accommodate more people. In fact, the people in the Qingsong venue and Meng Zhuyao's venue are actually the same, but the Qingsong venue is bigger, and it seems more empty.

This is also what EM has to do. Every time they come, there are a lot of people, so they have booked a bigger venue, but this time there are not even half of the people who come every year.

"According to the information I received, more than half of the people in previous years have gone to Meng Zhuyao's meeting place, and their place is already full of people."

The assistant said lightly from the side, and his eyes were full of worry.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the media is here with us, as long as our design is reported live, I believe that it will not be a problem to overwhelm that small brand."

Although she was very unwilling in her heart, the matter was a foregone conclusion, and she had no choice but to pin her hopes on the media.

She never took Meng Zhuyao seriously before, after all, EM has always been the leader in the fashion industry, and there is no brand that can shake EM's position.

Although Meng Zhuyao's brand reputation and word of mouth are very good, but it is only a small brand, she did not take it to heart, but gave her a big blow on the day of the press conference.

But even so, she is full of confidence in EM. EM's products are all the painstaking efforts of more than a dozen senior designers, and they are definitely very powerful. Meng Zhuyao's small brand can only invite a few senior designers.

However, what she didn't know was that although Meng Zhuyao had many designers under her, all the designs for this press conference were arranged by her alone, without any help from the designers below.

On the contrary, at Meng Zhuyao's meeting place, there was already a lot of voices. Because there were too many people, some people didn't have a place to sit, so they could only temporarily add some small benches to sit nearby to watch the press conference.

Meng Zhuyao glanced at the time, it was exactly two o'clock, and the fashion show was just beginning.