Sadomasochism of a wealthy family: the CEO's favorite

Wei Zijin felt that something was wrong with Nancheng's state, so he pulled Shen Yumo's hand worriedly, and the two turned their heads to look at Nancheng together.

"what happened?"

Shen Yumo frowned and looked at Nancheng, not knowing what he saw for a while.

Following Nancheng's line of sight to the TV screen, Shen Yumo was amazed for a moment. He didn't notice the piece of clothing in the middle before, as if an oil painting from the [-]th century was slowly spreading in front of people.

The delicate lace is mixed with satin, and the large skirt follows the model's walking. Every step is a flower slowly blooming, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Can't help but let out a soft cry, Shen Yumo's eyes were full of shock, connected with Nancheng's expression, Shen Yumo also knew why he was like this.

His face darkened quickly, Shen Yumo brought a glass of water from the table at one side and stuffed it directly into Nancheng's hand, Shen Yumo forced Nancheng to calm down.

"Listen, you have to have confidence in yourself, Nancheng, you are not what you used to be."

Feeling the strength from his shoulders, Nancheng turned his head in confusion, and looked at Shen Yumo who opened his mouth and finally said nothing, but his eyes were slightly moist.

"That's my proudest work, God's Kiss."

With difficulty opening his mouth, Nancheng stared straight at the models who were finally arranged in a row in the center of the stage.Step by step, Hu Yun walked to the center of the stage and smiled at all the judges.

Nancheng has never felt as uncomfortable as he is now, as if a sharp sword has stabbed himself through, making it so painful that he can't make any expressions and movements.

Wei Zijin looked at the instantly stagnant air, and glanced at Shen Yumo with some fear. He had never seen Shen Yumo like this before. There was air-conditioning all over his body, and the feathers on his face that hadn't had time to be removed seemed to have turned into frost in an instant. stuck together.

"But it's about Eiffel, Nancheng, don't worry, this game is won by strength after all, you have to believe in yourself."

Gently shaking Nan Cheng's arm, Wei Zijin pulled the corners of his mouth and tried to smile as he spoke, his voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.

"If you can't stand up by yourself, no one can help you."

Shen Yumo's suddenly cold voice made Wei Zijin's body instantly stiff in place, and his breathing slowed down a bit, for fear that the flames of war would spread to him.

"Sister Yumo, don't worry, Nancheng doesn't feel well either."

Wei Zijin looked at Nancheng who was silent and bowed his head, and quickly hugged Shen Yumo's arm. Although he felt that Shen Yumo would definitely not hit someone, what if Sister Yumo really got angry.

But even if you are in a hurry, you can't get angry with Nancheng.

Frowning in confusion, Wei Zijin looked at the air-conditioning between the two of them, not knowing whose side he should stand for for a moment.

"Zijin, help me out."

With a cold snort, Shen Yumo didn't look at Nancheng again, and grabbed Wei Zijin's arm, and was about to take her out, thinking that Shen Yumo's ankle was still swollen and he couldn't use his strength, and Wei Zijin didn't care about Nancheng anymore, so hurry up Stepping up to follow, he held Shen Yumo's arm by her side.

Nancheng was like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, with his head hanging down, and he sat on the spot in a daze, motionless. The assistants and models around him didn't dare to approach, and they walked a little farther unconsciously, which made people feel uncomfortable. There was a huge gap around Nancheng.

The moment Cui Jingshu saw Eiffel, she knew that her arrangement had been ruined, and her opinion of the model Eiffel became extremely bad in an instant.

The cold eyes fell on Eiffel, which made her almost make a mistake. In the end, she still thought about what Angela said to herself before, and then continued to walk in front of Cui Jingshu with her head held high.

She only said to let herself go to help, but she didn't say that that person was a little-known designer. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have agreed to her.

The gray-bearded man next to Cui Jingshu turned his head curiously and looked at Cui Jingshu. It would be a lie to say that he didn't admire this colleague.

"It's rare for me to see you lose such a big temper."

With a chuckle, the man's calm voice echoed around Cui Jingshu, which made Cui Jingshu reflect and put away the anger around her. After all, it was really not worth it for this kind of person.

"Mr. Zhang is overthinking, but it's just a discord between the younger generation."

Seeing that Cui Jingshu didn't want to let her intervene, the man called Mr. Zhang wasn't angry at all. He just stroked his beard lightly and smiled inscrutablely.

"Next, let the judges rate you."

This time Hu Yun's design far surpassed her usual level, which made all the judges look at her with admiration. If there is no Tiangong set before, this set of clothes is destined to successfully win the top spot. things.

It's just that Zhuyu is in front, how to score with Hu Yun is a more difficult thing.

All the designs are typical European style, gorgeous and exquisite, each one is a work of art, which makes people reluctant to look away.

If the previous designer relied on aura to win, this one relies entirely on the accumulation of history, and every detail is the designer's ingenuity.

"Huh? Why do I feel that this one has the same feeling as the previous set?"

When the pen in her hand hadn't landed on the paper, Cui Jingshu suddenly heard Zhang Lin who was beside her speak suspiciously, which made Cui Jingshu's hand stop for an instant.

Up to now, many people have watched these shows, not to mention that the judges themselves are very good designers, so they will never doubt what they see.

Those who had already scored their scores stopped their pens after carefully looking at the design works on the stands, and seriously thought about what Zhang Lin said.Cui Jingshu is no exception.

Obviously, comparing these two places, they feel the same in their bones. If we talk about the difference, Hu Yun's clothes should have a kind of depressive madness on the whole, but the last designer named Nancheng The whole person is a detached calm.

Comparing the two, it is obvious that the feeling of the last designer is more comfortable, and compared with this batch of works, the state of mind is more detached.

"Yeah, this really looks like the work of one person."

The chatting voices of several judges did not spread, so Hu Yun only knew that they were discussing the outfit on the stage. Although he was a little nervous, he was still very proud.

For the group designed by Nancheng, I know his value better than anyone else. The sharp eyes of the judges are scary, and they will not fail to see his meaning.

Looking at the eyes of everyone looking at him, Hu Yun proudly raised his head a little higher, his whole body is like a proud peacock, even if it is an extremely ordinary face, the Confidence is also enough to make people look sideways.

Hu Yun didn't go to see Nancheng's design, so he had no idea that the judges were not discussing how unusual the design she presented was, but were discussing the difference between the two sets of clothes.