Marry a shrewd wife: I will listen to you, wife

Of course, it doesn't seem like much distance to the naked eye.

"Director Meng, look, Winter has come out." Seeing the acquaintance, the assistant was a little excited, and his voice amplified unconsciously.

It caused people around to cast strange glances. Yan Qingyao realized that she was speechless, and at the same time she smiled back apologetically. After that, she raised her hand and tapped the assistant's forehead lightly: "Shh, you didn't see the people around you?" brand?"

The assistant was startled for a while, and then he saw the words on the card, please keep quiet.

She curled her lips and sat upright.

Yan Qingyao laughed, and when she turned her gaze back to the table, she was unexpectedly attracted by another beautiful figure.

She couldn't help but raised her body, and frowned slightly, isn't that Yan Zhao?How could she be here.

I saw the woman sitting on the opposite stand chatting with the people next to her with a sweet smile. She was wearing a white suit that was extraordinarily fresh, and her hair that usually hung down to her waist was also casually pulled up by her, revealing her smooth forehead.

Yan Qingyao took a deep breath, thinking that although she was in the entertainment circle, she was also a daughter of a thousand golds, and she probably came to visit because she was very interested in fashion.

Looking away, she noticed some changes in Winter's expression. From a distance, he could see that his body was shaking slightly, the muscles on his face were tense, and his expression looked like he was holding grudges against someone.

How could this happen? Before Mingming came, his emotions were very natural.

Yan Qingyao subconsciously looked at the ID badges of others, and at the end was a well-dressed person with Xia Mei engraved on the badge, which solved her doubts.

It's him!Yan Qingyao still remembers this name, especially compared to Winter's image when he was down and out at first, this person is simply hateful.

Unexpectedly, the world is so small. They met on the field.

Yan Qingyao fell into deep thought. According to what Winter told her before, since this person also entered the competition, could the entries be stolen.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingyao couldn't help looking at Winter with some concern. If it was what she imagined, it would be too unfair to him.

It's a pity that even if she wanted to help, she was powerless at the moment, and she only hoped that Winter could adjust her mentality by herself.

The people on stage returned to the backstage to wait in the order of appearance, and Yan Qingyao became nervous, staring at the stage without blinking.

Winter seemed to be drawn at the bottom of the list, with a total of ten participants, and soon, more than half of the field was progressing.

The person she didn't expect was that Xia Mei was ahead of Winter, with a confident smile on his face, followed by the four models he had selected, dressed in the entries for this competition, walking onto the stage in an orderly manner with their hips akimbo.

The bright but non-conflicting colors complement each other. There are four main colors from front to back, namely light green, bright yellow, light chrysanthemum, and dark blue.

The difference is that the top-to-bottom design of the dresses worn by the models is ingenious, and the movements seem to move people's senses like flowing water, especially the color distinction, which makes people unforgettable at first glance.

Even Yan Qingyao didn't feel distracted, only felt that the design of the dress hit her eyes.

She was shocked and at the same time refreshed Xia Mei's shamelessness again. Without thinking about it, she could see that this was definitely Winter's proud work, how could he take it as his own without guilt.

"Ah!" The assistant next to him let out a faint cry of pain.

Yan Qingyao looked down, and it turned out that when she was deeply touched, she unconsciously grabbed the assistant's thigh, and it was because her subordinate was not paying attention, that made her cry out in pain.

"I'm sorry." He quickly withdrew his hand.

When I wanted to say something, Xia Mei began to introduce his works: "I named them Chun Xia Qiu Dong for this design, which really shows the charm of nature."

"Not bad." As soon as he finished speaking, Ms. Ai was the first to express her admiration.

Even Mr. Wu, who was critical, nodded at the right time and did not respond. Mr. Ken, who had not said a word until now, just glanced at him and did not express his opinion.

When scoring, Xia Mei got an unprecedented high score, and even broke through the previous ace. After the three scored, it was [-]. Hearing the report, the commentator was also very impressed, and even predicted that he would be the final winner. .

Seeing the undisguised pride on Xia Mei's face, Yan Qingyao's brows became tighter and tighter, and she also cast aside his behavior to the extreme.

"That's great." The assistant suddenly sighed.

Yan Qingyao sneered: "Well, it's not bad."

What she admired was only the works, and had nothing to do with him.

"The next designer is also of Chinese descent. Please invite Mr. Winter and his team."

After the narrator finished speaking passionately, Xia Mei, who was walking backstage, paused and gave him a surprised look. Then, he stared at the exit again, no matter how the guide gave him winks.

When Winter came out with a normal expression, the expression on his face became horrified, and an incredible gleam flashed in his eyes.

Impossible, how could he still come to compete?
This game is very important to him, he will never allow anyone to destroy it, Xia Mei's eyes darkened, and when the field controller came over, he handed him the badge and whispered to him again.

The field controller gave him a hesitant look before letting him stay in the field to watch.

Yan Qingyao gritted her teeth, wishing she could go up and punch his hypocritical face, it would be best to disfigure her.

What also puzzled her was that Yan Zhao seemed to be very concerned about Xia Mei.

She calmed down and continued to watch Winter's performance.

It is not wrong to say that it is a performance. The models behind him are wearing the same style and the same red dress, which is nothing new.

There was an uproar in the audience, even Mr. Ken became interested and looked at him fixedly.

Regarding this, Yan Qingyao curled her lips. Before she came, she had listened to Winter explain the design concept, so she wasn't worried about any surprises at all.

The commentator's voice froze for a moment: "This..."

He didn't know how to smooth things over. He felt like this person was here to play a joke, but it was unlikely. The design had to be tested before the competition started. If he didn't pass, he would definitely not be able to participate.

However, what does the same red dress want to reflect?

Ms. Ai spoke bluntly, without waiting for Winter to make the next move, she said bluntly: "Sir, are you disrupting the order of the game?"

Winter raised his eyes lightly, he looked calm on the surface, but only he knew that his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, and his enthusiasm seemed to be burning.

He finally came to the arena of his dreams.

Without answering Ms. Ai's question, he made a move that surprised everyone. He took out a lighter from his pocket and lightly lit it. A tiny blue flame was reflected in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he bent down and suddenly brought the flame close to the skirt of the first model.

Everyone present gasped, and even the referee couldn't help standing up.