The spring breeze is not as long as your love

Su Yanran glanced at Su Mowan's arm whose cast had been removed, and couldn't help but gloat in her heart.

But there was a concerned expression on his face and he said: "Sister, are your hands really okay? I see that your arms are still swollen, don't draw too ugly a design draft, the judges can't see what you are drawing, That would be a joke, if it doesn’t work, just retire.”

Su Mowan glanced at her coldly: "You haven't retired from the game with a brain, why should I retire with a hand?"

"You!" Su Yanran was angry, but she couldn't get angry in front of so many people.

The host announced the start of the competition, and the contestants returned to their respective stations to conceive designs.

Before playing, Su Mowan's arm was given a sealing shot, which lasted for more than three hours.

Therefore, her arms and fingers are no different from normal people now.

When the competition started, the venue fell silent instantly, and the designers concentrated on designing their own works.

Su Yanran had already made preparations, copied Su Mowan's previous design drafts many times in advance, and memorized them all.

This time she decided to use Su Mowan's "starry sky dress" to compete.

Su Mowan didn't start immediately, but sat on the high chair, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

More and more designers around noticed that Su Mowan hadn't done anything for a long time, and they couldn't help talking in low voices.

"Look, is Miss Su family asleep? Why don't you start drawing design drafts?"

"I guess I can't figure it out, maybe I don't understand design at all."

"It is estimated that her wedding dress work is also an impostor, and now it is exposed."

"Overestimating one's abilities, this kind of person should be eliminated immediately!"

Su Yanran's eyes flashed with pride.

In the past two years, she and Shen Tianyue have forced Su Mowan to draw a lot of design drafts. It is estimated that her design talent has long been exhausted, and now Jiang Lang is exhausted.

Oh, I still want to fight her!

Su Mowan was not disturbed by these discussions.

After a while, she opened her eyes and gracefully picked up the brush.

The smooth lines fell on the manuscript paper stroke by stroke, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The other contestants looked up after drawing for a while, and found that Su Mowan had actually put away his pen and started to make, so he couldn't help being shocked.

The tension hit instantly.

Several designers around had a sense of oppression that they had finally completed a third of the questions in the exam, but suddenly found that their opponents had already started to answer the last question.

Su Mowan's design draft is too fast, right?

No need to adjust in between?

There is nothing wrong with the drawing, do I need to redraw it?

It must be very simple, very ordinary design clothes, right?

Su Yanran also saw that Su Mowan was finishing his pen, and the pressure in her heart suddenly increased.

She wanted to see what Su Mowan had painted.

However, the distance between the contestants is a bit far, and it is impossible to see each other's drawings clearly.

Su Yanran held the paintbrush tightly, her finger bones turned white slightly.

What exactly did Su Mowan draw?

Will it be better than her previous designs?

In the preliminary competition, her ranking was not as good as Su Mo's, which caused a wave of discussions on the Internet.

If she is still not as late as Su Mo in the rematch, then she will definitely be ridiculed and questioned more.

Su Mo must not be allowed to win this time!

Su Yanran winked at the previous female designer with ear-length short hair.

The girl with short hair and ears nodded slightly.

Su Mowan concentrated on making his own dress quickly.

Although the effect of the closed needle is more than three hours, as time goes by, the effect will gradually weaken, the pain in the arm will increase, and the flexibility of the fingers will be affected.

This will definitely affect the production level, and it will even be so painful that the work cannot be completed.

Therefore, she must complete the work as soon as possible.

Su Mowan designed a white wedding dress, with layers of light gauze permeating the air. The sequins on the body range from dense to sparse, like a starry sky falling into the mortal world, dreamlike, beautiful and romantic.

The dress has already amazed everyone before it is fully made.

If someone questioned her wedding dress work, she would slap them in the face again with the wedding dress.

Seeing that Su Mowan was about to finish work, the girl with short hair and short ears suddenly raised her hand to go to the toilet.

The proctor gave permission.

When the girl left the station and passed Su Mowan, she suddenly staggered...

With a bang, she kicked over the paint bucket on the ground.

The paint splashed out with a splash.

"Ah!" Gasping voices sounded from all around.

The paint was splashed on the dress made by Su Mowan, and it was dirty.

The pure and white wedding dress has a large swath of dark blue.

It seems that there is a piece of mud embedded in the pure white jade, which completely destroys the beauty and purity of the wedding dress.

The contestants looked at the mess on the ground in astonishment.

Nearly three hours of painstaking efforts were ruined just like that!

The short-haired girl turned pale with fright, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Su Mowan stood still, looking at the ruined wedding dress, his brain buzzing.

There is only half an hour left before the end of the game.

It's too late to remake it in half an hour.

What's more, her arm had already started to ache, and her fingers were trembling.

With her injured hand already overworked, it was impossible for her to make another evening dress, and time did not allow it.

Su Yanran looked at Su Mowan who was stunned in place, and a gloomy look flashed in her eyes.

The works are all destroyed, let's see what competition she can win!

The short-haired girl kept apologizing, and hurriedly picked up the rag on the floor to wipe the paint on the wedding dress.

"Stop!" Su Mowan didn't have time to stop him, and was rubbed by the girl, making the mess even more messy.

The girl trembled, trembling with fright: "Yes... I'm sorry..."

Su Mowan looked at her sharply with cold eyes.

The girl couldn't help shivering, feeling like she was being seen through.

Su Mowan glanced at Su Yanran coldly, meeting her gloating eyes.

Su Yanran's heart skipped a beat, she quickly withdrew her mind, and made a sad and regretful expression.

"Oh my god, what can I do, why are you so careless!"

At this time, in the hospital.

Mo Chenxiao stared at Su Mowan's pale face on the screen, his handsome face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

"Prepare the car!" Mo Chenxiao said coldly.

"Master, your injury..."

Butler Zhong was halfway through speaking, when he saw Mo Chenxiao's face, he immediately shut up and said, "Yes, young master!"

……

Girls who spill paint are disqualified.

The game continues.

Everyone cast sympathetic looks at Su Mowan.

But no one can help her, and there is no time to help her.

Time is tight, and everyone is rushing to work on their own works.

Su Mowan hugged his painful arm and looked at the invigilator with a pale face.

"Examiner, I want to rest for 10 minutes, is that okay?"

Everyone looked at her in surprise again.

There is only half an hour left, and she wants to rest for 10 minutes?

Is this going to give up completely?

Due to the long duration of the game, breaks are allowed in the middle.

The invigilator nodded, and led Su Mowan to the nearby lounge...