When the sand sculpture attacked the script of the second generation of the fake rich

After a few back and forth, Bitter Leaf's fans and Fran's fans fought vigorously.

For the general public, the profession of fashion designer is very fashionable just by listening to the name.

But fashion designers are not celebrities after all, and their professional level and appearance are not equal. Some designers are highly skilled, but their appearance is disillusioned, so it is difficult for people to have the desire to explore.

Fran is different. The handsome "Half-Blood Prince", tall, rich and handsome, has a large number of Yangou fangirls all over the world.

He may not be the most skilled designer, but he is definitely the most popular designer among fans.

And Bitter Leaf has a large number of gamers, drama fans, and the most energetic "career fans".

The rapid rise of Bitter Leaf in just a few months is too legendary, and of course it will attract a lot of career fans.They care more about Bitter Leaf's career than their own, so Bitter Leaf's fans can't beat it.

In the past, Fran's fans were thriving, but now there is finally a group of fans who can fight as well.

The fashion design industry was originally a rather silent circle, but recently it's so fucking lively, and the degree of appreciation is comparable to that of the entertainment industry.

Fran has had bad luck recently, and the Golden Spindle has been completely sold out.

His fans have always been unrestrained, and they can talk about Fran in anything related to clothing design. Many people who have been annoyed by ky, see this opportunity to make trouble one after another, all kinds of joking and poking at Fran's fans.

Of course, Bitterleaf fans are also among them. Thinking about the way Fran fans stomped on Bitterleaf pheasants while bragging about themselves when the nominations were announced before, they really deserved it!

"Oh~ It turns out that being selected may not necessarily win an award~"

Fran's fans were so ashamed of being slapped in the face, they started hitting Bitter Leaf's fans with their backhands.

"Laugh, what's so proud of you bitter leaf fans? It's not your bitter leaves that won the prize. Anyway, Fran has already won the green and brown. Have you touched the edge of your bitter leaves?"

"It's okay to laugh at the loan. Teacher Kuye didn't participate in the selection at all, okay. You Fran fans won an award that no one else participated in. You mocked others for not being qualified. Is there something wrong in your mind?"

"Hahaha, the fans of Bitter Leaf are really funny. It turns out that you Bitter Leaf didn't win the gold award because he didn't want to. The Golden Spindle is held every four years. Next time, don't forget to invite your teacher Bitter Leaf to participate in the first show. He can win gold, I believe in him."

Because of winning the gold medal, Wu Yong's fans have also increased. Looking at the two fierce fans, they couldn't help trying to persuade them to fight out of good intentions.

"Stop arguing, the two of you here are all spicy chickens, why should the rookie make things difficult for the rookie?"

Bitter Leaf Powder & Français:  …

"Old dry cabbage, go away!"

Then continue to fight each other.

Sun Bolong, as the head of Xiaoshu's royal water army, is also responsible for Xiaoshu's public opinion monitoring part-time. Seeing this situation, he immediately asked for instructions: "Boss, do you want to intervene?"

Chu Yan was drawing pictures while monitoring An Xin's homework. Hearing this, he was very surprised: "Why do you want to interfere? It's so interesting."

Sun Bolong: ...

Well, since the boss finds it interesting, then so be it.

But thinking of Wu Yong's complacency recently, Sun Bolong couldn't bear it: "Boss, Wu Yong is so arrogant recently, should we mess with him?"

"Don't say that I seem to be the leader of some evil forces." Chu Yan was extremely disgusted.

"But out of friendly peer relationship, we should give him a big gift."

Sun Bolong: ...

Boss, are you finally crazy?

No matter how fierce the fight between Bitter Leaf fans and Fran fans is, they are both "losers" and they will be a head shorter in front of Wu Yong.

With the publication of the results of the Golden Spindle, "Renascence" became known to the world along with his designers.

Everyone who came to see it was shocked by this terrible magic clothes, and everyone commented on it: "It's too scary, but also so beautiful."

At this time, a set of comparison charts suddenly appeared on the Internet.

On one side is a white skirt with winding thorns, and the entanglement of cyan vines and blood-red vermilion fruits is full of vitality.

On one side are the swaying demonic black feathers, and the united dark souls are like evil spirits from the abyss.

The person who posted the picture enthusiastically accompanied the text: "Master Wu Yong's two recent works, Thorns and Renascence, everyone appreciates it."

The composition of this picture is very exquisite. The two works with completely different styles do not give in to each other, but also complement each other, and they are crazy when they appear.

"Damn it, absolutely!"

"One is the tenacious and unyielding freshman, and the other is the darkness where everything is extinguished. The two styles come at your fingertips. Master Wu Yong is awesome!"

"This is the real master. What the hell is that bitter leaf you've been chasing recently?"

"Yeah, you are indeed the master who stomped Fran to the ground."

Of course, even on such occasions, Fran fans and Bitter Leaf fans would fight each other.

Faced with this news, Dehua's side is also very strange, because of Thorn's mistake, Dehua's public relations have not mentioned Thorn for a long time, and they did not expect it to be revealed.

But it doesn't matter, the public has completely forgotten the disputes over the thorns, and now the Internet is full of praise for Master Wu Yong.

Moreover, the astonishing effect of the combination of thorns and Renascence is indeed amazing, and the publicity effect is unexpected. Dehua began to push the boat along the way, pushing the popularity of this picture even higher.

Luo Zhenbo in the distance was looking at this widely circulated picture and was silent, or he fell into a strange silence as early as when the golden spindle produced results.

The phone rang, and the caller ID: "Xie Junliang".

Luo Zhenbo pressed to answer, and a familiar and pleasant chuckle came from the opposite side: "Producer Luo, I invite you to have a drink."

Xiaoshu's generous treatment of the designer was not in vain, and more and more people gathered here.

The larger the base, the higher the probability of talents appearing. More and more designers stand out, and finally other designers appear in Xiaoshu's mall.

Although these up-and-coming designers are not as expensive as Bitter Leaf, their novel and unique creative ideas have also attracted the likes of many people with similar tastes.

Whether it's tangible benefits or the accumulation of fame, it makes the rest of the people even more excited.

Among the new group of people, there was actually Man Ziqian.

All kinds of super dreamy princess dresses designed by him are enthusiastically sought after by many little girls.

When he completed another pink lace tutu dress, there was a burst of admiration from around.

"Wow, Boss, your skills are amazing, how did you practice?"

Man Ziqian complacently listened to the praise, it seems that he is a future super star in the fashion design industry, and he can't hide it for too long.

But it is still necessary to keep a low profile, otherwise it will make these ordinary people feel ashamed, so he said with deep merit and fame: "It's nothing, I just use your coffee time for needlework."

The people under him couldn't help but be in awe.

I heard that their boss started very late. In order to worship their boss, the amazingly talented Master Kuye as his teacher, he personally went to the weaving department to eat and live with the sewing girls for several months, and finally impressed their boss with sincerity. Received as a closed disciple.

In order to practice their skills, a pair of white and tender hands were grinded to the point of blood blisters. After going through many hardships, they were tempered into steel just now. What they have achieved today is really amazing. They have to learn from the boss.

Man Ziqian put away the finished product he had made, and happily went to see Xie Lanzhen.

For a top designer like Kuye, the male model is An Xin, a top-notch actress, and the female model is Jian Yuehua, a well-known first-line actress. Other designers who have just emerged do not have such strength.

But they also have a queen model, that is Xie Lanzhen.

In order to increase the popularity of the newcomers, Sun Bolong set up his own old business, showing the newcomers' clothing in the form of short videos.

Xie Lanzhen is beautiful and gentle. Many people like to ask her to be a model. As long as she is not busy, Xie Lanzhen will not refuse.

But looking at this pink and tender skirt, Xie Lanzhen fell into deep thought, and said after a while: "I don't think it suits me well..."

The brothers and sisters of the Xie family are all very tall. Xie Lanzhen's height is 173. Most of her usual dresses are elegant and mature. This kind of lace princess dress is really a bit unmanageable.

Man Ziqian looked at her expectantly: "How come, you have to believe in yourself."

Xie Lanzhen: Actually, what I don't believe is you...

Forget it, this kid's brain is not very good, so it's better not to tell the truth to make him sad.

After putting on the pinkest dress, Xie Lanzhen looked bald in the mirror, fortunately she was a makeup artist.

After a while, he walked out and asked anxiously, "Is it okay?"

Man Ziqian's dress is very pink, tender, and fancy. It looks good purely visually, but most people really can't hold it back.

To match this dress, Xie Lanzhen mixed a red headband and braided her hair around her head. Her hair was extraordinarily lush, and the rest of her black hair cascaded down like waves. The originally fancy dress looked a bit gentle. a feeling of.

"Looks like a little fairy." Man Ziqian was a little dazed.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Lanzhen asked again: "Are you okay?"

Man Ziqian came back to his senses, and after reading it carefully, he said decisively: "I still have to change it."

After the revision, Xie Lanzhen looked in the mirror with a little surprise: "It is indeed much better than before."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Man Ziqian was extremely proud.

Seeing him happy, Xie Lanzhen didn't mind a lot of compliments, so she looked very curious: "Just adding a bow on the chest, the feeling is completely different, how did you do it?"

Man Ziqian crossed his waist and laughed triumphantly: "Hahaha, it's very simple, because you are flat."

Xie Lanzhen's smile dried up a little on her face.

"Master said that the most important thing for a designer is to cover up defects, so I added a bow, and now I really can't tell if it is~"

Xie Lanzhen: ...

"Why don't you speak... Aww! You stepped on my foot!"

Xie Lanzhen: Fuck it, let me die!

Angrily walking out of the door, Chu Yan bumped into Chu Yan. Chu Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Your dress today is really different."

Xie Lanzhen: ...

No more mention of this hapless dress!

Man Ziqian limped out from inside: "Master, your sister is too shameful!"

Seeing Chu Yan's face sinking a little bit, Man Ziqian quickly changed his words: "No, no, I'm talking nonsense, very cute, very similar to you."

"Ah."

Raising soldiers for thousands of days and using them for a while, Chu Yan has always tolerated this idiot criticism, and now it can finally come in handy.

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The author has something to say:

Those who underestimate foolish critics will be punished.