An Zhisu sent the important guests away one by one. Guan Peihua came to her with the support of her son. An Zhisu respectfully shouted: "Professor Guan."
"Zhisu." Guan Peihua always feels an unforgettable guilt towards this student of his.
"Professor Guan, are you leaving? I'll see you off." An Zhisu had already let go of Professor Guan, and she stepped forward and took Professor Guan's arm.
Guan Peihua smiled kindly, put his son away, and wanted to talk to An Zhisu alone.
"Zhisu, your design is much more mature than before, and the elements you incorporate are also diverse. The teacher is really eye-opening tonight." Guan Peihua praised.
An Zhisu smiled modestly: "Thank you Professor Guan for the compliment."
Guan Peihua teased: "As I grow up, I am more humble than before."
She remembered that An Zhisu, who had just entered college, was still a very proud girl and was never modest when accepting praise from others.
An Zhisu smiled and talked to Professor Guan, and the relationship between master and apprentice slowly returned to the past.
"Zhisu, are you interested in participating in the design competition?" The master and apprentice walked out of the venue with smiles, and Guan Peihua finally revealed the purpose of talking to An Zhisu alone.
"Design competition?" An Zhisu asked: "What kind of design competition?"
It has been many years since she participated in a design competition in the fashion industry.
"World-class." Guan Peihua said: "It is jointly organized by the top ten fashion design schools in the world. They invited me to be a judge. I have a recommendation quota. Do you want to participate?"
An Zhisu's eyes lit up and he asked: "When? Where will it be held?"
"Two months later, the event will be held in Paris. The world's top designers will participate," Guan Peihua said.
An Zhisu said: "The world's top designers will participate! Is it such a high standard?"
Guan Peihua said with a smile: "Because this design competition will select the 50 most distinctive designs from all the works and collect them in the Costume Museum. This is the highest honor, so designers will actively participate."
"Costume Museum?" An Zhisu had never heard of it.
Guan Peihua explained to her: "The Costume Museum was just completed in Paris a month ago. It is a museum dedicated to exhibitions and collections of clothing, led by the Paris School of Design and funded by local companies. This design competition is to collect
It is held with works worthy of being included in the museum. I personally recommend you to participate. If your work can be included in the clothing museum, it will be a world-class free advertisement for Su Huan and the Ann brand, and your reputation will also be famous internationally.
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An Zhisu was moved. She had always wanted to promote Su Huan internationally. If she could stand out in the design competition, it would undoubtedly be a once-in-a-lifetime export opportunity.
"Thank you, Professor Guan." An Zhisu agreed without any hesitation.
Guan Peihua was also very happy to hear that An Zhisu agreed: "Then I will help you register. You have your personal information sent over tomorrow and I will submit it to you. After passing the review, you will get an invitation letter.
Already."
Guan Peihua has absolute confidence in An Zhisu's design and is not worried at all that An Zhisu will be rejected in the preliminary review.
An Zhisu nodded repeatedly and thanked him again and again.
"I have wronged you all these years, and there is nothing the teacher can do to compensate you. I can only do what I can for you." Guan Peihua sighed.
An Zhisu rubbed Professor Guan's shoulder affectionately: "Professor Guan loves me the most."
Guan Peihua was amused, remembering that An Zhisu was often like this in the past, especially good at acting coquettishly. She often had trouble with students who acted coquettishly.
Guan Peihua's son asked the driver to bring the car over. Once the car arrived, Guan Peihua didn't talk to An Zhisu anymore. He said goodbye to her and got into the car with the help of his son.
An Zhisu watched the car leave and disappeared from sight before turning around and entering the venue again.
Everyone in the venue has almost left, and only the staff and Ye Lancheng are left. Everyone is opening champagne to celebrate the successful conclusion of the press conference.
Meng Manni handed a glass of champagne to An Zhisu, and An Zhisu raised his glass and thanked everyone: "Everyone has worked hard. I will give you a day off tomorrow and double your bonus."
The staff cheered and toasted together.
Mu Ge took an invitation letter and handed it to An Zhisu: "This is the invitation letter that Director Li asked me to bring to you."
"What invitation?" An Zhisu asked doubtfully after receiving the invitation.
"The Golden Crown Award Ceremony." Mu Ge said: ""Qing Dynasty Princess" has been shortlisted for the Golden Crown Award. Your design is very likely to win the Best Costume Design Award. Director Li specially invites you to attend."
An Zhisu was quite surprised by this. She had heard Director Li mention it before, but she didn't expect that Director Li would keep his promise and actually take her to the film award ceremony.
"Then it would be embarrassing if I didn't win." An Zhisu accepted the invitation, feeling a little unsure.
"If you didn't win the award, there must be something shady." Mu Ge was very sure that An Zhisu would win the award.
An Zhisu laughed: "Then I'll go. If I don't win, I'll just go and watch you and Jingze accept the award. You will definitely win a Best Actress award."
"I'd like to lend you some good words." Mu Ge clinked the glasses with her, and they drank the wine in one gulp.
Ye Lancheng frowned as he watched, reached out to snatch the empty wine glass from her hand, and then stuffed a glass of juice into her.
An Zhisu:……
Everyone is drinking, why should she drink juice? She is not sociable at all.
An Zhisu looked at Ye Lancheng resentfully, with four characters written on his face: "I want to drink."
"You've had several drinks." Ye Lancheng had already done the math for her.
The corners of An Zhisu's mouth twitched twice: "How about you go home first?"
"Believe it or not?" Ye Lancheng glanced at her sideways.
An Zhisu shrank his neck and immediately put on a flattering smile on his face.
Ye Lancheng ordered her juice: "Drink the juice obediently."
"Oh." An Zhisu didn't dare to resist anymore. He held a glass of juice and watched others drinking champagne and red wine. Everyone was very drunk.
Seeing this scene, Song Jiaren clicked her tongue: "How pitiful, you have no family status at all."
"You should drink less." Xia Jingze walked up from behind her and suddenly made a sound that startled Song Jiaren.
When Emma saw Xia Jingze coming to see Song Jiaren, she grabbed Tina and ran away. She was very sensible.
Song Jiaren secretly complained: "You two cheated and broke up with each other."
"If you have a bad stomach, why don't you drink less wine?" Xia Jingze looked at the wine glass in Song Jiaren's hand and frowned: "How many drinks have you had?"
Song Jiaren rolled her eyes: "I want you to take care of it."
Xia Jingze pursed his lips, not very happy.
Song Jiaren softened her tone and waved her hands: "Okay, okay, I understand. I won't drink it after finishing this cup."
Xia Jingze's face looked better this time. He and Song Jiaren had not seen or contacted each other for a week. He wanted to ask her how she was thinking about it, but he felt that the situation was not right, so he had to hold back.
"I'll take you back later." Xia Jingze thought it would be better to wait until it's over and send her home before asking.
Song Jiaren felt like she was facing a formidable enemy: "No, no, no, I've made an agreement with Zhisu, and they will take me home first."
Xia Jingze knew that she was avoiding him, and there was a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth: "How long are you going to hide?"
Song Jiaren lowered her head and drank. She didn't know how to answer, so she could only pretend not to hear.
Xia Ning and Su Ye stood together, looking at the couple from a distance. Xia Ning shook his head and sighed, feeling worried.
"Stop sighing, the boat will straighten up when it reaches the bridge." Su Yeke couldn't bear to leave Xia Ningchou, so he put his arm around her shoulder and patted her.
Xia Ning said: "Recently, my mother showed me photos of many girls and said that she wanted to choose a fiancée for Jingze. I didn't know what to tell her."
Su Ye knew about this, and Xia Ning had had a headache more than once. Recently, her mother-in-law was always calling her home to discuss this matter.
"I'm going on a business trip to City B over the weekend. You can come with me and hide away for a while." Su Ye suggested.
Xia Ning is a homebody and doesn't really want to go out. However, she is really afraid of going back to her parents' home recently. If Su Ye goes on a business trip, she will definitely be called back by her mother to choose a fiancée for her brother. In comparison, she is more willing to run away.
"Okay." Xia Ning agreed to Su Ye's proposal.
Su Ye smiled softly, helped her trim her hair, and was already planning to spare some time to accompany his wife around City B.