An Zhisu returned to the hotel after eating, drinking, and shopping. Before entering the room, Professor Guan called him away.
She came to Professor Guan's room. Professor Guan had just returned from the judging committee meeting and talked to her about the competition process.
An Zhisu had heard Professor Guan talk about the general process of the competition in advance. There were one hundred top designers from around the world participating this time. Everyone came with their own entries, so there was no preliminaries or promotions.
It's straight to the finals, and the jury will vote to select the 50 winning works, which will be admitted to the Costume Museum.
Tomorrow the organizer will hold the opening ceremony of the competition. The order of each contestant will also be determined by drawing lots at the opening ceremony. This all depends on personal luck. Whichever number is drawn will be the number.
"Don't be nervous, I have absolute confidence in your work." After explaining the competition process, Professor Guan kindly relaxed An Zhisu.
An Zhisu smiled and nodded. It was fake that she wasn't nervous. After all, this was her first time to participate in an international design competition in her own name. However, she was not as nervous as she had imagined, and her mentality was quite peaceful.
Professor Guan chatted with her for a while, gave her a list of participating designers, and asked her to go back to her room to rest early.
An Zhisu returned to the room with the roster and carefully flipped through the roster to learn about the participating designers one by one.
The roster is not particularly detailed, but it also briefly introduces the names and origins of each designer, as well as past award-winning experiences. An Zhisu flipped through a few pages and saw the names of designers who were well-known in the world.
prestigious on the.
In contrast, she was ranked at the bottom among hundreds of top designers. When introducing others, they were followed by the champions of such-and-such international awards, champions of such-and-such international concept competitions, etc.
But when it came time to introduce her, there were only two suffixes. One was the chairman of An's Group and the chief designer of the ann brand. The other was the boss and chief designer of the independent brand Su Huan.
At first glance, it seems quite high-end, but if you think about it carefully, it doesn't look like a designer's suffix at all, but more like a boss or a businessman. It feels like you have mistakenly entered the ranks of designers.
Heartbroken!
An Zhisu was a little unhappy. Her works were once entered into competitions by Yang Xi, and the honors she won were no less than those of other designers. However, she could clear her name, but she could not change the authorship of those works. Even now, Yang Xi
Even now that she is dead, those honors are still hers and can no longer become hers.
When Ye Lancheng made the video call, he could tell at a glance that his wife was unhappy. He asked about the reason, and she told her about the roster in a depressed tone.
"Don't worry about those false names. You don't have as good a resume as others, but it doesn't mean that your strength is not as good as theirs. Using strength to prove your worth is far more convincing than using false names to support strength." Ye Lancheng can always comfort Xiao Xiao objectively.
Wife's little emotions.
An Zhisu lay lazily on the sofa, holding up her mobile phone to admire her husband's handsome face, and smiled: "Ah Cheng, your face makes me happier than your words."
Ye Lancheng chuckled, his little wife is very good at love talk, she can say eighteen love words a day, so even a grown man like him would sometimes be turned red by her teasing.
"How many oriental designers are participating this time?" Ye Lancheng calmly changed the subject. He couldn't let his little wife tease him any more, otherwise he would still be the one to suffer when his little wife was not around.
"It's very few. Among the hundred designers, including me, there are only five designers from Eastern countries. One of our compatriots is from Hong Kong. The other three are from Singapore, Japan and South Korea." An Zhisu said.
Designers from these countries have the impression that they are all from Eastern countries after all.
Ye Lancheng nodded and analyzed: "The design styles of Eastern countries are very similar, especially South Korea and Japan. However, your design inspiration and elements are too unique. I don't think you will compete with them."
An Zhisu hehehe said: "I'm afraid that when I show my work, I will scare the judges and be kicked out by them."
"Don't be afraid, the relevant professors will support you." Ye Lancheng said with a chuckle. His wife's designs were indeed very unique. He was shocked when he saw them for the first time. He didn't need to guess to know that his wife's designs must be unique.
It will cause an uproar throughout the stadium.
An Zhisu's little mood gradually dissipated while chatting with Ye Lancheng. When she realized the time difference, she remembered that it was six o'clock in the morning in China, which meant that it was only around five o'clock in the morning when Ye Lancheng called.
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"Oh my god, Ah Cheng, I've forgotten about the jet lag. Please go back to sleep for a while." An Zhisu hit her head. It was night on her side, and Ye Lancheng was also lying on the bed with the lights on.
She had the illusion that everyone was in the same country and completely forgot about the time difference.
Ye Lancheng nodded and said: "It's very late over there, go wash up and go to bed."
"I'll go right away." An Zhisu kissed Ye Lancheng across the screen distressedly, and quickly hung up the video.
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After a good night's sleep, An Zhisu was woken up by the alarm clock the next day. He first made a good morning call to Ye Lancheng, and then ordered breakfast service. He used the opportunity before breakfast was served to brush his teeth and wash his face. He applied the mask while waiting for breakfast.
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Fifteen minutes later, the mask application was completed and breakfast was just delivered. An Zhisu ate breakfast leisurely. She did not dare to eat too much for breakfast, but only ate about seven percent full, because she had to wear a cheongsam today and would have a small belly after eating.
, it doesn’t look good when wearing a cheongsam.
An Zhisu put on makeup, put on a cheongsam, and gave her hair a classic and elegant look. The jewelry she wore was custom-made by Ye Lancheng when she got engaged. It matched the cheongsam perfectly and had the finishing touch.
It took two hours to dress up. At 9:30 in the morning, An Zhisu dressed up and went out. Tang Zheng had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw her coming out, he respectfully said good morning: "Good morning, young lady."
"Morning, have you eaten?" An Zhisu nodded.
Tang Zheng replied that he had eaten, and then accompanied An Zhisu to find Professor Guan.
Professor Guan was also well prepared, and his eyes lit up when he saw An Zhisu: "Beautiful, and the cheongsam of our country looks pleasing to the eye."
"Professor Guan is also beautiful. You are the big one and I am the little one." An Zhisu's sweet mouth can kill people.
Professor Guan smiled heartily and laughed at himself: "At best, I am an old beauty. I am already an old man. I can't compare with you young people."
"That's beautiful too." An Zhisu held Professor Guan's arm, and the two of them walked out of Professor Guan's room and took the elevator together.
The opening ceremony was held in a venue dedicated to holding design competitions, not far from the hotel where they stayed. This hotel was a location specially chosen by the organizer, and all participating designers and their teams lived here.
However, An Zhisu didn't pay attention to the designers who lived on the same floor as her, and maybe she didn't recognize them after meeting them in person. After all, most of them had Western faces, and she was a bit face-blind to Western faces.