It's the second day of the competition. The mood of the audience inside and outside is still very high. The mood of the audience outside is even higher than yesterday. There are still a hundred designers sitting in the designer seats. The designers who have finished competing yesterday are also here.
, no one wants to miss the opportunity to appreciate the works of other designers on the spot, after all, this is a rare ticket.
An Zhisu watched honestly for another morning. The morning was long and the works of thirty designers were displayed. Among them, Li Youli's works were also displayed in the morning.
An Zhisu made an unbiased evaluation. Li Youli's design is indeed outstanding. Her design talent is much higher than that of Yang Xi. The concept of her work is also very good, and it was well received and appreciated by the judging panel.
Therefore, Li Youli became more and more proud, and her eyes when looking at An Zhisu became more and more provocative, as if she was going to hit me if she refused. An Zhisu did not show any disloyalty to her, and made a gesture of wiping her neck, which made Li Youli very arrogant and angry.
During the lunch break, Professor Guan came to An Zhisu specifically to give her ideological guidance again, asking her not to be nervous and to show her works in the afternoon. In her opinion, even if the previous works are worth collecting, they are not as good as An Zhisu.
works are more meaningful.
An Zhisu's state of mind can be said to be very good. Before the afternoon started, she had a video chat with Ye Lancheng. Ye Lancheng chatted with her and said that he would watch her game in front of the TV.
An Zhisu took out half a jade pendant from his neck and showed it to him: "Look, I'm wearing it around my neck, just like you are with me."
Ye Lancheng's eyes were burning, and he raised his hand to show her the one-dollar coin he had been wearing on his wrist: "Me too."
This coin was eaten while eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year. My wife bored out the coin and made it into a bracelet. He wears it all the time and won't take it off even when he takes a shower.
An Zhisu hung up the video with satisfaction and entered the arena with high spirits.
This time she went directly to the backstage, where design rooms were assigned to the designers who were going to compete in the afternoon. Tang Zheng was already guarding the door of the design room and put the boxes he had been protecting inside.
An Zhisu entered the design room, where she could also see the competition field at the front desk, but she was no longer interested in taking a closer look at other people's designs. While listening to the sound, she opened the box and took out her work from inside.
She did not bring a model, nor did she need to find one temporarily, because her work did not require a model, and no model would be willing to wear the clothes she designed.
An Zhisu took out the clothes from the box one by one, put them on the ironing board and ironed them carefully. Only half an hour had passed since she finished doing this. She had just finished competing with three designers, and it was still early for her turn.
She was not in a hurry at all, and sat down to watch the game on the TV. When designer No. 97 went down, a staff member came to inform her that she was ready.
An Zhisu had already prepared it. She poured herself a glass of water to moisten her throat. Unfortunately, she couldn't drink the tea made by Ye Lancheng. The boiled water here was too unpalatable.
"Next, let's invite the last designer, Ms. An Zhisu from China."
Half an hour later, An Zhisu heard the host's voice. She called Tang Zheng in and asked him to help carry the fake model. She picked up the clothes with both hands and led Tang Zheng out of the design room.
Inside the arena.
This is already the last designer and the last design work for today and this design competition. After seeing a hundred design works in two days, both the audience and the judges are actually a little tired of aesthetics.
This is also the reason why the last designer suffers. If the last work cannot impress everyone, there is basically no hope of being shortlisted.
When An Zhisu appeared on the stage, it was obvious that the atmosphere was not as high-spirited as before, and everyone was a little tired, but she held her own steady, holding the clothes in her hands, followed by Tang Zheng, and walked gracefully from the depths of the T stage.
Jury panel:…
Design seat:……
Auditorium:…
When they saw An Zhisu coming out with clothes in his hands, everyone was stunned.
What operation?
Where are the models?
Why are there no models?
Except for the insider Professor Guan, everyone in the audience was very polite, which caused a little commotion.
An Zhisu walked to the T stage display area in the commotion. She first bowed to the judges, then asked Tang Zheng to put down the fake model, and then solemnly placed the clothes in her arms on Tang Zheng's arms.
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"Dear judges, please give me a minute to explain." An Zhisu knew that the judges were very surprised by his behavior.
Amanda smiled and nodded: "Of course."
An Zhisu bowed again and then explained: "The clothes I designed are based on our Chinese Hanfu. Hanfu is also called Huafu, which means that the country is crowned with clothes and the splendid China is beautiful. The meaning of wearing it is
The method is complex and exquisite, and I hope to be able to show everyone the wearing culture of our Hanfu."
After this explanation, everyone understood that Amanda had always had a strong interest in traditional Chinese culture. She immediately nodded and asked An Zhisu to start showing.
An Zhisu nodded, and first picked up a bellyband from Tang Zheng's arm. The fabric of the bellyband was linen, with a vivid goldfish embroidered on it. There was also a fat white baby riding on the goldfish. The baby had one hand.
Holding a lotus seed pod and a blooming lotus in one hand, the embroidery work is outstanding.
"This little piece of clothing is called a bellyband, and it is an underwear in the traditional clothing of our country. The shape is mostly rectangular and square, with a diagonal design. The upper corner is cut off to form a concave and shallow semicircle, and the lower corner is sometimes pointed.
Some are arc-shaped. The bellybands are often embroidered with patterns, and different patterns have their own meanings.
In ancient times, women mostly embroidered bellybands for their lovers, husbands or children. The bellybands embroidered for lovers or husbands were often based on dramas, myths, and legendary love stories. Those embroidered for children were based on tigers, goldfish, lotus and other patterns to promote reproduction.
for the theme content.
This bellyband is an enlarged version of a baby bellyband, and the pattern on it is called "Lotus", which is homophonic to "lotus", which means more children and more blessings."
While An Zhisu tied the bellyband on the prosthetic model, she also used the time to explain her design elements.
The production process of Hanfu is complicated and there are many accessories. There are three pieces inside and outside, namely small coat, middle coat and coat.
An Zhisu explains to everyone the methods and procedures for wearing Hanfu while explaining the design elements of each layer of clothing.
After she finished wearing it, a complete set of Hanfu appeared on the prosthetic model with open arms, with different embroidery patterns on it. The patterns were distributed in an orderly manner, complex but not confusing. Each pattern seemed to represent something different.
a story.
The place was quiet, and everyone was staring at the unique Hanfu. For some reason, they saw solemnity in this Hanfu, as if this dress carried a person's life.
"This is not all Hanfu, is it?" Li Youli is also Chinese and has a deep understanding of Hanfu. The more she looked at this dress, the weirder it became, and her brows furrowed.
An Zhisu smiled slightly: "Miss Li has a good eye. I said it at the beginning. This is an improved design based on Hanfu. It also integrates the culture of another type of clothing in our country."
Amanda asked with great interest: "What costume?"
The smile on An Zhisu's face gradually faded, replaced by a sense of solemnity and respect. She opened her red lips and spoke the answer clearly: "Shroud!"