Chapter 483 She must never lose, and she can't afford to lose
Song Hongfeng withdrew her gaze and focused on the dress in front of her. Her eyes were full of ambition in places not captured by the camera.
This competition is to announce her return as the king.
Compared with their busyness, Murong Rong seemed much duller. After carefully observing the dress, she did not busy drawing the design, but closed her eyes.
The Fengshang Fashion Design Competition has always been very popular, and because of Murong Rong's incident, it attracted a lot of viewers, so as soon as the live broadcast started, a lot of viewers came in.
"Why did Murong Rong close his eyes? Did he find it too difficult to end the game directly?"
"I guess so. After all, she was so unlucky to get such a dress."
"Everyone says that a girl who loves to laugh will have good luck. Let me tell you, a woman with a dirty mind will fall into trouble sooner or later. Look, isn't this retribution coming?"
"Haha, it's true what you said."
"What's this called? The bad guys will be punished."
Murong Rong didn't know that those netizens were talking about her, and even if they knew about it, they wouldn't care at all.
She kept her eyes closed, and just when everyone had already fallen asleep and announced that she gave up the competition, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Then he picked up a huge pair of scissors and cut off the huge skirt without even measuring the size of the dress.
Seeing this, the other designers couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, Murong Rong must have really given up on the competition.
Otherwise, why did she start without even drawing a design drawing or measuring the size of the dress?
Although there was indeed someone in their line of work who could accurately calculate all dimensions just by looking at them, they didn't think that this person would be Murong Rong.
How old is Murong Rong? Especially since she graduated before and has been working full-time, working for less than a year. How could she have the vision and touch of a long-time master?
The audience watching the live broadcast also shook their heads: "What the hell, this is the first place in the preliminary round, the latest rising genius designer? Don't kid me. Even a layman like me knows that to design
For a dress, you first need to draw a design, and then cut it after the style is determined.
Especially now that the dress is being modified, if the dress is damaged, there is no replacement."
"Just cut it off if it's bad. Wait for a while so she can be eliminated. To be honest, I've had enough of this bumbling woman."
"Hey, I thought that the woman who could make Mr. Rong fall in love would have talent and good looks even if she has no moral character. Now it seems that there is only one face that can be seen."
"Actually, I sympathize with this dress. It has been rejected since the day it was born. It finally got a chance to change its appearance, and it fell into the hands of Murong Rong, a woman who doesn't know anything. She was born ugly and will die even uglier.
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The audience was scolding and staring at Murong Rong non-stop. There was nothing they could do about it. Compared to other people who were more cautious, Murong Rong's boldness was still impressive.
At this time, Rong Group.
Chen Chen and Rong Jiuci were staring at the screen. When they saw so many people scolding Murong Rong, they snorted angrily: "This group of blind people will definitely shine when my mommy's dress is made."
Blind your eyes!"
After Chen Chen finished speaking angrily, he saw that Rong Jiuci was silent, and he was immediately dissatisfied: "Daddy, why don't you speak? Are you just like them and don't believe my mommy at all?"
Rong Jiuci looked up from his busy work and said calmly: "Do you know what trust is?"
"What?"
"Trust means not being annoyed at all by other people's rumors, because I know that in the end they will only end up being slapped in the face."
Chen Chen: "...I always feel like you, dad, are caring about me."
"No need to feel it." Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong with loving eyes: "I am."
Chen Chen: "..."
Change it, I simply can’t have this daddy anymore.
Murong Rong didn't know what everyone was talking about. Her entire attention was attracted by the dress in front of her.
The back of Murong Rong's hand was still swollen, making her fingers less flexible than before. Fortunately, the medicine Rong Jiuci gave her was very effective, and the pain was not that much now.
After cutting off the skirt of the dress, she pulled off all the cumbersome white gauze.
A sewing machine was provided at the competition site. After trimming the fabrics some more, Murong Rong spliced them together and turned on the sewing machine to start sewing.
Click click click——
When the sound of the sewing machine turning was loud and abrupt on the stage, the other contestants couldn't help but look up.
When they saw that Murong Rong had entered the production stage, everyone was shocked.
Even if they had told themselves long ago that the dress Murong Rong received was eye-catching and difficult to modify, it was impossible for Murong Rong to have a particularly good plan in such a short period of time, and she was definitely pretending now.
The designers kept comforting themselves. No matter how they talked about Murong Rong in their hearts, there was actually one thing they all agreed on.
Murong Rong is powerful and is their biggest opponent.
At this time, Song Hongfeng had just finished drawing the design. She originally thought she was the fastest, but she never expected that she was still several steps behind Murong Rong.
She couldn't help but frown. Was Murong Rong really confident, or had he given up and was preparing to use this method to disturb everyone's minds?
If it is true, then it must be admitted that Murong Rong succeeded, and even she who was full of confidence was made uneasy by Murong Rong.
Song Hongfeng couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at Murong Rong, but her position was originally behind Murong Rong, and all of Murong Rong's fabrics were piled up together, so she didn't know how Murong Rong would change it.
This made Song Hongfeng very anxious.
She blocked her reputation abroad and chose to return to China in order to suppress Murong Rong. Therefore, she could never lose and could not afford to lose.
Button——
Song Hongfeng bent her fingers and tapped three times on the sewing machine. Soon, a girl with curly hair looked towards her as if by accident.
Song Hongfeng nodded imperceptibly.
Song Hongfeng had already made preparations before the start of this competition.
It was originally just a precaution, but I never thought it would be used.
Song Hongfeng couldn't be happy that she had perfected her plan. In fact, she felt unspeakably unhappy in her heart. The better Murong Rong performed, the angrier she became. This meant that she had to spend more effort than she imagined to defeat Murong Rong.
Please press it down.
Murong Rong didn't know the undercurrent surging behind this. She was concentrating on the sewing machine and stitching the dress.
Soon a tube top fishtail dress was produced.
The skirt of the dress is very long. Even if it is just bunched up now, it can easily make people think of its gorgeousness when unfolded.