"It doesn't matter. I have already thought of a way." Murong Rong raised his eyes and looked at Song Hongfeng: "My models are ready-made, you don't have to worry about me anymore."
"off the shelf?"
Song Hongfeng was a little confused, but she quickly realized that the so-called ready-made model should be Murong Rong herself.
Song Hongfeng glanced at Murong Rong without leaving any trace.
To be honest, Murong Rong's personal conditions are not bad.
Although she does not have the impressive height of a model, she is not short of a net height of 170cm, and her body proportions are very good. Wearing high heels, she is no worse than any professional model.
But just because she is no worse than a model does not mean that she is really a model.
Every model has gone through a lot of hard training before they have the opportunity to step onto the catwalk.
It is never enough for a model to just walk around on the stage. If you really have such an idea, you will only lose your face after going up.
"Your idea is okay, Rong Rong, I believe you can do it."
Murong Rong glanced at Song Hongfeng and knew that she had misunderstood, but did not explain.
At this moment, a staff member came over: "Ms. Song, why are you still here? Go to the venue quickly. It will be your turn to display your work soon. The judges may need you to go on stage to explain your work.
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"I understand." Song Hongfeng looked at Murong Rong: "Rong Rong, I'll go first."
Murong Rong nodded and watched Song Hongfeng leave with the staff. Then he withdrew his gaze and opened the curtain a little, revealing his works hanging inside.
Da da da--
There was a sound of high heels hitting the ground.
Murong Rong turned around and looked over, and saw a tall and proud woman wearing a black dress and black sunglasses walking in.
She stopped in front of Murong Rong and looked her up and down: "Are you Murong Rong?"
"Yes, Miss Lin." Murong Rong stretched out his hand towards her: "Hello, Miss Cheng, I'm very happy to see you."
"You know me."
"Of course, who doesn't know the number one female model runway queen?"
Cheng Lin snorted: "I'm just sweet-talking. If the dress is not good-looking, I won't be able to wear it. Even if you bring up Rong Jiuci, it won't work. No matter how powerful he is, he can't suppress my cousin."
"The dress is right over here, wouldn't you know it if you took a look?"
Murong Rong said and pulled down the curtain with a strong hand.
The dress that had been wrapped in a black curtain was exposed.
Even though Cheng Lin was well-informed, she couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise when she saw the dress in front of her.
She was a little unbelievable: "Did you design this dress? Or did you modify it from an eye-catching old dress?"
"This dress was indeed designed by me, and it was also my entry for the competition." There was no response to Cheng Lin's harsh words.
If she admits it and spreads the word, she will completely offend the designer of this dress.
"You are very cautious at a young age."
Murong Rong smiled: "Miss Cheng, are you satisfied with my work?"
"Satisfied, the design is good." Cheng Lin showed her appreciation without hesitation, and then said: "But I have a question, your dress is designed like this, why did the previous model refuse to show it? Is she crazy?
Otherwise, why are you so crazy?"
How excellent Murong Rong's design talent is can be seen from this dress.
Normally, it takes at least one month for a dress to be designed and made.
However, competitions cannot be that long now, but the shorter the time, the more profound a designer’s skills can be seen.
What's more, the dress Murong Rong got was still difficult to change, but she still designed the dress to look so perfect.
Needless to say, her talent and strength are not enough. Although she is not famous enough now, this time fashion is the best stage and the place where she will become famous the fastest.
Moreover, this is just the starting point for Murong Rong.
As a model who works in the fashion industry, there is no reason to offend Murong Rong, a new and promising designer.
"Thank you, Miss Cheng, for your compliment. As for the model you mentioned." Murong Rong paused and said, "She left without looking at my work."
Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment and said: "No wonder she is still just a little-known little model at such a young age. Her career will be like this in this life."
Murong Rong did not comment, just said: "Miss Cheng, if you have no other questions, let's start preparations."
"It's fine for me. You can go find the makeup artist."
"The makeup artist is ready." Murong Rong called Ji Baibai.
"Bai Bai, come in."
Ji Baibai came quickly.
When she saw Murong Rong, she said angrily: "Rong Rong, don't worry, I will give you a queen's make-up, and I will make sure you blind their eyes."
"No need." Murong Rong held Ji Baibai's hand: "We already have a model."
"Is there a model?" Ji Baibai followed Murong Rong's gaze and saw Cheng Lin, who was sitting on a chair with a strong aura.
"Queen Cheng?"
Ji Baibai was shocked: "Rongrong, there seems to be something wrong with my eyes. I'm having hallucinations."
Murong Rong was amused by Ji Baibai's appearance. She knew that Ji Baibai had always been Cheng Lin's crush.
Cheng Lin raised her chin at Ji Baibai and said, "Come here and touch it, and you'll know if it's an illusion."
Then, Ji Baibai walked over and touched it.
hot.
Soft.
Ji Baibai couldn't help but scream: "Ah ah ah, I saw the living Queen Cheng!!"
Seeing Ji Baibai looking so excited that he almost fainted, Cheng Lin was immediately amused.
Murong Rong shook her head and let Ji Baibai get excited. Anyway, she would show all her strength in front of her idol.
on the stage.
Song Hongfeng's works appeared.
When she appeared, the whole audience was shocked.
After seeing so many eye-catching works, I suddenly saw the starry sky dress designed by Song Hongfeng. My eyes lit up and I couldn't help but admire it over and over again. It was blown up to the sky.
Even the judges, who were already a little sluggish, were refreshed and nodded repeatedly, obviously very satisfied with Song Hongfeng's work.
The host immediately invited Song Hongfeng to the stage.
The judge sitting on the far left picked up the microphone and asked: "Ms. Song, how did you come up with the idea of creating this dress into what it is now? Can you talk about your design ideas?"
"Of course." Song Hongfeng smiled gently, showing her elegance. She said: "What I got is a white tube top dress. The design of the dress itself is very beautiful. Maybe you think I can get something like this."
The dress should sit back and relax.
But that's not the case. The more perfect a dress is, the harder it is to modify it. I thought about it for a long time until I thought of that person."
"I have always admired someone in my heart, even if that person is as far away as the starry sky to me, or even like the starry sky, he will never respond to me. But it doesn't matter, I will always admire him unchanged.
, and look forward to his response.
So, when I got this dress, I changed it into a starry sky design. Every star shining on it is my deepest love for him."