MTL - Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend-Chapter 49 Design competition

The office building where Jiahe Clothing is located is classically and dreamy. The building is from the hands of internationally renowned architects. The whole building is like a transparent crystal castle. In front of it is a fountain pool. The spring water dances, dances, changes colors, blue green, yellow and red.

In the conference room on the third floor, Donya slammed the design and put the design on the employee's face, screaming angrily: "Do you show me this kind of garbage? Even people who study in the background can see it. Your design is demon in the demon, and it does not meet the ancient requirements of the contest!"

She wears a purple glossy shirt with a dark green suede jacket, which is full of fashion. Unbuttoning the top of the shirt, she walked around the conference table and said irritably: "Redo, redesign! I know that the company used to focus on Western street cards, and it is difficult for you to switch to this time. Design the style required by the competition. Can you be a world-renowned designer, shouldn't you be stumped with you? Can I learn more before I start writing?"

After the meeting, the designer walked out of the conference room in twos and threes and whispered to the ear: "Do you feel that the boss has become more and more violent recently? My face just hurts, help me see if there is bleeding? I think my No problem with understanding, can the ancient style not be enchanting?"

"I didn't demon it yesterday, but she disliked the Taikoo board. We have never touched this field before, and we want to change the style immediately. It is not as simple as she said."

In the office of the president, on the desk of Tang Ya, the information piled up like mountains, and there were the evolution of the costumes of the dynasties of the Xia Guoli, as well as the cultural background of the Xiaguo people. She is also an excellent fashion designer, and she can only rely on herself to do this without the designer's ability to rely on it.

She thought about hiring talents who have been engaged in the design of Hanfu for a long time. Unfortunately, she was robbed by Lan Ruo for the second time. Lan Ruo was earlier than her to dig people, and she offered a higher price than her. She guessed that this was a traitor in the company, and she tried her best to grab a few nails, all of whom were bought by Lan Ruo, but this was not enough, and the blue was ironed to consume with her.

The resources they have received are not at the same level. If Lan is backed by the entire Lanshi, she will do her best with her financial resources. As for Tang Ya, don't look at her name of the Tang's daughter. Tang Tianyang never gives her a convenient door. She can have today's achievements, all of which are their own struggles! This also decided that she could not fight with Lan Ruo for the kind of injury that killed 800 people.

Tang Ya opened an ancient book by hand. When I saw only two lines, I felt that I was a big man. Why is it a vertical version? This typesetting is simply anti-human! She took a deep breath and said to herself: "Patience, patience" looked down.

Because the filming was too tired, Ren Qiao did not return to the apartment recently, and lived in the hotel where the crew arranged for the staff, and was closer to the scene of the question. In the evening, she just finished the day's work, unloaded her makeup and fell to the bed, and the phone ringing.

The caller is adrian: "Qin Xian, are you going to two rounds? Star Wars Canyon is calling you."

Ren Qiao opened the hands-free, threw the phone to the side of the pillow, and his voice was lazy: "Don't call me Qin Xian, I have a name. What do you play, do you know how tired I am now? I took a whole shot ten today. Five hours of play!" Ren Qiao game is good to play, often with adrian points, two people are double-row good friends, speaking is also very casual.

Adrian is very puzzled: "As far as I know, Down's market value exceeds 100 billion. As the most favored daughter of Tang Tianyang, you can live a better life than me? Why is it so hard?"

Ren Qiao and this son have nothing to say, "I have to sleep, hung up."

"Don't, I have a business, are you interested in being a judge of the somuns design competition? For your new play, it should be a good publicity."

Ren Qiao Lima sat up from the bed, his eyes brightened like to emit light: "Invite me to be a judge? It's a great publicity! But I have never designed clothes."

Adrian smiled softly, and he knew that it would be like this. Ren Qiao is really a workaholic. "I value your understanding of ancient costumes more."

"Good!" Ren Qiao mouthed, "I will give you the broker's contact information, and you and him will determine the schedule."

"Then you sent it directly to my secretary. As a big president of a multinational company, I am very busy. I don't have time to contact a broker in the district." He casually sent the resentment to the agent.

Ren Qiao was amused by him: "Great President, thank you for giving me this opportunity!"

"So, see the canyon? We have a double row, and as I did last time, I assist you, hold your thigh, and win it for ten." Adrian rushed to help the girl, and did not feel embarrassed at all. .

"I can't do it today, I am too tired, tomorrow, I will play with you tomorrow."

As he spoke, Ren Qiao’s voice was getting smaller and smaller, and there was a slight breath in the phone. She was already asleep. Adrian didn't hurry to hang up the phone, but put the phone aside, closed his eyes, listened to her breathing, and fell asleep.

Because he is changing his girlfriend too fast, many people diss him as a playboy. Only those women who have been with him know how gentle he is. During the time he fell in love, he loved each other deeply, but this feeling was too short. Once it passed, he would rush away.

They can't keep him, just as he can't keep love.

Yanjing City, downtown, Lingfu, the courtyard is deep, it is half of the night, but still brightly lit. In the study room, Ling Feng held a soft whip in his hand and slammed it on the ground, snoring and dancing with dust.

Sitting opposite him, sitting and caring. Long hair has been cut short, put on a neat dress, the whole person has a sharp, like a polished sword.

In the next second, Ling Feng's whip was directly drawn on Gu Huai. "How? You can't analyze this simple case? If you only have this level, why should you cross the Ling family and become the ruler of Ling? Only ambition is not enough, let me see your efforts and talents that are worthy of your ambition!"

The long whip was drawn on the slender back of the boy. The blood stains soaked his shirt. He snorted and didn't cry. It seemed that he was beaten by someone else. He had nothing to do with him. His slender hands were on the keyboard of the blind computer. If flying, continue to trade

Half an hour later, Ling Feng walked out of the study. He wore a standard three-piece suit and a pair of white leather gloves. The whole person looked very rich, Sven Wenwen. Anyone will think that this is a respectable elder, and will not associate him with the previously abused devil.

He took off his gloves, wiped the whip carefully, and told the next man: "Send Huai Shaoye to the ancestral hall, don't give him a quilt, don't give it to him. Close it for three days, then send it to the hotel at the front door. How do you know, you know?"

The next person hesitated: "But the younger brother is inconvenient, his eyes are sick."

Ling Feng snorted: "This road is his own choice, and the difficulties must be overcome by himself." The face is cold, just like this cold.

Nowadays, it is the coldest time in Yanjing City. For three or nine days, it is chilling into ice, and the turf is frozen on the tip of the grass. The door of the temple was wide open, and the wind was cold. Gu Huai sat on the ground, the only thing used to warm is a set of thin clothes that even the autumn wind can't resist. The welt on the back is crusted and no one is giving medicine.

He had chills in his frozen teeth, holding a small stone in his hand, writing and painting on the ground, and re-opening the operation. Ling Feng is like this to him, but he does not hate Ling Feng. Because of his hatred of the sky, he is all concentrated in Ling Qing.

He is not a Ling family, but the power of the Ling family, the price of these pains is also reasonable. He has to do better, so that he is satisfied with the picky Ling Feng.

After coming to Lingfu, life didn't get better, but he didn't feel worse. Compared with the heart of his tortured day and night, the physical pain is nothing. He was forgotten in the corner by everyone, and now the pain can at least prove his existence.

What's more, tomorrow is the weekend, and he and Mr. Ren agreed to call and report the progress of the painting. The candle swayed, the teenager smirked and smiled, and his face was clearly extinguished, and a pair of small pear vortex on his face was looming.

The somuns design competition is in full swing. Although it is the battle of Lan Ruo and Tang Ya, there are other people who join in the fun. For large enterprises such as Lin Rongrong, there are also small and medium-sized enterprises and individual designers.

In the preliminary stage, there were a lot of colorful and frequent black horses. This live broadcast of the whole game provided a visual feast for the people of Zhuxia. With the fierce competition, more and more contestants were eliminated, and the big waves were sanding. The final ones were all powerful.

The entries of the next day's entries are mainly cheongsam, in which the embroidery is extremely prominent, and Lin Rongrong spends a lot of money to invite the empress of the court to serve the court. Regarding the idea that cheongsam conforms to the ancient style, the first day of the design competition was intensely discussed.

Cheongsam originated from the traditional costumes of Manchu women. It was improved in the last century and blended with Western culture. It is a combination of classical culture and the times. It was not called cheongsam, but long gowns, long robes, robes, etc. It can be said that it is based on ancient style. Bone, of course, meets the requirements of the ancient elements of the competition.

The cheongsam pattern from the next day is mostly based on sketching techniques. The debut is a set of Meilan bamboo and chrysanthemum cheongsam. The model is wearing a classical cheongsam, holding a paper umbrella in one hand, and holding a fragrant fan in one hand. It comes elegantly and elegantly while showing the feminine curves.

The string song is mainly composed of Song costumes. The style and color inherit the Tang Dynasty. Compared with the Tang suit, it is more self-cultivating. In terms of men's wear, styles include shirts, straights, and so on. Women's clothing has developed a scorpion, which is a straight-necked gown, with long and narrow sleeves, long to knees, and not stitched back and forth, similar to modern cardigans.

Song costumes from the string songs, the lines are simple, the style is slender, beautiful and elegant. Some styles are designed by Lan Ruo personally. Regarding the source of inspiration, she said: "In the historical dynasty, I liked the Song Dynasty most. The economic development gave birth to urban prosperity. The Song Dynasty city has been quite complete and not lost in modern times.

For example, they had a takeaway service at the time. The restaurant industry in Beijing is extremely developed. The market brokers often buy food and drink only in the city, and do not set up their own vegetables. The restaurant in Song Dynasty has already begun to provide fast-food, called “timely execution” and “can do”. Meal service, Qingming Shanghe Tu draws a hotel buddy who does not know who is going to take delivery. ”

This directly set off a Song Dynasty fever, netizens talked a lot: "Wow, this is suitable for me, I am now sending a takeaway, hahahaha wear to the Song Dynasty to continue to be a takeaway brother."

"When it comes to crossing, I can only accept the Song Dynasty in ancient times. I don't consider electricity, games, etc., and I can live very well."

"Emmmm I checked, the Song Dynasty actually has a special money for others to make a night of incense, the old brother is steady, three hundred and sixty lines are the best!"

The next day's chord songs are good enough, however, there is another person who is at the top of the design competition. The designer, at the beginning of the competition, was overwhelmed with overwhelming criticism. He chose to prove himself with strength and went all the way. At the end of the preliminary round, the total points had reached the top of the list.

She is - Tangya on behalf of Jiahe!

At first, no one was optimistic about Jiahe. After all, Tang Ya’s performance at the floating exhibition was obvious to all. Everyone does not believe that Tang Ya, who knows nothing about the classical culture of Xiaguo, can design a real ancient elemental costume.

However, with her changing style and innovative design, Tang Ya has won the recognition of everyone. She is not retro, but retro, and integrated into personal understanding. Or separate out an ancient element, deconstruct and rebuild.

She is like a skilled magician. The history of the five thousand years of Xia Guoguo is a deck of cards in her hands. They are in her palms, pulled apart, and closed. She walks in a leisurely way, picks up a random piece, and the patterns she plays make everyone amazing.

She is not constrained by a certain dynasty, Wei Jin style, Sheng Tang meteorological, free to switch. The feeling is that as long as she thinks, she has endless sources and ideas. Others are only amazed at this. After all, it is too difficult to determine the theme to the start of the race. It is hard enough to choose a costume specialization of the dynasty. She can learn from the best of the 100 families, of course enough to win the respect of everyone.

Netizens can only sigh: "Schools are three days, when you look at each other."

The employees of Jiahe said: "You have never seen the office of General Tang. The ancient books are full of people, and you can see sleepless nights every day."

Tang Ya’s own attitude is very sincere: “I used to do something wrong. I ignored the classical culture of the Xia Kingdom. I accepted all criticisms with humility. The best time to plant a tree is ten years ago, followed by the present. Thanks. The exhibition of floating paintings gave me a head start, and I had the opportunity to catch up in the somuns design competition."

People always like to watch the drama of the prodigal son. For them, such Tangya is even more attractive than Lan Ruo and Lin Rongrong who value the classical culture from the beginning. In just one preliminary game, she has countless powders, and the number of Weibo fans has doubled. The sales of Jiahe apparel have also soared.

Before the start of the semi-finals, somuns officially issued a notice, the new season will usher in a new judge to join. Jiahe office building, Tang Ya looked at the internal news bought, the expression was awkward, the original beautiful face became very horrible.

The new judge is actually Ren Qiao!

Why? She digs into the design competition, and if Ren does not do anything, she can become a judge to evaluate her work.

Since the exhibition of floating paintings, Ren Qiao has become a dark thorn in Tang Ya’s heart. She wants to use Ren Qiao, but also deeply hates Ren Qiao. After the exhibition, the netizen blew Ren Qiao on the sky and completely stepped on her upper position. In order to catch people's attention, the title of the media is exaggerated. This woman only has a high school education, but the ivy girl who graduated from Ivy League has not given her shoes. Tang Ya spent a lot of money, public relations to delete comments, or can not stop the netizens crazy.

Previously, Lan Ruo declared war on her and undermined her cooperation with Somuns. Ren Qiao promoted the first red man by the shareholder. Now, she finally washes the humiliation brought by the floating exhibition, but has to become Ren's stepping stone again? Seeing that Ren Qiao borrowed the heat of the contest she had won through, she asked.

Noway!