Bringing the system to be a little ancestor in the 80s

Chapter 232 Chapter 232: Design, or me, you choose one

Qiao Sisi is the well-deserved No.1. As the champion, she accepted the award on stage and gave her acceptance speech.

Qiao Sisi took the trophy with both hands, and thanked the presenter.

Then she turned around, microphone in hand, and faced the audience in front of the stage.

The audience has almost left one after another, only a few scattered people probably want to see what this unique designer looks like.

These audiences are also enough.

Even if there is only one person, she still has to complete her curtain call.

She holds a speech in her hand.

After thinking about it, he threw the manuscript in his hand on the ground.

Holding the microphone, he said: "Just now, before my model came on stage, I heard someone in the background say that Chinese people don't have fashion, to be honest, I almost believed it at that time.

But now, here I am, I figured it out.

What is fashion?Fashion is attitude, tolerance and acceptance of all good things.

Our China has a history of 5000 years, and there have been tides of all nations. What it has today is a vast space and a long time, which have been accumulated until now.

Different from some people's arrogance and prejudice, it spreads everywhere, our Huaxia is fashion itself.

Tang suits are enthusiastic, Song suits are graceful, Ming suits are dignified...

And the honor I get today should not belong to me alone, but the precious legacy left by my Chinese civilization of 5000 years to the descendants of Yan and Huang.

I am the founder of the Joss brand, and I am from Huaxia. If you also like the work tonight, welcome to Huaxia to learn more.

Chinese civilization has a long history. When you start to get in touch with it and understand it, you will know its magnificence and thickness, but what I have shown today is not as good as it should be. "

Bruce was sitting under the stage, and when she heard Qiao Sisi finish speaking, she took the lead in applauding.

Qiao Sisi also saw him, and returned a grateful smile.

The audience in the audience also applauded, but there were not many people, and the voices were not loud, sparse.

But for Qiao Sisi, this was enough.

Joss is indeed a small brand, because of the limitations of its craftsmanship, it is impossible to mass-produce it, but it can show its beauty in front of the world.

That is the goal of Qiao Sisi's struggle.

Qiao Sisi took the trophy and went backstage, just in time, she met that Ella again.

Of course, she heard what Qiao Sisi said to her on stage just now.

Losing the championship, and still being connoted, I can imagine that Miss Ella is in a very unhappy mood now.

Sitting on the sofa, she looked into Qiao Sisi's eyes as if she wanted to eat someone.

Qiao Sisi just pointed at her and raised the trophy in his hand.

"This trophy can be regarded as a lifetime achievement." Qiao Sisi said slowly.

"But you don't need to worry, you are still very young, thirty? Or forty? Anyway, it's still early for retirement, come back in three years.

I believe that you will definitely get the trophy before you retire. "

It's so cool to get revenge with achievements.

After walking out of the game, Qiao Sisi immediately called Lin Fan.

Before, her nerves were tense, she was under pressure from work, and she was not confident about the results of the competition. Now, she has enough thoughts to make this call.

The call was connected in almost a second.

"Qiao Sisi, you only know to call me now." Lin Fan's excited voice came from the other end.

"I'm sorry, I was busy competing." Qiao Sisi apologized.

"Fortunately, I won, Lin Fan, I won No.1, Casey. An, the most prestigious award in the fashion industry.

Lin Fan, I am the youngest designer to win this award, I did it, I really did it. "

She couldn't help but immediately wanted to share her joy with Lin Fan.

But Lin Fan's interest was not very high.

"I knew it." He murmured softly.

"what do you know?"

Happiness was not recognized, and the smile on Qiao Sisi's mouth gradually froze.

"I knew that if you didn't win the game, you wouldn't be able to call me." Lin Fan said.

Qiao Sisi knew that he still had resentment in his heart.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Besides saying I'm sorry, what else would you say?" Lin Fan was furious.

"If you say sorry, you leave me to the capital, if you say sorry, you leave me to France.

Qiao Sisi, I have been chasing you, but I can't catch up!

Do you know what I'm living these days?Do you know how uncomfortable it is?
And you?Do you know how I feel when you are still playing your game in good condition and you are so excited to call me?

I feel that all my sadness and pain these days are all my wishful thinking, and you are like a heartless bastard. "

Qiao Sisi stood outside the arena, holding the phone in her hands, with her head down, her heart was slowly aching like it was peeling off.

She didn't know the source of this pain, whether it was feeling sorry for Lin Fan, or guilt, and what made her even more uncomfortable was that she didn't know how to answer.

For a long time, she could only say, "I'm sorry."

Lin Fan at the other end seemed to be completely crazy: "I told you, I don't want to listen, I'm sorry."

He growled.

"Then what do you want me to say?"

"Let me ask you, if you want me to choose the same as in design, what would you choose?"

"Lin Fan!"

"Just treat me as vexatious." Lin Fan said loudly.

"It's enough for me to understand, to be magnanimous, and to accommodate you. Just this time, it's enough for you to accommodate me just once, isn't it enough?"

"But it's by design."

"Isn't everything the same? Design, family, exams... you can't give up, just say, choose me or choose design?"

The girl's words really stimulated Lin Fan.

He was like a little girl who fell in love, feeling extremely insecure. Qiao Sisi had to do something to prove the existence of this relationship.

But Qiao Sisi was silent for a long time.

She was holding the phone and standing outside the arena, surrounded by people coming and going, but she seemed to be still.

She opened her mouth, but still couldn't say the answer.

Lin Fan urged: "Qiao Sisi, speak up..."

But he was eager for an answer.

After a long time, he heard her faint, mosquito-like voice.

She said, "Lin Fan, I'm sorry."

Lin Fan said: "Qiao Sisi, fuck your mother!"

This time, it was Lin Fan who hung up the phone first.

There was a busy tone on the phone, and when Qiao Sisi raised her head again, her face was already covered with tears.

The streets were full of traffic, and the streets of Paris were full of well-dressed pedestrians. Qiao Sisi held the trophy in one hand and cried uncontrollably.

At this moment, a Bentley stopped in front of Qiao Sisi.

Qiao Sisi recognized that car - Lu Sibei's.

A middle-aged man got out of the car, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and walked up to Qiao Sisi.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Qiao?" the man asked.

(End of this chapter)