Chapter 481 Design Final
Regarding the memory of the fourth brother Yanxiu and the competition, Murong Qiao could only recall the scene of the opponent throwing the trophy into his arms last time.

She looked down at the clothes she was wearing again, and was silent.

Unknowingly, Murong Qiao's closet has been filled with the masterpieces of the fourth brother Yanxiu. Almost every piece of clothing in various styles is made by Yanxiu, with his strong and unique design style, which is comparable to that of Murong Qiao. Called a perfect match.

Such a talented fourth brother...

Thinking of how the other party looked like an otaku at home, Murong Qiao couldn't help curling the corners of his lips. For a moment, it was really hard to imagine what the other party would be like during the game.

She began to look forward to the day of the competition.

Being able to invite Murong Qiao is naturally not a small matter.

In fact, the Muse Design Competition has been attracting much attention recently, and the two who stood out from many designers at the beginning have become the focus of attention now.

Yanxiu has been developing abroad for a long time, so people in China are still a little unfamiliar with this too young designer, but there are many fanatical fans of Yanxiu.

And the other Qin Zizhuo is a well-known figure in China, and has been nominated in many magazines.

Whether a person is lying or not can be seen at a glance through training, not to mention that the staff member is nervous all over, and there is a problem at a glance.

Today, these people will all become witnesses to his success in winning the championship.

If he let someone in to find out what's going on inside, his job would probably be over.

The atmosphere gradually became anxious and unbearable, and the two of them just spoke a few words to stir up dots of flames, spreading and burning from the body to the seven points.

Although they didn't hear any strange sounds, the staff were subconsciously worried that Yanxiu might hear something he shouldn't have heard.

And at the end of the outer corridor separated by a wall, Yan Xiuxiu was blocked by a staff member with a blank face.

"You're here." Qin Zizhuo stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"Sorry, there are some problems in this area temporarily, please come back later." The staff said.

He walked to the door quickly, and he couldn't wait to open the door, especially when he saw who was coming, even the smile on the corner of his mouth was so satisfied that it was meaningful.

It was at this time that Murong Qiao came to the match scene.

After Qin Zizhuo listened to her words, the smile on his face became more sincere.

The woman gave him a wink, "Miss me?"

The door was closed and locked, and the huge space suddenly became ambiguous when there were only two people. Anxious and hot emotions were brewing in the two people's gazes, and the eyes they looked at each other seemed to be able to " Drawing" same.

Qin Zizhuo stood in his room, looked at the bustling scene outside the venue through the glass, and squinted his eyes happily.

Yanxiu didn't speak, and his dark eyes stared at the other party when he was not speaking, which made the staff feel scalp numb.

The speed was so fast that the staff were locked outside before they could catch up.

A handsome young talent is a common word to describe him, and many people think that among the younger generation of designers, only Qin Zizhuo and Yanxiu can match, and their strength is equal.

"Thank you for your hard work." He said softly.

"This time the topic selection is what you are best at. Don't worry, I've already asked someone to change it." The woman chuckled.

Seeing that after he finished speaking, the staff still didn't move away, and Yanxiu didn't say any more, just passed the other party quickly, went straight to his room and entered.

The sound of high heels gradually approached, and finally stopped outside the door.

Seeing this, the staff had no choice but to repeat, "Please cooperate."

But after looking at it, as long as he doesn't provoke himself, Yanxiu doesn't bother to care about it.

The staff member wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Yan, Teacher Yanxiu..."

"Get ready, the show will start later, everyone cheer up!" Someone shouted.

"Get out of the way." Yanxiu only spit out two words.

The scent of the perfume hit his senses before the soft body. Some strong scents made Qin Zizhuo feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't show any dislike in his heart. Instead, he hugged each other deeply with a smile on his face.

After that, it was too late for the staff to think about it, and soon the noise in the distance in the corridor attracted his attention.

This word was deliberately lowered, and the words were ambiguous. Coupled with the thoughts in each other's hearts, the serious matter that was just about to be discussed almost disappeared.

On the day of the game, the people at the gate of the arena were almost packed.

Teacher Wen Ning is naturally the woman who is close to Qin Zizhuo. At the same time, she is also very honored to be a judge in today's Muse Design Competition.

"That's natural..." Qin Zizhuo shouted in a low voice, and his hands and feet began to be dishonest.

The staff complained inwardly, but when they thought that Teacher Wen Ning was talking to someone inside..., his footsteps were firmly fixed here, and he didn't dare to move half a step away.

Knowing that you can't get in if you squeeze your head, but countless cameras are looking forward to it. The reporter and the photographer are standing at the door with long guns and short cannons on their shoulders.

In the room with only each other, the words and actions of the two were unscrupulous, and the relationship was obviously very "intimate."

Different from the strength shown by standing at the door just now, the woman nestled in Qin Zizhuo's arms at this moment is almost full of coquettishness, showing Qin Zizhuo a softness that no one else can see.

"This..." The staff looked worriedly at the next room.

The woman blushed, but she raised her hand and pulled him to lower his head, "Then how do you want to thank me?"

Fortunately, both of them had the occasion in mind, they didn't really mess around in this room, they just separated after a little while and talked about business.

It's just that she can't go to the backstage, and she can't meet the fourth brother Yanxiu in advance. After entering the venue, she can only follow the staff to take her seat.

In addition, many people came here today, and their status is either rich or noble. The people above repeatedly emphasized that there should be no mistakes.

"Hmm~" Qin Zizhuo even hummed happily.

When he saw that Yanxiu was determined to go in, he was one head and two big.

The final is a critical occasion, and there is no room for mistakes.

He shouldn't be here...

The woman who was next to Qin Zizhuo looked that she was not young at all, and the fine lines around her eyes showed that the traces of time had passed on this person, but her beautiful face was still carefully maintained, which made her look A little bit "beautiful and delicious".

Yanxiu glanced at the other party behind him, in his own room, raised his eyebrows but didn't intend to move.

The sound of the heels was so crisp that the first time Qin Zizhuo heard it, the smile on his face revealed his true mood faster than the thoughts in his mind.

"This is your place," the female staff member indicated with a smile.

"Anything you need to press the button on the seat, I wish you a happy viewing."

After all, Murong Qiao was from Murong's family, and the competition team would never underestimate him. Therefore, the position arranged was naturally the best in the audience, the first row with a great view.

Murong Qiao sat down slowly, and looked around casually against the scrutinizing eyes of the people around him. He couldn't help feeling a little regretful when he couldn't find a familiar figure.

(End of this chapter)

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