The ancestors brought black and red juniors to become popular in variety shows

Chapter 98 You Will Win
Ning Fan's words made Mo Silu's eyes widen.

After a brief surprise, a surge of ecstasy filled her heart, she took a step forward and looked at Ning Fan expectantly.

"Is Miss Ning a model?"

After she finished speaking, she smiled apologetically, "From what you and Fei Weiwei said just now, you should also be a famous person, but I was doing design for a while ago, so I didn't pay attention to these things."

Ning Fan still maintained a smiling expression on his face, but shook his head.

"no."

Most of the anticipation in Mo Silu's eyes dissipated, but a small part remained, "Then...do you know how to walk? Or have you ever been on stage before?"

Ning Fan shook his head again, "Not at all."

The anticipation in Mo Silu's eyes completely disappeared, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she was amused by the anticipation she had.

"That won't work, let's not say that Miss Ning has never been on stage, my clothes are still broken, our group is useless even if we participate in the competition, and besides, we offended Fang Min again, but he has a backer. "

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and her shoulders drooped, as if she had lost some kind of support in her body.

Ning Fan blinked and shook his phone, "Backstage? We also have it."

Mo Silu was taken aback, "Huh?"

Ning Fan looked down at her, his lacquered eyes seemed to see through everything, looking straight into her eyes.

"I saw in the brochure just now that there are more than one judges in the designer competition, and the person who invited me is also one of them. Do you want me to send him a message and ask him to help us? Maybe you can get promoted. "

Said that she was going to unlock the phone, as if she was going to send a message.

Without even thinking about it, Mo Silu rushed over and grabbed her mobile phone, "No, no need! I hope to rely on my own ability, not others!"

After speaking, he met Shang Ning Fan's smiling eyes, and immediately realized it.

If Ning Fan was invited by a judge of a designer competition, then she must also be very good.

Thinking of this, she took a big step back, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, you don't need to worry about me, you can go back to participate in the fashion exhibition, anyway, I am not a professional student of design, making clothes is just a hobby Besides, even if I win an award, with Fang Min around, I definitely won't have a good chance."

The more she talked, the more depressed she became, she turned her head and continued to tidy up the crumpled blueprints that had been stepped on by Fang Min and his followers.

This time, without hearing Ning Fan's voice again, Mo Silu smiled wryly.

This is the best choice, Fang Min is right, she forgot that outrageous design dream, it is really ridiculous.

How can a person like her have any qualifications to talk about dreams, it is enough to live an ordinary life honestly and dutifully.

"Are you willing?"

Just when Mo Silu thought Ning Fan had left, her cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Mo Silu's body shook, but she didn't look back.

The voice behind continued, "Are you willing to just give up like this?"

"It's a hobby I've loved for many years, isn't it agreed to carry forward traditional culture and make everyone who wears the clothes you design smile?"

Ning Fan's speaking speed was getting slower and slower, and his voice was erratic, as if covered in a layer of tulle.

Mosslo turned her head in disbelief.

The light poured down from the top of Ning Fan's head, and her face suddenly turned into the kindly smiling face of her grandmother, and her voice became deeper and deeper, as if she had grown old.

Mo Silu murmured: "Grandma."

At this moment, the back of my grandmother bending over to sew clothes under the dim light appeared in front of my eyes, and I returned to the rental house after finishing the busy day and stayed up late to draw pictures to catch up with work, and there was also the grandmother's tailor shop, after trying on clothes A smiling guest.

Many, many pictures flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern.

"Lulu, are you really willing to give up the design?"

Lulu, this is her nickname, and grandma often calls her that.

Mo Silu didn't cry when she was bullied, and she didn't cry when she was threatened to retire, but now she couldn't suppress her heart, she cried out with tears in her eyes, "I don't want to! I like design, and I want more people to wear my design." clothes, want me to go out with traditional culture!"

Her voice echoed in the preparation room, like an oath engraved here.

In the next second, everything seemed to return to reality.

Ning Fan seemed to know what she was thinking, and patted her on the shoulder, "Okay, then should we start preparing?"

Mo Silu suddenly came back to her senses, recalled what she said just now, stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, and blushed suddenly.

At the same time, he also realized that something was wrong.

How did Ning Fan know what she had said to her grandmother?
She was just about to ask, but Ning Fan seemed to have noticed something, and changed the subject, "It's my first time as a model, I should change the clothes according to my size, but before that, I should mend the clothes first, and then change the subject. The game will start in less than half an hour."

"Ah, yes." Mo Silu was successfully distracted and forgot the question just now, "I still need to mend clothes!"

She looked at the torn clothes, feeling a little distressed, "However, this position seems to be difficult to repair. If it is not repaired properly, the skirt will be a bit abrupt, which will destroy the overall atmosphere."

Ning Fan supported the table with one hand, and said casually, "Why don't you use the bad part to turn it into a pattern?"

Her finger brushed lightly over the cracked part, "For example, how about the lotus wreath pattern, it matches the brocade on the skirt quite well."

Mo Silu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Ning Fan in surprise, "Does Miss Ning know design and fabric?"

Ning Fan paused for a moment, "I don't really understand it, but if I read a lot, I will know something."

When she was a goddess, she always wore the same high-quality brocade as those in the imperial city, and she would also ask the embroiderer to customize it for her, or let her get up and choose the fabric by herself.

Although Mo Silu didn't quite understand what Ning Fan said, she didn't continue to ask.

She was completely immersed in Ning Fan's proposal just now, "If it is a lotus flower pattern, we can make a three-dimensional pattern, and put gold threads on it, it should look better!"

After speaking, she looked at Ning Fan, wanting to get her affirmation.

Ning Fan rolled his eyes and nodded, "Yes, your idea is great."

With Ning Fan's approval, Mo Silu was visibly excited, and the speed of mending clothes was much faster.
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On the other side, after Ning Yizhou and Ning Fan separated, they just turned around and looked at a man with long hair.

He walked over to pick up the wine glass that was placed beside him. Just as he was about to drink, he suddenly thought that he would have to send his ancestor back tonight, so he changed to a drink.

Seeing his movements, the man with medium long hair snorted lightly, "It seems that the rumors are still credible, our Young Master Ning has really turned his back on the evil."

Ning Yizhou glanced at him, not paying attention to his sarcasm, "What about you? It seems that you have been doing well recently, and you can still come to the fashion show."

The man with medium-length hair smiled, "I'm no longer a freelance photographer, I have a company."

Ning Yizhou was a little surprised, Lin Fei was his photographer for a certain event, and he appeared with a face full of injuries, which shocked everyone.

However, he still had a face full of indifference, saying that the boss of the company was upset and had a fight with him, and this was the last filming.

He didn't expect that there would be someone more attractive than himself, and the two knew each other immediately.

Since then, Lin Fei has been a freelance photographer and has never worked in any company.

He asked curiously, "Why did you think about it this time?"

Lin Fei clicked his tongue, "The owner of this company is not bad, the price is high, and there are few things, so I jumped in and went to jail."

"Don't talk about me, I heard about you when I first joined the company. I heard that you rejected Xi Yu's cooperation invitation again?"

Ning Yizhou frowned, for a moment he didn't remember what Xi Yu was.

He thought about it for a while before he remembered, "Ah, Brother Li seems to have told me that after rejecting me, he found Qin Song, and then saw that the old ancestor became popular, and wanted to take advantage of the old ancestor's popularity?"

Lin Fei smiled gloatingly, "This is the company. I heard that the senior management of Xiyu is so angry that they want to blacklist you. They should also come to the fashion show this time. You won't quarrel, right? Come and let me give you Post the chat history."

Talking about opening WeChat, but just clicking on Ning Yizhou's dialog box, his hands suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened slightly.

He looked at it in disbelief and brought his eyes closer to the screen, then burst out laughing.

"Master Ning, don't love me too much."

Ning Yizhou was confused, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Fei turned the phone around and pointed it at Ning Yizhou's face, "I still want to quibble, but your news is really well-informed. I just saw on Weibo that changing your ancestor's avatar will change your luck. Weibo Many little girls have changed."

"I didn't expect you to change it too. Are you superstitious or selfish?"

Ning Yizhou watched his profile picture change from his handsome selfie to a picture of his ancestor in the lotus pond, the corners of his mouth twitched.

So, just now, the ancestor asked for his mobile phone on the road just to change his avatar for better luck? ? ?

He actually held this avatar for such a long time! !

Ning Yizhou quickly took out his mobile phone to replace the scary profile picture, and then looked back for Ning Fan.

Looking around, he found that she wasn't here at all. He went to the brand display area next door and walked around, but he still didn't see Ning Fan.

Ning Yizhou frowned, feeling a bad premonition.

Seeing his anxious look, Lin Fei laughed and said, "What are you afraid of, can she get lost as an adult?"

"The designer competition next door is about to start. She may be watching the fun over there, or should we go over there and look for it?"
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Over there, Cen Ke dragged Lin Chaoning around the entire fashion exhibition, and finally saw He Yanchen in the brand display area.

The two walked over, and Cen Ke showed that relaxed attitude that made Lin Chaoning extremely uncomfortable.

"Does Senior He still remember me? I'm Cen Jingyi's younger sister."

He Yanchen's originally serious face relaxed when he heard Cen Jingyi's name, "Of course I heard it, Jingyi's baby sister is the most curious person we have."

"What do you find me for?"

Cen Ke smiled and pushed Lin Chaoning next to her, "This is my friend Lin Chaoning. She is an actress. I heard that Senior He is planning to develop in H City. It just so happens that Ningning has a good understanding of fashion, and she is very interested in Chinese fashion. Chinese culture is also well studied.”

Hearing this, He Yanchen raised his eyebrows, looked at Lin Chaoning, "Hello."

Lin Chaoning had a gentle smile just right on her face, and raised her skirt with both hands and lowered her head slightly, "Hello, Mr. He, your design is really perfect. It blends romance and classic just right. It not only enhances personality, but also captures to values ​​and feelings.”

He Yanchen's eyes brightened obviously, and he looked at Lin Chaoning with a softer gaze, "It seems that Miss Lin really has a good understanding of fashion."

As he spoke, he took out a business card, "I do have plans to do Huaguo elements recently, and it is really helpful to meet someone like Miss Lin who has researched on Huaguo culture."

Lin Chaoning was overjoyed, and took the business card with both hands, calming down some of the anger she had received from Hou Yi.

He Yanchen glanced at the time, "The designer competition is about to start. I am one of the judges for this competition. I heard that some of the contestants' designs this time are very traditional in Huaguo. Ms. Lin and Ms. Cen are not as good as me. Let's go to taste and taste together?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an arrogant sneer behind him, "Dylan, have you regressed to the point where you need a cultural desert to taste for you?"

"You might as well ask me, maybe I can tell you something in a good mood."

This voice changed the expressions of the three people present, especially Lin Chaoning.

The words "cultural desert" reminded her of the shame just now.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw that He Yanchen's expression was also extremely ugly, and he also sneered, "Charles, I thought you were already shameless enough, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless as to attack a woman so openly."

Hou Yi raised his eyebrows, "I'm sorry, but in my eyes, the cultural desert does not distinguish between genders. As for the tasting you mentioned..."

He glanced at Lin Chaoning, and snorted softly, "I hope I won't misunderstand even the most basic brocade fabrics and patterns, but the combination of your old-fashioned and cultural desert is indeed refreshing, haha."

After speaking, he turned and left, entering the area of ​​the designer competition.

Lin Chaoning looked at his back and trembled with anger. She finally understood why Hou Yi admired Ning Fan so much.

The two of them are equally arrogant and disgusting! !
He Yanchen let out a breath slowly, then looked at Lin Chaoning apologetically, "I'm sorry that Miss Lin was affected by me."

"Me and Charles..." He paused, like grinding his teeth, and didn't say any more.

"The designer competition is about to start, let's go."
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the designer competition started on time.

All of them have already taken their seats outside the venue, and the contestants and models in the backstage are also busy.

Ning Fan wore Mo Silu's modified work, and Ning Fan matched the styling and makeup by himself.

Hearing the voice from outside, Mo Silu seemed a little nervous, "Sister Fan, let me go outside first."

In just half an hour, Mo Silu had already changed the name of Ning Fan. Although Ning Fan looked smaller than her, her existence was convincing.

Ning Fan hummed softly, "Go."

Mo Silu quietly opened the door and stuck her head out, only to see Fang Min passing by.

Fang Min's originally smiling face sank, and at the same time he rubbed his wrist reflexively.

"It seems that you didn't listen to a word of my words. You must participate in this competition, right?"

Mo Silu looked up at him and blinked.

In fact, she was scared when she saw Fang Min in the hall, but now...

Maybe it was because she thought that Sister Fan was behind her, or maybe it was because the way Fang Min was beaten up and crying by Sister Fan just now was too deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Suddenly she wasn't afraid at all.

"Your hand...don't hurt?"

Fang Min wanted to say something more, but was choked by this sentence.

He jumped up in anger, "Ha, now that someone is backing you up, how dare you mock me?"

"Don't get too complacent, I've already asked Uncle, whether it's you or your helper, you're all dead!"

After speaking, he walked away with heavy steps, as if he could trample them under his feet.

Watching Fang Min leave, Mo Silu closed the door again, looking at Ning Fan with bright eyes.

"Sister Fan! Have I become stronger! When I faced Fang Min, I wasn't afraid at all!"

Ning Fan bent his eyes and touched the top of her head, "Well, it's really amazing."

After about half an hour, the staff shouted outside: "Contestant No. 30, please get ready."

Ning Fan and Mo Silu left the preparation room and walked to the side of the stage.

From this position, you can see the judges and audience in the audience, as well as the contestants and models on the stage.

Ning Fan looked at a familiar face in the audience and raised his eyebrows.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Mo Silu beside her with her head down, her whole body tensed up to the point of trembling slightly, and even the sound of teeth chattering could be heard.

Ning Fan was helpless and funny, "Are you so nervous? Those who didn't know thought you were going to go on stage for a catwalk."

Mo Silu forced a smile, "As a designer, you have to go on stage in the end. After all, you have to listen to the judges' comments and scores."

After the voice fell, I felt a burst of warmth from my back, as if being hugged into a very safe embrace.

Ning Fan put his hand on her back. Miraculously, the tension just now subsided instantly, and even his beating heart slowly calmed down.

Ning Fan's determined voice came from above his head.

"Take it easy, you'll win."

The voice fell, and the voice of the staff came from the side.

"Contestant No. 30, please get ready to go on stage."

(End of this chapter)