Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Song Yuening is not like other parents. When she hears Song Nian'an's words, she will feel that she is just comforting herself with words.

She knew that Song Nian'an really had a way.

She raised her hand and landed on Song Nian'an's shoulder, looked into her clear eyes, and asked softly.

"Did Nian An think of something?"

Song Nian'an nodded heavily twice.

"Yes! Mom, don't forget, I was there when you locked yourself in the study for the past two days and drew the design draft. I know all your inspirations!"

Song Nian'an proudly puffed out her small chest, which made Song Yuening laugh. She curled up her index finger and lightly scratched the bridge of Song Nian'an's nose.

"Little Ghost, are you so powerful? Then tell mom, what do you think?"

The original design draft is no longer usable.

It was not that Song Yuening had never thought about drawing the original design draft that she originally planned to submit for the competition, so that she would have enough time to come up with the design draft and the finished product within an hour.

But, she thought of the woman who deliberately led her out.

There is no doubt that this must be a conspiracy against her. Although her design draft has been completely destroyed, it does not mean that it was not backed up before being destroyed.

What if she still participated in the competition as planned, and after she got a good ranking, the design draft was used to make a fuss?

The trouble at that time will be much greater than it is now, so it is better to eliminate this risk from the beginning and come up with a new work.

But how easy is it to find inspiration, put it on paper, and then make a finished product in a short period of time?

It was as if she had reached a dead end and could not find a way forward. Fortunately, Song Nian'an was here. She also wanted to hear what kind of hints this "bystander" could give her as an authority.

Song Nian'an was a little nervous when she was stared at by Song Yuening's focused eyes, but she still quickly took out her mobile phone from her bag, opened the photo album, and showed Song Yuening the photos she had taken before.

"Mom, look, I've said it before. There are actually a lot of beautiful clothes in these works that you regard as scraps. They just need to be slightly altered. Why do you have to throw them away?"

Song Nian'an said, turning the pages one by one to Song Yuening, but Song Yuening's brows furrowed even more tightly.

She is a perfectionist. If the designed clothes do not satisfy her first, then she will not make them anyway.

Song Nian'an's intention was good, to help her, but she didn't want these "defective products".

Just when Song Yuening was about to ask Song Nian'an to stop flipping through the photo album, Song Nian'an's fingers suddenly stopped.

"Mom, I actually think this one is the prettiest, and it's not inferior to the design you're going to submit for the competition. But it would be nice if you could add some decorations. It feels a bit too monotonous."

"Didn't you like to add some Chinese elements to your works before? Why don't you try it this time?"

Song Nian'an whispered, his eyes slowly shifted from the photo to Song Yuening, and he was immediately startled by Song Yuening's bright eyes.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Why are you so excited? Did she just say something wrong?

However, before Song Nianan could ask her, Song Yuening hugged her into his arms and kissed her hard on the cheek.

"Nian'an, you are really my mother's great treasure!"

She now knows what kind of work she should give to the judges and teachers.

...Song Yuening stood in the center of the competition stage. The spotlight fell on her. The eyes of countless spectators and judges and teachers in the audience fell on her and the dress that was held up by a mannequin beside her. On the body.

"Contestant Song Yuening, it seems that you have given us what you think is the most perfect work."

Song Yuening listened to the judges' calm tone, took a deep breath, picked up the microphone and brought it to her lips.

"Yes, teacher, this is the answer sheet I handed in."

Beside her, the mannequin was wearing a cheongsam with a light gold background.

For the upper body of the cheongsam, Song Yuening used three layers of arcs to form a fully open cheongsam collar. The chest area was divided and spliced ​​to form a deep V shape.

Song Yuening's gentle voice echoed in the competition field: "I chose the pattern on this cheongsam that comes from Chinese painting, which is called the lotus leaf pattern."

As Song Yuening said, the cheongsam is painted with three goldfish starting from the left shoulder, and then starting from the left shoulder, it begins to spread from the waist to the entire skirt, making it look very lifelike.

And that alone was not enough. During the final work, Song Yuening listened to Song Nian'an's words and added a tail directly to the waist in order to increase the shape of the cheongsam and to make it less monotonous.

The dark green skirt's tail is like a lotus leaf blooming in a pond. The layers are stacked and the back hem sweeps the floor, making the whole dress more elegant.

After Song Yuening introduced the whole body, she stood sideways on one side of the mannequin, gently pulled at the trailing part of the waist, and untied her.

"Of course, this tail can be taken off at will and does not have to be worn."

"When you need it, it is a new and improved cheongsam, and when you don't need it, it is a simple, dignified and elegant retro dress."

After Song Yuening finished speaking, she held Miao Wei in her arms and turned to look at the judges who had never given her a score or asked her any questions.

"Thank you very much to all the judges and teachers for giving me a chance. This dress is the work I gave to you. I hope all the teachers will like it. Thank you."

After speaking, she lowered her head and bowed slightly.

When she raised her head again, there was endless applause from the audience, and the judges and teachers who had been silent just now also pressed the scoring button.

What surprised Song Yuening was that the score she got was very high.

The judge who first gave her a chance even gave her a high score of "97".

She looked at the undisguised surprise on Song Yuening's face, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Why are you so surprised? I didn't open the back door for you. This is the score you deserve."

"Contestant Song Yuening, you make me very happy, and you really did not disappoint me. I have known you before, and I have seen your other works, but there has always been an obvious problem in your works, but this time, you changed ”

Her overall style still follows the consistent national style design line, but this time the improved cheongsam dress and the Chinese lotus flower on it, which is the essence of the national style, have made her no longer see the same "template" design style.

Her design is elegant, retro, noble and full of national charm. No matter how high the score is, it is not an exaggeration.

"Congratulations to player Song Yuening for successfully advancing to the finals."

"I'm looking forward to what kind of work you will come up with in the following competitions to surprise us. Please continue to work hard. What we need is a designer like you."