my primitive boyfriend

Chapter 184: The Game Begins (1)
Back then, the actress also got the statuette as she wished, which also made Angel's name "Lucky Clothes" widely known.

But now, Angel actually came to judge his work in person. Undoubtedly, this was a great temptation for all the participants!

When the person in charge of the exchange camp told the news at this moment, some people even asked repeatedly, completely unbelievable.

how to say?It's like Jordan suddenly came to watch a game of elementary school students!
However, the news is true!

Angel will come to the scene in person and give comments and judgments on each contestant's work. Of course, she is not the only judge for this competition, and there are several other invited international masters.

But so what, it is already a kind of satisfaction to see my idol with my own eyes!

Just after the organizer announced the news, all the participants were gearing up for a showdown, fighting for life and death!After all, who doesn't want to make a good impression in front of idols!
It was late at night, but few people could sleep peacefully.

For the sake of fairness, the competition rules of this competition will not be officially announced until tomorrow.

"Lolo, tell me, I'll wear this dress the day after tomorrow, okay?" Jian Ren had already brought his entire suitcase over, comparing and comparing in front of the mirror.

"No! This one is too bright and not professional enough!" Jian Ren didn't need Qi Luo's suggestion at all, and said to himself, then threw the clothes on the bed directly, and took out another one from the box .

"Jian Ren, shouldn't you be concerned about tomorrow's game?" Zi Luo asked amusedly, seeing the chaos on his bed.

Everyone is preparing for tomorrow's game, and only this guy is foolishly holding clothes to try on!
"Lolo, the first image is very important, okay?" Jian Ren said with a look of pity, "When I think that I will meet my idol the day after tomorrow, I am so excited! How can I do it for you?" Ready for tomorrow's game?"

"Besides, I don't know what the competition will be tomorrow? How do I prepare?" Then, he threw away the clothes in his hands and took out another one.

"However, the exchange camp is not only for one week, why did you bring more than a dozen pieces of clothes?" Zi Luo looked at the clothes that covered his bed and pouted.

"Haven't you heard a famous saying?" Jian Ren pretended to be mysterious.

"What?" Zilo responded cooperatively.

"A woman's wardrobe is always missing a favorite dress!" Jian Ren looked at Zi Luo with a smile, revealing the answer.

Hearing this, Zi Luo couldn't help laughing, yes, it really is a famous saying!

However, Jian Ren can already call herself a "woman" before she is an adult?

However, thinking of Jian Ren's unfinished words before, Qi Luo nodded self-consciously. Jian Ren is already like Joe, so he should be considered a woman!
15 years old, really young!At that time, I should still be a carrot head!How could Jian Ren develop so well?

When Zi Luo wakes up from his contemplation, look at Jian Ren, this guy is still trying on his clothes, my God!
Looking at the time again, it's almost ten o'clock!

"Okay!" Zi Luo stood up, clapped his hands, first stuffed all the clothes that Jian Ren threw on the bed into the box, and before Jian Ren could react, he stuffed the box into her arms.

Jian Ren looked at Qi Luo's smooth movements, and before he could complain, Qi Luo turned around and pushed him out of the door, "Have a good rest, Jian Ren, see you tomorrow!"

Jian Ren looked at Qi Luo's closed door, full of grievances, Luo Luo, you haven't told me which dress is the most suitable?

After Ziluo finished washing, he lay on the soft bed, closed his eyes, and waited for tomorrow.

A night without dreams.

The next day, early in the morning.

The morning light was faint, and the sky was getting brighter. When the sun showed its red face from the east, for a moment, the sun was shining brightly, and the whole world seemed to brighten up in an instant.

Mingwei Villa is full of greenery, gurgling water, and bright green hills.

It was a rare good weather, but everyone lost their previous interest and put their whole attention on the next game.

Every participant got up early to get ready, ready to go, just for today's game, even Jian Ren, who always likes to stay in bed, arrived at the hall 10 minutes earlier!

The whole hall was full of people, all of them were discussing the content of today's game, but since it was a temporary idea of ​​the organizer, no information was leaked out.

Finally, at 8 o'clock on the hour, the organizers showed up on time, accompanied by a long table of various fabrics and decorations, which can fully meet the needs of all designers here.

"Hi everyone, everyone." The person who came to host was Owen, a famous foreign fashion designer. Of course, he was also one of the judges this time.

Owen was dressed in a black suit, with a slender figure, a handsome face, and a serious expression, which inexplicably gave people a sense of distance from him.

"Everyone should have heard yesterday that this year's International Exchange Camp will have an opportunity for innovation, which is what I'm talking about now: the Creative Design Competition."

"This competition officially started at nine o'clock this morning. From design completion to physical operation, the total time is one day, that is, 24 hours. By nine o'clock tomorrow morning, we will see your finished product."

"To show fairness, everyone needs to independently design and create in this hall. If you have any other special needs, please let us know as soon as possible, and we will send them in time."

"As for the design content this time." Hearing this, everyone held their breaths in unison, and finally got to the point!

Owen paused, whetted everyone's appetite, and then continued, "Use yourself as a model to make a suit that suits you best."

what!
Hearing this, there was a sudden uproar in the hall!

Seeing this, Owen frowned, didn't say anything, and left quietly, leaving only one sentence, "Okay, I hope you can surprise us tomorrow, thank you everyone!"

Oh my God!This game is too bad!
In fact, it is no wonder that everyone is talking about it, this is a very unfair game at all!
Although all of them are from art schools, there is more or less such a class in the public class, but in fact, the fields of personal specialization are different. Some people prefer fashion design, some prefer architectural design, Some people prefer others.

Therefore, it is very unfair to judge the outcome by clothing.

(End of this chapter)