Reborn at the end of 1980: the young wife of the richest man

Chapter 360 Lydia's Apology
Betty didn't expect Lydia to be so stubborn, she stared at Lydia with wide eyes: "Lydia, do you really think that one theme can't have two styles?"

"Of course." Lydia looked up: "I have participated in many catwalks, and the theme of each show is very clear. They will never put dark elements into a bright show."

"And bright style doesn't suit me, she suits you, Betty."

"It's not like this, Lydia." Betty said: "I don't think you can do this, it's irresponsible for you to do so, you should at least accompany me to explain to Miss Shu."

"Why should I explain to her?" Lydia pursed her lips: "Whether to give up the game or not, this is my freedom."

Betty really didn't know what to say, she had a soft personality and was a little at a loss for Lydia's aggressive words.

But she trusted the designer from Huaguo, because her appearance didn't seem to be deceiving them.

On the contrary, Lydia, she didn't understand the designer at all and just defined it like that.

When Lydia packed her luggage and was about to leave, Betty murmured, "Miss Shu is right, you can easily lose many opportunities with your wild guessing temper."

Lydia, who walked to the door, paused and turned to look at Betty.

Betty also raised her head, her blue eyes were as beautiful as the sea: "This is an opportunity, Lydia, and it's a very important opportunity. Do you really want your willfulness to ruin this opportunity?"

Shu Ruier was arranging her clothes while chatting with Zhang Huaer. After about an hour, the door of the design room was opened.

Lydia in black leather and Betty in floral dress appeared at the door.

"Hi, Lydia." Shu Ruier greeted Lydia.

Lydia nodded, her face still cold: "Actually, I don't want to come."

Shu Ruier:?

"But Betty said, this is a rare opportunity, let me not give up." Lydia said slowly: "Miss Shu, our modeling industry is cruel, and there are many things that hurt others for the sake of opportunities. Betty, about Maybe it’s because she’s still a newcomer and hasn’t been polluted yet.”

"So, I decided to trust her once, let me see your design, Miss Shu." Lydia looked at Shu Rui'er with firmness in her eyes, and there was a trace of fear in her firmness: "Let me see you What kind of clothes did you design for me?"

"Okay." Shu Rui'er turned around and opened her drawer, and took out the drawing.

From the first moment she saw Lydia, she believed that she was an indifferent person, which can be seen from her dressing style and later dressing style, but she did not expect her to be so strong inside.

It's fun to be cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Thinking of this, another idea suddenly popped up in Shu Rui'er's mind.

Lydia didn't expect that Shu Rui'er actually made a design for her, and for a while, apology welled up in her heart.

"Sorry, Miss Shu, I misunderstood you." Although she hasn't seen the design yet, because Shu Rui'er's behavior has proved that she has not given up on herself, Lydia feels that she should apologize for her plan to leave.

"It doesn't matter." Shu Ruier said with a smile: "Lydia, remember, no matter what questions you have in the future, you have to ask them clearly. We are collaborators now, and what we need is communication rather than speculation."

"Sorry." Lydia apologized again, and then turned her attention to the drawing.

"This, this is?" Lydia was stunned: "Black? Or a suit?"

"Miss Shu, this is men's clothing, right?"

"No, it's women's clothing." Shu Rui'er laughed.

"But the theme this time is dreams." Lydia murmured, "Aren't dreams supposed to be beautiful and dreamy?"

"Oh, really?" Shu Rui'er tilted her head: "But it's just a dream, isn't it?"

"Dreams are diverse, it's just that we prefer to remember beautiful dreams." Shu Rui'er looked at Lydia: "Don't be comfortable with your own cognition, when you open up your cognition, you will find that this theme is related There are so many designs."

A black suit, in terms of style and shape, this dress is almost completely different from Betty's dress.

Lydia looked at Shu Rui'er: "Miss Shu, you don't have to do this."

"what?"

"The theme this time is a dream, and the request is to make a series of clothes, but these two sets of clothes can't form a series at all." Lydia said: "If you are so adventurous for me to participate, then I would rather not .”

It's not that Lydia is generous, but that Lydia doesn't want the kind Betty to be implicated by herself.

"No, this is a series." Shu Ruier looked at Lydia: "This is a semi-finished product, so you don't see the similarities between them. In fact, a layer of yarn, black yarn, is also designed on the outside of the suit. "

"Sorry, Lydia, I don't know you well enough." Shu Rui'er continued: "Now I have a better idea, I think your clothes can be more varied."

"Trust me, your clothes will be the center of attention."

Lydia's brows were deeply frowned, she couldn't believe what Shu Ruier said, she was also a model herself, and she had seen many fashion designers' designs, but no designer had ever put black and white into a series.

She might put black and white on one piece of clothing, but split black and white into two sets of clothing. She has never seen such a design.

"Lydia." Betty grabbed Lydia's hand: "I believe Miss Shu, since she said so, she can definitely do it."

"Also, I really hope Lydia can take the stage."

Lydia was stunned, and she looked at Shu Rui'er after a long time: "Okay, I'll try."

Three days later, the competition officially began.

This is a professional level competition. There are many people on the field, most of them are journalists, but there are also many people who come to support relatives or friends who are designers.

Five judges sat on the high platform, and Merck was also on the list.

In the presence of design masters, Merck, the manager of the company, seemed a bit nondescript sitting there.

One of the middle-aged female designers looked at Mercer displeasedly: "I really don't understand why even laymen can be judges."

"It's an insult to costume design."

Merck glanced at the female designer.

Seren, a famous designer, is good at designing evening gowns. He is well-known, but he is not the top one, but he has a particularly big temper.

"Ms. Soren, of course you don't understand." Merck sneered and said lightly, "Because you are just a designer, and I represent our company."

"Perhaps you think that excellent design may not be able to catch the eyes of our businessmen?"

(End of this chapter)