Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

On the day of the competition, Wen Muxi's hand was shaking all the time, not because of tension, but because of uncontrollable excitement, a long lost blood boiling!

In order to avoid the chance of appearing in front of Shen Bihan, she has not participated in any design competition since graduation. She has been separated from her dream for so long. Naturally, her heart is incomparably excited.

"New comer, you'd better admit defeat before the flowers come, so as not to lose face in public." Joe Pei suddenly said to her, with disdain in his eyes.

"If you're afraid, just say it clearly. Don't beat around the Bush and turn on me." Wen Muxi didn't even lift his eyelids.

"I don't know how to live or die." joppe bit her teeth and flashed a trace of cruelty delicately.

As long as she has that chance, Wen Muxi will firmly grasp it and will never let it go easily. She had already prepared everything about the design concept and original intention of her work. She will only stand on the stage at the beginning of the competition.

However, the enthusiasm was deeply cooled when Huajun entered the office, because Shen Bihan was among the people accompanying Huajun!

Hua Jun was not vague. He went straight to the theme and introduced the judges he invited. In addition to himself and Shen Bihan, there was also a chief editor of a well-known fashion magazine.

Wen Muxi was standing there with his head half lowered. He was stiff without any reaction, as if he hadn't heard Huajun's words at all.

She didn't come back until those laughter sounded. It turned out that Hua Jun had finished and was asking who would go first, and her dull appearance was naturally recognized as stage fright.

Joe Peiyang raised his chin, glanced at her contemptuously, and took the lead in saying, "I'll come first. It's just for some people to retreat before they show up with something of inferior quality."

The tone was as arrogant as a winner.

Soon, with the help of her sisters, joppe quickly brought up her works. The red strapless dress on the mannequin was really bright at first sight.

Qiao Pei confidently stood next to the three-dimensional model and began to explain the design concept of her work and her understanding of the topic of "past", interspersed with the interesting stories of her family during the Chinese new year every year.

At the end, even Wen Muxi couldn't help applauding him subconsciously. No one who can enter FJ is a vase. There are two brushes.

Although he is an opponent, he can't deny the excellence of others because of the opposite.

The editor in chief obviously liked joppe's works and gave a nine point evaluation directly.

But this situation suddenly became less friendly to Huajun. Although Huajun still had that iconic smile on his face, he directly wrote the Arabic numeral 2 on the cardboard with a wave of the black pen.

Two points. This is the score given by Hua Jun to jope.

There was an uproar.

"Why is there only two points!" Joe Pei roared immediately, and her anger made her blurt out uncontrollably: "President Hua, do you really want to protect the little bitch in this way!"

"Joe Pei, pay attention to your words." after collecting the habitual smile on his face, Huajun's blue eyes are inexplicably frightening.

Joppe swallowed his saliva, but he was still unwilling.

"I wonder why," she said politely.

Hua Jun looked at the closed jade fracture fan in Qiao Pei's hand and tapped the table. It was obviously a sign that Qiao Pei could have some self-knowledge, so as not to lose face in a moment.

Joppe didn't mean to step back. He still stubbornly looked at the man he admired and had to ask for an explanation.

"OK." Huajun compromised and counted them one by one to jope.

"First, although the story is wonderful, your work is less than half your usual level. What about your unforgettable characteristics and style?"

"Second, there are countless similar styles of similar things every year. Although it is amazing at first sight, it won't keep people in mind. I can go out and buy similar substitutes."

"Third, and the most important point." Hua Jun paused and glanced up at the red dress on the mannequin: "this kind of rough fabric with rough stitching and wiring makes it cheap. When you get it on Taobao and sell it for 300 yuan, others will also make bad comments. You actually take it to participate in the competition. Who are you fooling?"

Huajun's relentless list made jope's face more and more pale, as if he would fall at any time.

Wen Muxi suddenly sympathized with this uninteresting woman. It seems that Huajun didn't really save face for the judge before.

"Mr. Hua, you only gave me two days. I have to design, proofing and cutting, and find cloth. I certainly don't have enough time..."

Joppe tried to find a reason to explain Huajun's last reason, but Huajun interrupted her before she finished.

"Lack of time is something you should solve by yourself. It can't be a reason for you to fool me with this kind of thing and fool the game."

Joppe stood dumbly on the stage, his eyes red.

Shen Bihan, not to mention, never knew what pity is for jade. He directly drew a zero duck egg on the cardboard and sent people to roll rough. He didn't even give half his expression, let alone superfluous half a sentence.

Others indicated that it was time for Wen Muxi to take the stage, but Wen Muxi was timid when he saw Shen Bihan sitting on the jury.

Shen Bihan felt her eyes and looked at her.

The four eyes were opposite. They could only harden their scalp and difficult to move the model onto the stage. Because their body was too stiff, they stumbled and didn't stand firm. When subconsciously looking for support, their hands just caught on the white silk covering the three-dimensional model.

The white silk slipped and a gorgeous dress instantly attracted everyone's attention.

It's a dark evening dress. Some wedding dresses are in the form of white gauze. A large skirt composed of dark blue and black light gauze with obvious contrast is used under the white gauze skirt. The most unique is that the apricot light gauze part of the V-neck is embroidered with decorative diamonds of different sizes, either blue or black.

There is an obvious sense of cheapness next to Joe Pei's big red dress, and the most important thing is that Wen Muxi's dress gives people a particularly depressing feeling.

Look closely, it will even make people a little out of breath.

With the past as the topic, this is Wen Muxi's past.

It should have been white and pure love, mixed with all kinds of uncontrollable dark factors, love and don't deserve it.

This is the concept that Wen Muxi designed this work according to this topic.

But in front of Shen Bihan, she asked her how she could say these things, so when others were amazed, Wen Muxi stood next to his designed works, but couldn't even say a word.