Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

Under the constant urging of the director, Wen Muxi finally caught up with the last three minutes before playing and finished his work. Lin Mengjiang changed his clothes and came on stage at the right time.

The original sweet dress was removed by Wen Muxi, and the skirt support of the pengpeng skirt was shortened. After refinement, some eye-catching red cherry fruit elements were added, which fitted the theme of fairy tales and was especially suitable for the temperament of Lin Mengzhai.

Coupled with the overall shape made by Miya, it is dreamy without losing its sexuality. It seems like an elf who mistakenly entered the world. As soon as he stepped on the stage, he won a lot of praise.

When it was Wen Muxi's turn to take the stage, she was a little nervous, but she had seen all kinds of battles with Shen Bihan in those years, so when she really came to the stage, she didn't feel nervous at all, and her attitude of talking all the time also added a lot of points to her.

Finally, in the first round of evaluation, Wen Muxi won the first place with a total score of 98, three points more than the second place.

Even Wen Muxi didn't think of it.

"Congratulations, designer Wen." Lin Meng sauce congratulated her again after stepping down.

"It's just luck. If it weren't for the help of dream sauce, I don't know what else to make a fool of today."

Wen Muxi didn't take credit. Lin mengzai was invited to be a model in fashion week, so her typhoon and performance added a lot of points to her works.

"Don't thank me, I'm just..." Lin Meng sauce said here, deliberately paused and winked at her: "it's a matter of being entrusted and loyal."

Wen Muxi was stunned for a moment and didn't understand the meaning of her words. The director of design star has come and thanked Lin mengzai personally.

It was at this time that Wen Muxi learned from the director that Lin Mengjiang came to the scene on his own initiative, not the program team.

"Dream sauce, thank you so much this time." as soon as the director left, Wen Muxi thanked him again.

What others said just now is also right. It's enough to be a final model with Lin Mengjiang's coffee. It's not worth trying to get together with other second - and third tier female stars in the first round.

"No, I don't dare to claim this thank you. If you want to thank me, thank the person who invited me over."

Among the people she knew, Wen Muxi immediately thought of he Jingxi.

Before he could ask, Lin Meng sauce handed her a note.

Wen Muxi looked at the content on the note with some doubts. It was the address of a private restaurant. He was a little puzzled for a moment.

"He's right here waiting for you." Lin Meng sauce pointed to the address and said to her in a low voice, "that man really cares about you."

"He and I are best friends, of course he has to care." Wen Muxi smiled and put aside the ambiguity in Lin mengzai's words.

Lin mengzai was also helpless. He teased Wen Muxi and said before leaving with his agent that he looked forward to the opportunity to cooperate with her in the future.

When Wen Muxi called he Jingxi, the other party was turned off. He was curious about what mystery he was playing. Wen Muxi was about to leave when he changed his clothes, but he was stopped by the editor and director on the way to record a single interview, interspersed in the program.

It's nothing more than some ideas about design and views on other designers.

However, Wen Muxi has many questions here, such as what kind of belief made her insist on changing her clothes before the competition, and why she didn't tell the judges and teachers about the process when she was on the stage just now.

The original intention was to make Wen Muxi buy miserable and increase the highlights of the program. As a result, Wen Muxi understated it.

"The most important thing for designers is to be responsible for their own works. In today's situation, for other designers, I believe they will make the same decision."

"Besides, the competition is about fashion design. How to complete it or how difficult the process is, it has nothing to do with the competition or consumers."

“……”

The host in charge of the interview wanted to cry without tears and just wanted to resign.

……

After recording the personal interview, when Wen Muxi took a taxi to the address on the note, the dinner point was almost past.

Along the way, she wanted to call to tell he Jingxi that she was on her way, but the other party's mobile phone continued to be turned off, and she had no choice.

"You are Miss Wen, please come inside."

When she arrived at the door of the restaurant, the waiter who had been waiting here immediately greeted her and respectfully welcomed her into the restaurant.

It was supposed to be the busiest meal. It was not big, but it was quiet in the exquisite restaurant. Not to mention not seeing any guests, not even a few service staff. It was obviously packed.

Although he Jingxi is a popular star, it's really unnecessary to spend so much money on inviting her to dinner.

Vaguely guessed who was waiting for her in the box, but Wen Muxi still pretended not to know. He Jingxi's name was also called when he opened the box door.

"Jingxi, you..." she seemed to react when she saw the man's cold face after entering the door. She shut up, frowned and asked, "how is it you?"

"Do you think it's the actor who invited you to dinner?" Shen Bihan surprisingly didn't care about her. Instead, he stood up and opened the chair for her and invited her to sit.

Wen Muxi was not polite, so he sat down.

"Yes, if I had known it was you, I would never have come." she smiled and tried to annoy Shen Bihan. It would be best if she could drive her away directly.

Shen Bihan once again abnormally ignored her death. The light gray Danfeng eyes looked at her calmly, with a posture of waiting for her to perform first.

Wen Muxi was a little guilty by his eyes, so he closed his mouth wisely to avoid making more mistakes.

"Finished?" he raised his eyes and asked her.

Seeing Wen Muxi's silence, Shen Bihan said slowly, "since you've finished your words of death, be good tonight. I don't want anything unpleasant to happen later. Do you know?"

Deliberately put a soft tone. Although the voice is as gentle as the whisper of a lover, Wen Muxi knows that this is a threat.

If she dares to offend him with those words today, she will die.

"Despotic tyrant." Wen Muxi murmured in a low voice, but didn't dare to resist.

Although Shen Bihan didn't hear clearly, he could guess what she muttered by looking at her expression.

"It seems that a consensus has been reached." Shen Bihan smiled with satisfaction. He began to pull off his white gloves from his thumb and behaved gracefully like an oil painting displayed in the European exhibition hall.

Wen Muxi supported his chin with one hand and didn't restrain his appreciative eyes. Anyway, this is indeed in line with her setting. A woman who is greedy for money and looks shameless.

"What do you want to eat?" Shen Bihan asked her softly after taking off his gloves and taking off his suit coat.

Wen Muxi's heart was soft, but his mouth was still cursed, and his good words were cruel: "I didn't expect that I could eat what Mr. Shen cooked himself in my life. I really don't know how many people in the world can have this blessing."

Shen Bihan just raised his eyes and glanced at her. Wen Muxi instinctively closed his mouth and didn't dare to say anything else.

Anyway, it's hopeless.