Du Yawei came back to her senses, smiling and holding out her hand, she said to Sang Shijun, "Hello, I'm one of the latest fashion designers in VE magazine. It's a great honor to meet Mr. sang."

Sang Shijun glared at Du Yawei, slightly raised his jaw slightly, which was a greeting, but his hand in his trouser pocket did not move.

Du Yawei's hand, so stiff in the air, the atmosphere for a moment embarrassed.

Zhong Xinyi also felt a little embarrassed. Seeing Du Yawei withdraw her hand, she hurriedly approached Du Yawei's ear and said, "well, sang always has a habit of cleanliness."

Du Yawei smiles, showing no dissatisfaction.

What can she be dissatisfied with?

The other side is a man who is as high as an emperor. It's my luck to say hello to myself as low as dust. She even dared to shake hands with each other just now!

Also blame oneself to think of the other side too gently, after all, is not a level of people.

Zhong Xinyi changed the topic with a smile: "that, Yawei, what are your works in this competition?"

Du Yawei regained her consciousness and pointed to the clothes on the model and said, "these are my works for this competition. I named this theme 'Jinghua Yanyun', which is improved from Qipao. The style is especially suitable for modern young people. Look at the stand collar and slant open front..."

Du Yawei focuses on the introduction. Zhong Xinyi listens carefully, but sang Shijun on the side is obviously not interested. Her eyes are unconsciously patrolling in the background until her eyes are fixed on Xia Bing's back, and she can't move away.

Xia Bing is concentrating on finishing clothes for the model. Her elegant figure is curved and graceful, as if with some magic power. She makes sang Shijun's eyes indulge in the soft back.

Five years ago, she was not so feminine. Her figure was a little skinny, especially her waist, which was hard to grasp. The wonderful touch seemed to stay in yesterday, which was hidden in the deepest memory of her bones, and could not be forgotten for a long time

“…… Brother Shijun, brother Shijun Zhong Xinyi's charming voice interrupted sang Shijun's thoughts, and her tone was a little melancholy, "what are you looking at?"

Sangshijun looked back, his face was changeable, and his tone was indifferent: "nothing."

"Is it?" Zhong Xinyi frowned slightly, and her eyes unconsciously followed sang Shijun's eyes.

"What do you call me?" Sang Shijun asked lightly

"Well? Oh, by the way, "Zhong Xinyi looked back at Du Yawei's design and laughed sweetly:" what do you think of Yawei's design? Can you stand out in the audition? "

Sang Shijun looked at the clothes designed by Du Yawei.

Although he doesn't know design, he has seen every suit designed by Xia Bing.

Have you ever seen a pig?

Compared with Xia Bing's design, these clothes are really not brilliant.

With a slight sneer, sang Shijun with the first intuition of this series of clothes, said directly without politeness: "nondescript."

Du Yawei was stunned, and then a lot of anger rushed up.

Even if you are not polite to her people, you should say so about her works designed by heart!

Du Yawei bit her teeth, and her anger suddenly rose, which made her unable to control the identity of the other party. She immediately took back: "Oh? Mr. sang must have studied fashion design, but in your eyes, all my works can only be regarded as nondescript. It is estimated that no designer's work can get into your eyes! "

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