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Until eight o'clock in the evening, LAN Xingzhi asked people to send Lu Yao back. The little guy was carrying a thermos box, jumping and jumping, so happy.

Jiang man was at the door. As soon as Lu Yao saw her, he ran over and hugged her tightly. "Mom, I miss you so much."

"I think you went all day." Jiang man gently pulled Lu Yao's little ear.

Lu Yao spat out his tongue, "Mom, haven't you already shaken hands and made peace with the handsome old man? He also told you that he has no relatives or friends in city a, which is very pitiful. "

"When are you so mean?"

"Mom, you taught me to be kind."

Jiang man hugged him and asked softly, "have you had dinner?"

"Yes, the handsome old man has prepared my favorite food. I'm full." Lu Yao patted his tummy.

"Handsome old man, handsome old man, it's not good for you to call him that. How old is he? What's his last name? You can call him grandfather

"His surname is Wu. It's not that I don't call him. It's that he doesn't like my grandfather's name. He likes me to call him handsome."

Jiang man laughs, "really shameless enough." An old man, this is how narcissistic people have to call him handsome.

Jiang man thinks that only those who are not good-looking like to be called handsome.

She took it for granted that she came to a conclusion, which was doomed to be shocked when she saw LAN Er Shao.

"Mom, don't say that. To tell you the truth, he is really handsome. I used to think our father and uncle are the most handsome, but he is even more handsome than them. If we didn't look carefully, we couldn't see that he was a grandfather." Lu Yao touched his chin and said to the point.

The first time he saw a handsome old man, he was really amazed.

Just then, Lu Ming came in from the outside, "who is more beautiful than your father?"

Lu Yao ran to Lu Ming and ran to him like a little monkey. He put his hand around his neck.

Lu Ming steadfastly supports him. Father and son enjoy the game.

"An old man, very handsome."

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows. "Did you go to see him today?"

"Dad, how do you know?"

"Are you a fool to be a father? Early in the morning, you've been asking if your mother and I want to go out or not. "

Lu Yao was embarrassed to cover his face. He thought his father didn't know, but he didn't say, "Dad, you're too smart. Yao Yao thinks he's a clown in front of you."

It's rare to see his son shy. Lu Ming pinched his face and said, "did you have a good time today?"

"Happy, that handsome old man is curious. He says that he wants me to be his successor. Yao Yao is not rare. Yao Yao will fight for what he wants."

"Heirs?" Lu Ming slightly twisted his eyebrows and asked strangely.

Jiang man also looks at the little guy curiously. In fact, from the two short conversations, she can vaguely guess that the man should belong to the upper class, because he has the air of not being angry.

Lu Yao covered his mouth, "well, I said something wrong, I promised the old man not to say it."

The couple looked at each other and did not ask again. They knew that even if they asked the little guy, they would not reveal it.

"By the way, I'm going to take part in the primary of the competition on Monday, and I'll eliminate a group of people on the spot."

"Mrs. Lu, come on, you can do it."

"Mom, come on, baby. I believe you are the best."

"Thank you, chief of the army. Thank you, my dear."

Monday.

Jiang man arrived at the venue half an hour in advance, and many people were waiting there. Every contestant got a competition rule.

Jiang man according to the requirements of the staff, some uneasy to his design draft to go out.

In order to avoid the occurrence of fraud in the middle, this competition will adopt the anonymous way to submit manuscripts, each person has only one number, the contestants and judges are completely isolated, using the on-site scoring, each contestant will return to the designated place after submitting manuscripts, hand in all communication equipment, and someone will read out the results in an hour and a half later.

As for the score of professional review, it will be released to you by video after the primary election.

In a separate lounge, there is a woman wearing a face towel sitting on the sofa. The dark face towel completely blocks her appearance. Her light blue dress sets off her graceful posture, elegant and generous. There is no doubt that this is a very fashionable woman.

Standing beside her was Jim, a blonde, "Mommy, the results of the primary election have come out. This time, 358 works have been handed in and 30 have been shortlisted. Do you want to have a look again?"

"So many finalists?" The woman some surprised way.

Jim laughs, helplessly looking at his mother, her requirements are really too strict, "Mom, those people hear your words estimated to vomit blood, we are according to the ratio of one to ten, has eliminated a lot."

Woman indifferent way: "I want so much to do what, there are five I will be satisfied." What is designed is not quantity, but quality.

"Mommy, you don't cut five in the primary, do you?" In this way, it's impossible for the organizer to explain to the contestants.

"In any case, only the first, second and third prizes were awarded in the end. It's a waste of their time to get in so many of them. There are 15 films, no more."

With that, the woman quickly looked through the design draft in her hand. She would shake her head every time she saw one. For a long time, her eyes only stayed on one work for a few seconds.

She chuckled, "I didn't expect someone to be so bold, even with a parent-child costume to compete, or father and son." The general contestants either choose men's clothes or women's clothes that can be changed. Such parent-child clothes are really rare. She has been the judge of many competitions and has never seen them before.

"It's the only one that competes in a parent-child costume. It's very eye-catching. Just now other judges are also optimistic about it." Said Jim.

The woman hooked the bright red lip and looked at it carefully for dozens of seconds. "It's interesting. The idea is OK, but it's younger. It's not the field that the designer is good at. It's really adventurous." Then he put the work aside.

Women quickly selected 15 works to come out, "the rest of these are eliminated, although some works are very sophisticated, but lack of creativity, such no development prospects, not what I want."

Jin picked up the final entries and said, "Mommy, what do you want to do with the semi-finals and finals?"

The woman thought for a moment and said: "the semi-finals take the way of live show, let the professional judges and the public judges vote together. A qualified designer should not only be able to accept the harsh judgment of the professional judges, but also stand the test of the market. Let all the contestants find their own models, and create the final on the spot. I want to see who has the strongest creativity."