Jiaochen

The words of deep affection could never be reflected in them.

The finals were open, and the model invited were all well-known supermodels. Each ones step and style had its own characteristics.

Ji Qingying’s model was Chi Lu again.

This time, both of them were a little more nervous than in the semifinals.

Ji Qingying got her mobile phone in the morning and started preparing in the background.

When she went to the bathroom, she took the time to send a message to Fu Yanzhi, saying that she was going to perform, and he had to watch it if he had time.

Fu Yanzhi didn’t reply immediately, and Ji Qingying was not in a hurry.

On the contrary, Ye Qing and Ye Zhenzhen sent her a message saying that they had arrived.

Ye Qing arrived a few days in advance. She did not participate in the semi-finals, but she had an invitation letter for the finals, and because of Ji Qingying, she came naturally.

Ji Qingying watched and sent a message back to the two.

Ye Qing: [Come on, I’ll see you below.]

Ji Qingying smiled: [Okay, thank you auntie.]

Ye Qing: [Don’t be nervous, it’s already very good to be able to enter the finals. You are the only Chinese contestant who entered the finals this year.]

Ji Qingying: [Okay, I will.]

After returning the news, Ji Qingying went backstage to make the final preparations.

It happened that Chi Lu also changed clothes and came out. The two looked at each other, and Chi Lu whispered, “How did you design the original look?”

Ji Qingying nodded. “Suddenly I feel that all new ideas and improvements are actually not as good-looking as the most basic and most generous styles.”

She sorted it out for Chi Lu and said in a low voice, “What do you think?”

Chi Lu nodded, staring at herself in the mirror, “I like your cheongsam the most, but most of the judges are foreigners.”

Ji Qingying smiled suddenly. “It doesn’t matter.”

She said, “I didn’t want to win the award, I just wanted to design what I love.”

Chi Lu nodded and said in a low voice, “Anyway, for me, you won the prize.”

She turned around in the mirror, smiled and said, “Beautiful.”

Ji Qingying laughed  “If you change someone else, you won’t be able to have this feeling.”

She knew Chi Lu’s figure and her temperament. This cheongsam was only suitable for models like Chi Lu.

The preparations for the backstage were cumbersome, and everyone was busy and nervous, just waiting for the show to start one by one.

Compared with the backstage designer models, the audience outside the show was also nervous.

Ye Zhenzhen, Ye Qing and others sat together.

Fu Yanzhi, Bo Yu and the others arrived 20 minutes before the start.

In addition to the two of them, Yan Qiuzhi, Chen Lunan and others were also invited to watch the show, and by the way they got tickets to watch.

A group of people sitting together, and it was harmonious.

After seeing Fu Yanzhi, Ye Qing looked at him. “It’s okay, I wasn’t late.”

Fu Yanzhi said “Um”, glanced at his phone, and replied to Ji Qingying.

Fu Yanzhi: [I’m watching.]

Ji Qingying didn’t reply, she was probably busy.

Ye Zhenzhen turned to look at him. “Brother, are you nervous?”

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes. “No.”

Ye Zhenzhen said “Ah” and touched her little beating heart. “Why am I so nervous.”

Ye Qing laughed. “There’s nothing to be nervous about, it’s amazing to be in the finals.”

Ye Zhenzhen was curious. “I just want to know what kind of works Ji Xuejie has prepared this time.”

Ye Qing shook his head. “Not sure.”

Thinking, Ye Qing looked at Fu Yanzhi. “What do you think?”

Fu Yanzhi pondered for a few seconds, and said lightly, “She should still be able to make cheongsam.”

“What?”

Ye Zhenzhen said, “But many people don’t understand the cheongsam culture, I feel that foreigners won’t like it very much.”

Ye Qing shook his head. “Not necessarily, in fact, cheongsam is very popular abroad, but in comparison, the people who wear it will number to a little less.”

Ye Zhenzhen nodded as if she didn’t understand.

Ye Qing raised her chin and analysed carefully. “She should be able to improve the cheongsam, not the traditional cheongsam.”

“No.”

Fu Yanzhi suddenly spoke up.

Ye Qing raised her eyebrows to look at him. “Why not?”

Fu Yanzhi paused and said lightly, “In the final, if it’s not surprising, she will design a traditional cheongsam.”

That was Ji Qingying’s original intention.

What she had always thought about was to show everyone the declining traditional cheongsam, let everyone know the history of clothing. Let everyone have a lot of love for cheongsam, and she even wanted the culture of cheongsam to become popular again.

Cheongsam was not limited to the Republic of China, nor was it limited to some people. As long as they liked it, everyone could wear cheongsam and show it off.

This was not only limited to cheongsam, she just wanted to express what she loved.

Ye Qing listened and suddenly felt that what Fu Yanzhi said made sense.

She nodded and said in a low voice, “It makes sense, but I don’t think she is really designing a traditional cheongsam, she should have an ulterior motive for the design.”

Ye Zhenzhen sighed  “Let’s just wait and see.”

…

The final of the fashion show officially started. The music sounded, and after the host gave a speech, the works of the first designer began to be exhibitioned.

Models wearing designer clothes came out one after another. At the beginning, the clothes worn by each model did not have the designer’s name, and the judges did not know who the designer who designed the work was.

For the finals, they only looked at the works for the time being, and did not look at the names of the designers.

Ji Qingying’s work was in the middle. Bo Yu and Fu Yanzhi looked a little careless at first, and waited for Chi Lu.

As soon as she arrived, Bo Yu sat up straight, as did Fu Yanzhi.

It was just that the two people pay attention to different points, one was on the person and the other was on the clothes.

Ye Zhenzhen exclaimed, excited. “Brother! This is Ji Xuejie’s work, right?”

Fu Yanzhi didn’t speak, he stared at the cheongsam with burning eyes and smiled.

He knew that no matter how intense the competition was, she would always maintain her original intention.

The cheongsam of Ji Qingying’s final was dark blue, a very charming colour. The fabric was covered with many dark lines of lace. Those dark lines looked like a national flower.

The cheongsam was a traditional design, with the stand-up collar down and the slits at the thighs.

It was a traditional cheongsam, but as Ye Qing said, Ji Qingying added her own new ideas to it.

On the shoulders, she thoughtfully added a small silk scarf of the same colour. With the shaking of her arms, the silk scarf hovered elegantly, bringing the cheongsam into everyone’s field of vision.

Chi Lu’s oriental face was obvious. From the very beginning, it had attracted everyone’s attention. As for the cheongsam, it was even more amazing.

There were colours of surprises in jury’s eyes.

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