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Moreover, she felt that such a small matter was just a stack of small dishes for her mother. She had never thought that even if Lai Xiaoli was powerful, he would have to stay up all night, or even more time. She was so selfish that she only cared about herself and never thought about her mother at all.

Seeing her daughter like this, Lai Xiaoli could not help but feel sad. He sighed silently and left her room. Now that the top 50 of the design competition was about to advance, she could only do her best to help her daughter. She knew that this was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If Yu Shanshan really won the championship, she would have had a smooth life.

Yu Shanshan finally threw the task out. Now he felt much more relaxed. Looking out the window at the setting sun and blowing in slightly, he felt much better. As soon as the curtains were drawn, she fell asleep on the bed. She was so tired that she had to sleep in the dark.

Lai Xiaoli had not rested for a moment since she took over Yu Shanshan's task. She had been drawing in the study. Her hands were much faster than Yu Shanshan's, but there were many manuscripts. She did not dare to relax. If she could not finish the task tomorrow, her daughter would definitely blame her.

It was about eight o' clock in the evening when she began to starve, but she waited for her daughter to bring her food. She drew for a while, and she was so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore. She went downstairs to find something to eat, but she saw Yu Shanshan in the living room eating chips while watching tv. Her voice was still loud.

She just wanted to remind her daughter not to eat this junk food. She went to cook, but she didn't expect Yu Shanshan to speak to her before her.

Yu Shanshan looked dissatisfied and said anxiously, "Mommy, what are you doing? Why aren't you drawing? What if you can't finish it tomorrow?"

Hearing the reproach in Yu Shanshan's tone, Lai Xiaoli's heart was really cold. She said to Luigi Nono, "I... I'm hungry. Come down and find something to eat."

Not only did Yu Shanshan not understand his mother, but he was even angrier. "If you want to eat, just ask me to bring it up. How much time will it take this time?"

After that,

She gave all the snacks on the small table in the living room to Lai Xiaoli. They were all bread, chips, and drinks. How could she be full of them?

Lai Xiaoli wanted to be angry, but he held it in. Yu Shanshan was right. Time was running out. Instead of being angry here, she might as well finish the drawing so that Shanshan could go to amy tomorrow. As a mother, she really owed her daughter in her previous life.

So Lai Xiaoli closed her mouth and didn't say anything. Instead, she turned around and went upstairs. She ate and continued drawing silently. She calculated that at her current speed, she would be able to finish the drawing by dawn tomorrow, but she would definitely be listless in the second half of the night. Perhaps she would be less efficient by then. It would probably take about two more hours to finish it quickly. In short, it would be finished by ten o' clock tomorrow.

**

The planning team had already sent the process of the top 50 qualifying matches to amy's email for her to review, and there was basically no big problem. Jimei was also preparing the design draft for the past two days. Amy asked her with concern, "Jimei, have you finished your competition?"

Jimei nodded. She drew two drafts and wanted her godmother to help her see which one was more suitable. He handed over the design draft.

Amy nodded as she looked. There was a faint smile on her lips. She was indeed her disciple. The person she taught was indeed smart.

"Godmother, which one would be better for me to take to the competition?" Jimei was a little uncertain. She liked both of them, and their styles were similar, but they were different.

"Godmother wants to hear your own opinion first." Amy looked at Jimei lovingly.

During this period of time, she felt that Jimei had grown a lot. To be honest, Jimei was a good seedling.

Jimei tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I used a fresh color for this dress. My upper body is made of denim, and my lower body is going to use a white muslin. It's cute and romantic. The two buttons on my chest are green in spring, which is the highlight of the whole work. I personally like this one."

"About color, I want to know your specific system thinking. Do you use color casually, or do you have a whole set of thoughts in your mind?" Amy asked this question in particular.

Because she felt that Jimei was very skilful in the use of color, jumping out of the traditional rules and regulations, unrestricted, free play, this is what a designer needs most, and she already has this thing, and use it very well.

"I don't know how to use color. I will consider the actual color matching and add an idea of my own. For example, this button. I used the same color of denim at first, and then slowly changed to this color. I will compare it." Jimei said his thoughts slowly.

When she said that, amy fully understood that this method was actually a method that most people would use, but it was often too careful not to play casually, making the work lose a lot of better flexibility. Jimei was not bold enough.

So she encouraged, "Jimei, you have an advantage in using color. Even your godmother can't compare to you. In the preliminaries, other than the one I liked the most, no one else can beat you. Of course, I'm referring to your use of color. This is what you're good at. You have to use it well and not be restrained by rules. Try it and use it as you please. According to your thoughts, imagine it boldly and use it boldly. It will definitely have a better effect."

After listening to amy's words, Jimei nodded. She was indeed a little reluctant to let go. Speaking of the root cause, she was not confident enough. Amy also noticed this, so she kept encouraging Jimei, teaching her, guiding her, hoping that she could have a bigger breakthrough.

"The other one is the same problem. You can change it again. Trust your own eyes and follow your heart. You can definitely do better." Amy's beautiful eyes were full of encouragement.

Jimei gave amy a big hug. "Thank you, godmother. I'll work hard."

Finally, amy felt relieved to see the confident light in her eyes.

"Jimei, have you ever thought of taking over the title of godmother? When we return to england, we will live there for the rest of our lives. When that time comes, godmother will definitely choose the best man in the world for you to marry." Amy seemed to be half-joking and serious.

Jimei was a little surprised. Luigi Nono replied, "Can I?"

It was not that she had never thought about it, but she always felt that she was too far away from that position. Although her design level had been improving, there were many outstanding people in this world, and she was not ranked. Her godmother once said that it might be good for her to be in the top ten.

It was only more than two months away from the finals. In such a short time, she couldn't improve so fast, and her opponent was a master from all over the country. She really didn't have that confidence. But she was really moved by that position. It was her only chance to change herself.

"Of course. Judging from the results of the preliminary competition, your work is very good. Of course, there is another work. What's the name of that girl..." Amy frowned for a while and couldn't remember.

"Her name is xia nuan. Her work is a children's wear." Jimei blurted out. How could she not remember that Sister Nuan had always been outstanding? It was beyond her ability to compete with Xia Nuan for this position.

"Yes, it's her. Although she's better than you, it's not impossible for you. But now it's just the preliminaries. There are still a lot of people who haven't shown their true level. The more they go, the more intense the competition will be. You have to be mentally prepared." Amy smiled happily. Now she was more and more satisfied with Jimei, but when was the child Jimei really enlightened?

"Sister Nuan has always been better than me. I can't compete with her." Jimei whispered, then lowered her eyes. Her lack of confidence was really ingrained.