Luo Xiaojing is also on the T-stage. She is looking at whether the Hetian blue and white hairpin, which is broken into two sections, can be repaired. She looks up in the voice. What she sees first is Fang Xinya?

The woman walking in front of Fang Xinya is a suit, no matter the fabric cutting or design should be made by famous experts, but the unified black makes her aggressive, with a sense of self righteous oppression.

This is Luo Xiaojing's first feeling. She takes the broken hairpin and stands back beside Jianwei. The woman in black also raises her chin and walks to the opposite side.

"Here you are, Miss Qian."

Jian Wei's warm greeting makes Luo Xiaojing straight, and inadvertently sweeps her eyes to Fang Xinya.

The arrogant posture is the same as that of a woman in black. Luo Xiaojing immediately understands what's going on. She learns from Jianwei's friendly Chong Fang Xinya and nods. She stands forward intentionally.

"My former student is also a big designer now, but this temper..." Mr. Qian said, "I really have to change it."

Jianwei said with a smile: "what the teacher said is, but how did the teacher come here?"

"Rehearsal, of course." Teacher Qian looked at the whole show with her shoulder in her arms, "but I didn't expect it to be such a poor place."

"Rehearsal?" Jianwei intentionally ignored the second half of the sentence, "which show is the teacher in charge of?"

"Hanfu show."

"Sister Yu Chen's one?"

"That's right. She's afraid that the limelight will be suppressed by your antique show, so she asked me to be the main designer."

Jianwei's hand could not help tightening: "do you want to use the same show as me?"

"No?" Qian teacher haughtily pick eyebrows, "although the show did not meet my standards, but Yu Chen insisted on using, I can only help her complete this very important show for her."

Mr. Qian has always known about the competitive relationship between Jianwei and Yuchen. It's easy to compare an ancient fashion show with a slightly improved Hanfu show. In order to avoid suspicion, Jianwei chose a show that was 200 seats smaller than Yuchen's, but in this way, Yuchen still kept up with her. She not only changed to the show that Jianwei chose, but also invited their common designer teacher Qian ming to help.

Qian Ming's attitude is also very clear, she will certainly help Yu Chen, who is expected by her, but the design is not as good as Jianwei's.

"Why not." Jianwei face gradually cool, but still keep smiling, "show notice I change the time is also to cooperate with the teacher rehearsal."

"It's time."

After that, Qian Ming clapped her hands, and her team immediately began to prepare. Poor Jianwei's model was still standing on the T-stage, neither up nor down.

"Teacher, you have to wait a moment. The power failure just made my model hurt and my accessories broke. I have to wait for the person in charge of the show to come and negotiate with me. In addition, my rehearsal is not over yet."

Before Qian Ming spoke, Fang Xinya said with an unhappy face: "isn't that a waste of our time?"

"This is..."

"The accessory Carver of Hanfu show, Fang Xinya of Chenxing."

"Oh." Janvie didn't even give her a look. "It's nothing to do with rehearsal."

After that, she turned her eyes to the Assistant Designer: "let's continue the rehearsal. You come and watch. Now I'll go to the lighting and the person in charge."

"Don't look!" Seeing that Jianwei didn't mean to show up at all, Qian Ming interrupted unhappily, "I pressed the light switch to remind you that it's almost time for our rehearsal."

"Teacher, you..."

"It's your model's problem." Qian Ming didn't feel that her single action brought much trouble to Jianwei. "All models who have received formal training know that they have to stand in their original position in case of power failure, and they have to stand up immediately when they fall down on the catwalk."

"Teacher, are you testing my model?"

"I think so."

Jianwei's anger finally broke: "what about the broken hairpin? Do I have to let the custom sculptor waste another three days? "

"Three days?" Fang Xinya said, "the sculptor is delaying your schedule. Jianwei designer, it only takes one day for such a simple hairpin."

How can Jianwei not hear Fang Xinya's diversion: "what about the blue and white seed material? Who will bear the loss? "

"I'm growing up. Did the porcelain touch my head?" Qian Ming holding the teacher's shelf, "you don't want to let the venue directly said, don't take the broken accessories in this mess."

"I What's wrong? "

After being suppressed for so many years, Jianwei tolerated it. At this moment, she decided not to swallow her anger: "when I was an assistant designer in my teacher's studio, my teacher didn't teach me that. I remember that my teacher once embezzled my design and was dug up by a media company, so she lost a brand. How did you do that? You took the media that told the truth to court. "

"You, what are you talking about?"

Jianwei hooked a sneer: "I have no nonsense teacher, you know best, I still keep this media contact information, do you want to contact them in front of you now?"When the scandal was revealed, Qian Ming's face suddenly became extremely ugly: "what do you mean? Are you going to go over the old scores with me again? "

"Just think of it as a rummage. I just want to let the teacher know that you were able to chase the truth telling media. Now I can learn from you for an accessory. After all, I'm more reasonable than you were."

Jianwei's modest and unassuming attitude makes people whisper. Who could have thought that Qian Ming, who regards himself as a senior, had stolen his students' designs.

"Janvie, don't go too far!"

The angry Qian Ming only makes Jianwei feel ironic. The radian of her lips is deeper, and it's all the scorn accumulated over the years. "Teacher, no matter you intentionally or not, you should say sorry for such a serious consequence. Everyone present can be said to be your student. You should be a good example."

Soft knife is the most lethal. Qian Ming's face is blue and white, and he can't say a word.

"I can still bear the loss of a blue and white seed hairpin, but the custom sculptor is by my side, so I can't be perfunctory. Value is the second. Every hand sculptor has put his heart into it. If I deal with every accident in a peaceful way, I will chill the hearts of employees and partners in the long run. "

"Hard work?" Fang Xinya hums sarcastically, "how much effort can a sculptor who is driven out of the studio by Mr. Su?"

Voice a fall, everyone is shocked, originally Luo Xiaojing is driven out by Su Han?

"Mr. Su told you that himself?" Since Fang Xinya is looking for trouble, Luo Xiaojing naturally won't give up. "It's so hard to solve a broken hairpin just on the matter? We all have to be ugly? "