Chapter 707

Gao Zhiming laughs, and Li Mo laughs, "Gao Zhiming, you said that! If I win tonight, call me dad in front of everyone

Gao Zhiming didn't pay attention to Li Mo at all. "Don't call me dad. If you win, let me call your grandfather!"

"Good! We have a deal! "

With these words, Li Mo didn't bother to talk to Gao Zhiming. He took the microphone from the host and went to the T-stage to explain his design concept.

Gao Zhiming still laughs wildly. In fact, when you think about it, Li Mo has never hurt him.

On the contrary, Li Mo has always regarded him as a confidant and good friend. He is very impressed by Li Mo's design talent. He just hates Li Mo from the bottom of his heart.

In particular, no matter how hard he tried, he could not design clothes that made people shine. Li Mo's design could easily surprise the public, and he hated Li Mo even more.

Gao Zhiming also knows that jealousy is the devil, which will devour people's conscience a little bit.

But what to do? In this world, the winner is the king. Li Mo is pressing him. He can't lift his head all his life. Therefore, he can only squeeze Li Mo's talent and pave the way for himself.

Once Li Mo can't be used by him, he can only destroy him completely!

Gao Zhiming squints his eyes maliciously. He stares expectantly at the entrance of the T-stage. He waits to see that Su Cha and ye Wei are ridiculed all over the world wearing the clothes they bought from a treasure.

The smile on Gao Zhiming's face has never abated, but when ye Wei and Su Cha stepped onto the runway, he couldn't laugh any more.

He thought that his time in the palace a few years ago was the pinnacle of Li Mo's talent. He didn't expect that Li Mo now can design even more amazing works than a few years ago.

It is said that there is no end to Li Mo's talent in design!

What's more, Li Mo's clothes have been destroyed?

That fire burned down the whole studio in the world. In such a short time, where did Li Mo get his clothes?

Such a delicate dress is a combination of Suzhou embroidery, Shu embroidery and other embroidery. It can't be finished overnight. Li Mo must have bought this dress from other designers. It's cheating!

Li Mo stands on the edge of the T-stage with a microphone, watching Ye Wei and Su Cha walk slowly onto the T-stage. His vision is slowly blurred.

It's drizzling.

The name of this group of clothes is xiaoyufeifei.

When he explained the design concept, he couldn't help drifting away.

He clearly remembered that the day of Liu Shishi's funeral was a rainy day.

That day, light rain, he stood in front of her grave, send her on the road.

Drizzle, wet his cheeks, wet his eyes, at that time, he has been unable to distinguish, so wet corner of the eye, whether it is rain or tears.

When Liu Shishi was alive, it was his muse and his belief. When she left, his belief remained unchanged.

All his designs are for the belief in his heart. Even in this life, she has no chance to wear the clothes he designed for her, but he will never put down the pen in his hand, and he will not let the needle rust in his hand.

It's a coincidence tonight that the light rain and the color on the water side also collide.

The dress on Ye Wei's body is also cyan. His upper body is still of retro design, and his skirt can reach the ground. It is designed in the shape of water drops.

The lining of the skirt is clean and pure white, and the cyan gauze skirt covers and surrounds the lining, just like the cyan rain, falling slowly and affectionately in people's hearts.

Layer upon layer, drizzle, as if, can be far away from all the noise and disturbance in the world, as if, blooming in the paradise of a cold proud green lotus.

The main color of the dress on Su Cha's body is also cyan. Its back is semi hollowed out, and there is a big piece of space between its waist, but it's not nothing. Instead, there are big red raindrops falling down.

That kind of gorgeous red is interwoven with some cool blue smoke, without the slightest abruptness, but the unspeakable harmony.

It's just like the immortal who has no desire and no desire left a drop of blood and tears for whom he fell into the devil, just to achieve this love.

Fei Nanzhou was staring at Ye Wei and Su Cha on the T-stage. He couldn't help but be in a trance. He couldn't help thinking that the day of Liu Shishi's funeral was a rainy day.

He stood upright in front of her grave, his expression, as always, cold and aloof, but after all the guests left, he tightly hugged Liu Shishi's tombstone, like raindrops, cold kisses fell on her tombstone, kissing the dust for her.

He will never forget that moment, his eyes a little wet.

There is something winding down, he reached out to touch a hand, not colorless rain, but red tears of blood.

That drop of blood tears, like the bright red teardrops on Su Cha's waist, is extremely beautiful, but with a life-long sorrow.Fei Nanzhou couldn't help looking at Li mo. he was a fashion designer. Some things seemed to resonate with his soul.

Li Mo did not say for whom his group of clothes were designed, but Fei Nanchou knew that his group of clothes were designed for Liu Shishi.

Fei Nanchou was a little relieved. It turned out that he was not the only one who remembered Liu's poems in the world.

But in his heart, there was some unspeakable bitterness. He was afraid that Liu Shishi would know that even if she died, there was a young man who would never forget her. Her heart would fall on this young man.

Fei Nanzhou laughs at himself. If Liu Shishi can survive, he would rather her heart fall on Li mo. unfortunately, she can't come back.

Since ye Wei and Su Cha stepped onto the platform, Gao Zhiming's mouth has been slightly open. When they stepped off the platform, he still couldn't recover from the shock.

Although his design talent is not as good as Li Mo, as a fashion designer, he can still see that Li Mo's light rain this time is beyond his previous design on the water side.

In Gao Zhiming's heart, there is a sudden unspeakable panic.

Li Mo's best design is his trump card in this competition. He wants to win the first prize with his best design. But Li Mo's drizzle can surpass his previous work in the water. His final works may also surpass his best design!

No!

He can't let Li Mo enter the final!

After Li Mo's explanation, he still went to Gao Zhiming, his lips, with a very brilliant smile, "Gao Zhiming, I bought 99 pieces of clothes from a treasure, how about it?"

Gao Zhiming knew that Li Mo was deliberately satirizing him. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he said with a sneer, "Li Mo, do you think if the judges know you are plagiarizing, they can still let you enter the finals?"

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