Wen Yan, the vice president of the jury, asked doubtfully, "can you prove it? How can you prove it?"
Hao Yan laughs at the words but doesn't speak.
She went straight to Zhuang Qintong.
When I came to her side, I obviously felt Zhuang Qintong's breathing stopped for half a beat.
Hao Yan narrowed her pupils, crossed Zhuang Qintong, went to the model next to her, reached out and stroked the dress she was wearing. She gently held up the skirt embroidered with a phoenix tail pattern and rubbed her fingers.
She looked at Zhuang Qintong with cold and smiling eyes. "Miss Zhuang, if you designed Luoshen, why does it have my name?"
Zhuang Qintong's face changed slightly, and he swallowed, "what do you mean?"
Her head is a little confused now. I don't know what medicine Hao Yan sells in the gourd. Is it to dig a hole for her on purpose or to make a mystery.
The stunned host was surprised and curious when he saw such an emergency, and he could not help coming over now. "Yes, designer Hao, what do you mean by that?"
Hao Yan replied directly with action.
Her wrist rolled up slightly.
Embroidered with Phoenix Tail pattern on the back, at the end of the place, drawn by silk thread, just formed a man: Yan.
As we all know, Hao Yan has this word in her name.
Zhuang Qintong's face is white.
The host was very close. When he saw this behind the scenes, he was shocked and took a breath of cold air on the spot, and his voice came out in a low voice
Because of the selection, the stage design is very close to the jury.
When Hao Yan has an action in her hand, the judges' eyes are all gathered in the past, which is also clear at this time.
"No way, no way!" Zhuang Qintong was stiff in the air, she explained anxiously, "vice president, judges, I am innocent, I don't know what it is, it has nothing to do with me..."
Hao Yan asked slowly, "then this is not your design. Who designed it?"
“……” Zhuang Qintong lives here.
She was in a dilemma.
If it is said, it is equivalent to exposing the fact that I have a gunman. But if it is not said, in front of so many judges and service assistants, it is to admit plagiarism
Plagiarism is the deadliest thing for designers.
Zhuangqin Tong's brain is like a thunderbolt, which makes a lot of noise.
At this time, all the judges looked at each other with shock and seriousness on their faces.
There is nothing wrong with the man marked on it. If it's Zhuang Qintong's own design, it's impossible to embroider Hao Yan's name. It's not in line with the common sense. The truth lies in front of us.
Hao Yan then turned slightly to look back at Susan, nodded at her, and looked at the jury: "judges, this is my design work for GDA international design exhibition!"
After that, the host slowly picked up the microphone and the process.
Several models stepped onto the stage.
What they wear is Hao Yan's design.
The same moon white dress, with phoenix pattern on it, but the difference is that the originally thin skirt became rich, each layer of scattered yarn, supplemented by auspicious clouds and cranes, vividly displayed the beauty of classical myth.
From the beginning to the end, it is full of mysterious and distant breath, as if it was brought into the ethereal fairyland in an instant.
Almost at the moment when I saw the dress, every human brain would involuntarily emerge the verse in the ode to the God of Luo: dancing like a startling goose, Wan like a dragon, glorifying autumn chrysanthemum, Hua Maochun pine, Xi Xi Xi like a light cloud covering the moon, floating like a wind returning to snow
It is implicit, gentle and majestic.
This is the real Luoshen!
One of the judges even got up.
Everyone seemed to be stunned and shocked. For a long time, no one made a sound.
If the name of Hao Yan appeared in the design of Zhuang Qintong before, there are doubts about it. Now, after seeing Hao Yan's works, no one will question any more.
Because Luoshen is Hao Yan's design.
Nearby Zhuang Qintong's so-called "own" works seem to set off. In contrast, she is more like the first draft of the design, while Hao Yan's works present the design to the extreme and endow it with soul.
It's no longer described as amazing.
It's amazing!
In addition to the use of representative elements of Chinese style, each embroidery, but also the traditional handicraft, has the significance of cultural heritage.
This is not only a simple fashion design, but also a work of art.
The doubts of the vice president had disappeared.
At this time, a secretary like person rushed over, lying in the vice president's ear, whispered: "vice president, the association's mailbox received an anonymous report letter to Zhuang Qintong..."
All eyes looked at Zhuang Qintong standing on the stage.The vice president stood up, sat up straight, looked at the judges on the left and right, and motioned, "everyone, let's grade Hao Yan!"
The judges nodded and then all looked down at the scoreboard at hand.
Then, they raised them.
The first 10 points.
The second is still 10 points.
The third, the fourth
Final total average: 10!
It's impossible to get such a full mark, but the opinions of the judges are unprecedented.
Each of them is a little excited, and I believe that such design works will be brilliant when they are on the international stage.
The vice president picked up the microphone again: "the result of the selection has come out, Hao Yan got the highest score. She won the place for the GDA international design exhibition, and her design will represent the domestic association!"
Hao Yan smiles, "thank you!"
She is not proud, very modest, but not humble, very confident.
The vice president looked with great appreciation and approval and said seriously, "you deserve it!"
Some judges can't wait to come to the stage and want to enjoy Hao Yan's works at close range.
Zhuang Qintong retreated to the corner, pale and empty.
The vice president came back with his hands behind him, and the selection ended. Some things have not been dealt with yet, so he looked at Zhuang Qintong with a very deterrent eye: "Abby, do you have any explanation for the design work of this selection?"
Zhuang Qintong's voice seemed to be severely held by a hand.
She looks at Lin Yin subconsciously.
As in those days, I want to seek her protection.
However, Lin Yin stands beside Hao Yan and looks at her calmly and indifferently.
Zhuang Qintong knows that Lin Yin can't help herself any more.
In her heart, there was evil.
Biting his teeth, Zhuang Qin Tong raised his face, "vice president, I'm sorry! The number of candidates for this election is too important for me. I care too much about it. I want to have the best works, but I have no inspiration. So when someone sends me the works, they are confused and make mistakes for a while... "