Cao Xiaolian was travel worn to Shanghai.
She called Cao Xiaoxia before she left. In the end, the school informed her that she had gone to perform and would be back in three days. There was no helping it, she decided to start the match first. She decided to wait until it was late, just in time to see her sister.
Unexpectedly, an unexpected person had come.
"Why are you here?"
"There's a show here. Come for a show. I heard that you were competing here. I asked if you were lacking a model. I'm here to recommend myself."
Cao Xiaolian looked at the Fu Alliance. It looked like she had been reborn.
Originally, she was very pretty, but she wasn't a beauty that was traditionally admired by China. But now, she heard that her development was especially good. The company had signed her and made her into a Chinese style, pushing her to an international show. She heard that it was only the beginning of the show and the price was 100,000 yuan per show.
"Stop joking around. I really want to use it, but I have to treat you." Cao Xiaolian teased, "I heard that all your domestic shows are only starting now. There was a press conference last time that you wanted to cooperate with me, but you rejected it. As a nobody, I'm even more unlucky."
Fu Meng smiled. "Those are all packaged by the company. To be honest, it was only because I did two shows in Paris. If it weren't for you, my face wouldn't have been signed by the management company."
Fu Meng was originally a cool looking person and had a strong aura. She had seen quite a lot of places overseas in the past few months, so her aura was now even stronger.
Cao Xiaolian was a little embarrassed, "You still have the strength."
"Alright, this time, I will bear the brunt of your show. Otherwise, others will call me ungrateful, forgetting to dig a well."
Cao Xiaolian also laughed, "Then I shall be the meat of everyone. Let's see what kind of ability you have to invite you to show off your skills."
"Of course you do." Fu Meng blinked and said mischievously, "Your backer is your ability."
No matter what, Fu Meng's joining had increased her confidence by quite a bit. On the day of the competition, they had already arrived backstage.
Every line of business is about seniors, and their industry is no exception.
This competition could be said to be of great significance, therefore, many people came. Cao Xiaolian was surprised to see some familiar faces.
It had to be known that these people were all seniors. Many of them even served as a model director for some celebrities or television stations.
However, everyone here was just waiting for the contestants.
There were a total of twenty contestants, and each of them brought a model. There were a few of them, as well as a makeup artist, a stylist, and an assistant. As a result, the backstage was very crowded.
There were only five dressing rooms, and all of them were human. When Cao Xiaolian came in, everyone took a look and realized they were new faces, so they just ignored her.
This time, it was a bit awkward.
Cao Xiaolian and the other two students were hugging their clothes. It was not easy for them to see an empty spot beside them, so they went over to put their things on it.
In the end, just as she was about to put her things on, she suddenly heard the sound of something heavy landing on the ground. She turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup, her eyes painted so thick that they seemed like they were about to fly.
Cao Xiaolian was a bit unhappy, but she could not say who came first. She went over to pick up her things and said calmly, "I'm sorry, I did not know that there was someone here."
The informant girl pursed her lips, a smile appearing on her face. "It doesn't matter. There are too many blind young people these days. You're not one of them."
These words were rather unpleasant to hear.
Cao Xiaolian frowned and was about to retort when she heard the sound of high heels coming over.
"How are your preparations?"
When the female informant heard this voice, she immediately changed her arrogant expression into a smiling face. "Chairman Bai, why have you come here personally?"
"How can I not come? Three contestants suddenly came out of our company, I'm very excited."
There were two people standing behind him, one was a bald man, and the other was a short-haired woman.
"Oh yeah, this is the Crab Powder Soup Dumplings that I ordered. Everyone has been busy since then, right? Let's eat together." Everyone has a share. "
Just as he was talking, he was startled by a turn of his head. "Cao Xiaolian, why are you here too?"
Cao Xiaolian did not know how to react, but she felt that the person in front of her looked familiar. When she heard his name, she thought to herself and could not help but think, "This world is really too small."
The person in front of him was the lady, the lady, Bai Zhen, who wanted to buy his factory.
She belonged to a very good family and could be considered part of the second generation. However, in this generation, there was only an older sister and she, and she was very attached to the art of clothing. Not only had she established her own brand, she had even teamed up with some internationally renowned brands to create a famous competition in the art of clothing, which could be considered a legend in this industry.
However, she didn't expect Bai Zhen Zhen Zhen to still remember her after so many years.
No matter what, he was still a senior, so Cao Xiaolian went up and politely greeted him as Chairman Bai.
The corners of Bai Zhen and Zhen Zhen on the other side twitched.
She did not expect to meet Cao Xiaolian here again.
She had seen a lot of people and experienced a lot of things every year, so how could she possibly remember them all? But Cao Xiaoling was a woman she would never forget for the rest of her life.
This was because this was the only woman in Lin Mubai's current position that wanted to get married.
His son was raised single-mindedly by himself. Li Yuyi was her daughter-in-law, so it was reasonable for him to say that. However, Cao Xiaolan was a woman who fought for her love so Bai Zhen's enmity towards her was not small.
Seeing Bai Zhen's downcast face, the informant knew that she was unhappy. Although she didn't know how this girl offended Chairman Bai, the judges this time were all her friends. They had not even started competing, yet they had already offended someone. Tsk, tsk, this girl seemed to have reached the end of her road.
As expected, as soon as Bai Zhen left, she greeted a few of her friends, saying that there would be a contestant named Cao Xiaolan in the future, hoping to catch her.
It was impossible for a son to marry anyone other than Li Yuyi. No matter what Lin Mubai was doing in the outside world, she knew that he was just putting on an act. But this woman was different.
If she had lived peacefully in that small place, they would never have met. She would properly marry a man, and Lin Mubai would obediently marry Li Yuyi.
Bai Zhen Zhen suddenly opened his mind and wondered if it was because of Cao Xiaolan's appearance that caused Lin Mubai and Li Yiyi to look at each other.
If so, she would make her pay.
She didn't know how a country girl had come to be on the stage, but she did know that she had the ability to break her wings with her own hands.
As she thought about it, the hatred in Bai Zhen's heart became a lot more relaxed.
The match continued like a raging fire.
As the host said at the start of the match, it was a spectacular match, more like a new and old concept of fashion. There are old designer exquisite Warren shows, and also young people about their own ideas. In short, it was overwhelming.
At this time, it was finally time for Cao Xiaoling to go on stage.
The theme that Cao Xiaoling was doing today was the topic of the qipao.
In her previous life, she had always liked qipao. She felt that it represented the beauty of a Chinese woman. No kind of clothes, like the qipao, can make Chinese women's beauty so perfect.
In the hazy sky, a graceful woman dressed in a qipao leisurely walked on the stone with a paper umbrella in her hand. The rain that was as thin as a cow's hair floated into the air and blended with the world into a jade color.
And the beautiful sound of the lute, like a big pearl and small pearl falling on a jade plate, just happened to ring out.
Fu Meng was dressed in a blue and white porcelain qipao. Her hair was tied up very simply, and her eyes were filled with a cold color. Although it was light, it was a book about the unique beauty of Chinese women.
As Fu Meng came out, the other models also came out one after another.
The theme was blue and white porcelain. Cao Xiaolan didn't chase after the stars, but she happened to overhear Zhou Jielun's' Blue and white porcelain '. She was immediately attracted by the melody and lyrics inside.
After doing this, she felt even more lacking in knowledge.
In this match, she couldn't compare to anyone else. No, in other words, if she wanted to win, her opponent had no chance at all.
She was a reborn person, and this was her biggest BUG. She knew a lot of things that others didn't know, she knew a lot of fashion elements that others didn't know about, fashion, this kind of thing, leading a season was already very amazing, not to mention, she was completely leading by twenty years, this was simply an incomparably strong gap.
Think about it, she knew all the new brands before they were even released, and she knew all the popular trends as well. Against this kind of heaven-defying contestant, they could only leave with their tails between their legs.
However, what Cao Xiaolian wanted was not a win or loss, but her real opponent.
Perhaps, her rebirth was just a golden thumb, and she did obtain the first barrel of gold from this. However, from the moment she entered this line of business, she suddenly felt a little disgusted with herself for her past actions.
You know, knowledge is priceless. Perhaps she could deceive him for a moment, and that was only to learn from him. However, she knew very well that this was plagiarism.
What she had stolen would be used up sooner or later. What she needed to do was to make herself a true clothing designer. Only then would she be able to show her self-respect and respect to her opponent.
Therefore, after she had made up a lot of knowledge, she decided to make this topic a reality.
Actually, during Huang Tian Yu's competition last year, she had experienced her dreams of returning to the Tang Dynasty. However, Huang Tian Yu had paid too much attention to the flowery clothing and did not have a single thought on her mind.
She looked at the information that blue and white porcelain was famous in the Yuan Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty. She even went to the museums several times these days just to observe the differences between these blue and white porcelain.
And among them, the one she liked the most was the bright blue flower.
The blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty had the warmth of a scholar, and each dynasty had its own unique temperament. They were like a silent historian, using their own records to record the rise and fall of a dynasty.
Her main link was the bright blue flower.
It was over soon, but there was no reaction. Cao Xiaolian bit her lips and her heart almost jumped out of her chest. After a while, she burst into thunderous applause.
"Awesome!" There was a judge below. He was an old expert specializing in service. His specialty was history, and after experiencing those dark days, he was finally released from the cowshed. However, many of the scholars and their books were destroyed in that catastrophe.
Culture seemed to stagnate because of this, and there was even the possibility of regression. After the reform and opening up, young people became more and more fond of foreign things, forgetting their own culture.