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No, no, absolutely not. The feeling of each kind of fabric was different. Changing the fabric hastily might affect the balance of the entire garment. It was best to first try to find it.

Xu Wang placed all the cloth onto a cart and was about to take them away when he turned around to find An Ning frowning slightly and standing blankly on the spot.

"What are you thinking? Is there a problem? "

After hesitating for a moment, An Ning decided to tell Xu Wang the exact details regarding the cloth. Although she didn't want to trouble him, things had already gotten to this point. Xu Wang knew a lot of people in the industry.

Xu Wang agreed immediately and asked An Ning about the requirements and opinions regarding the cloth. Xu Wang didn't mind being dirty. He sat down next to the warehouse and put up the small horse that no one had used for a long time before starting to make a phone call.

After a long while, Xu Wang shook his head helplessly at An Ning, thinking that it was impossible not to be disappointed. However, Xu Wang had already done his best. An Ning also understood. She could only force a smile.

"It doesn't matter. I'll think about if there's anything else I can replace."

Xu Wang nodded helplessly. In his heart, he loathed the fact that he was unable to do anything.

Xu Wang sent An Ning back to the hotel. Halfway there, An Ning's phone that hadn't rang for the past three days suddenly buzzed. She was momentarily stunned. The one that had rung was her own phone, as she hurriedly took it out from her backpack.

The name that jumped off the screen was a familiar yet unfamiliar name for An Ning. She was stunned for a moment before she pressed the answer button at Xu Wang's urging.

"Hello? An Ning? I'm Li Yu. "

"I know, does Teacher Li Yu have any business with me?"

An Ning politely smiled, her tone indifferent. On the contrary, Xu Wang, who was driving, kept glancing over, curious about the fact that An Ning and Li Yu actually knew each other.

"Weren't you going to start cutting them recently? I have a piece of fabric here that I don't know if you'll be able to use, but I feel that it's very suitable for the outer lining of that dress of yours. "

An Ning wanted to reject him at first, but the words coming out of her mouth came to a halt when she saw him slowly spitting out the word "contrast".

"Outline?"

"Right, you can come to my studio and take a look. If it's appropriate, you can take it away!"

Li Yu was as gentle as a cello. Her refined voice was very comfortable to listen to. An Ning couldn't help but feel moved.

"Well, thank you."

After hesitating for a long time, An Ning finally agreed. Li Yu sent a text message to the studio's location, and the two directly left.

Fortunately, the kind of fabric in Li Yu's studio was the most suitable for An Ning to choose from. After purchasing the fabric, An Ning would have to start formally tailoring the clothes.

A week of time passed quickly, and soon, it was the official competition. When An Ning's old teacher heard that she was going to participate in the competition, she also called to wish her all the best.

Li Xiaoran had also pushed away the announcement for the entire day and rushed over with An Ning. The models had all entered the fitting room to change their clothes. An Ning was sitting backstage, waiting for them.

Today's competition would be broadcast live on the internet. This was one of the reasons why Li Xiaoran came to help An Ning. After all, it was good for her to be a model invited by the champion of the BFA design competition.

"Hello everyone. Today is the thirty-second Hanburo Cup venue. This time, there are a total of a hundred competitors. What kind of visual feast will they bring us?"

After a short opening speech, the models filed into the competition. The designer followed closely behind and introduced their design concepts, as well as the judges' scores. However, the scores were not directly announced to the public, but the next day, when the competition ended, the results would be announced.

An Ning's ranking was in the middle. Everyone wouldn't waste too much time on the stage, so An Ning didn't need to rush and sit in the waiting hall with Li Xiaoran, who had already finished dressing up. She focused on watching the live television screen in front of her.

Li Xiaoran was not interested in anything else. She just sat by the side and played with her phone in boredom.

There were already more than a dozen contestants on stage. An Ning had no choice but to admit that there were a lot of people with great strength this time around. She was no longer confident that she could obtain her first place.

After an unknown amount of time, when even the spectators below the stage were looking a little tired, it was finally An Ning's turn. She adjusted Li Xiaoran's hair, and upon seeing the staff member's gesture, a perfect smile quickly appeared on Li Xiaoran's face, and her eyes became sharp. As she entered the stage, the audience's attention was also instantly attracted to Li Xiaoran, but it was not because of her, but because of the clothes on Li Xiaoran's body.

The clothes were all white, except for a slight tinge of lilac on the hem of the blouse and skirt, and the fabric of the hard yarn shone with a thin, dreamy sheen under the light of the T table.

Whether it was the top or the bottom of the skirt, they were all embroidered with fine silver threads. The skirt was not as big as the ones specially designed, but it naturally hung down, but one could still see layers of muslin as they walked, just like the cloudy clouds in the sky.

Of course, the most beautiful one was the delicate fan in Li Xiaoran's hand. It was a bluish-grey color with delicate patterns of daffodils embroidered on it. The exotic charm that Li Xiaoran brought with her showed the modern fashion of this outfit, but it did not hide the beauty of China.

It was only when the music stopped and An Ning entered the arena that the crowd regained their senses.

An Ning was dressed in a modified qipao. She wore an estranged and indifferent smile on her face as she applied makeup. She stood by Li Xiaoran's side, her beauty comparable to a Jiangnan woman who had just walked out of a painting.

"Actually, this is my first time designing a dress with Chinese style. I really like it, and during the process of designing it, I understood a lot of traditional Chinese things, and yearned for it. The material of the dress has been used a long time ago …"

After briefly narrating her design concept and the thoughts this piece of clothing had in mind, An Ning lowered her hands and silently waited for the judges' scores. Seeing them whispering to each other as if hesitating, although An Ning appeared indifferent on the surface, she was actually a bit nervous in her heart.

Out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a man who looked like Jiang Jianxin standing up, but the lights on the stage were too bright, and by the time An Ning had concentrated her gaze, she had already disappeared.

Maybe he had seen wrongly, why would Jiang Jia Han come here to watch him compete?