100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 169 Is She A Genius?
The deep voice of the man on the other end of the phone was tinged with a touch of sternness, "Lafayette will definitely go to the Paris fashion show in more than ten days. And she will do it in disguise. She will not reveal her identity easily, and naturally the bodyguards will not bring too many clothes. Many, I think it is a good time to start in a foreign country."

Holding the phone, Mu Ziwei's heart beat inexplicably faster, "Is your sniper reliable?"

"Don't worry, he is my comrade-in-arms. I grew up with him. He has the ability to kill with one shot. It belongs to the one-shot-one-shot type. I have learned it before."

"Is he willing to take this job? If he is caught, Brother Sheng will definitely cut him into pieces, and will never kill him with a single shot." Mu Ziwei was a little timid, "If he confesses to you at that time, what to do?"

"You should trust me."

After a brief silence, she said, "Okay, I trust you, and I will leave this matter to you."

"No matter what happens at the fashion show, I will never doubt you." The other party was very satisfied with his decision, "The fashion show on the 28th, you can also arrange the itinerary."

"Okay." She said softly.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Ziwei looked out the window at the deep night, her heart tightened a little, her face turned pale.

The next morning.

In the design department of Tianjiao International, Shi Ying was sitting in her office area. She closed her eyes and rested her mind. The computer was not turned on, and pieces of fabric were pieced together in her mind, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

A perfect dress began to take shape in her mind, and she put Liang Nuoqi into her mind.

Not far away, Yi Yang stared at her coldly, in a daze every day, never saw her drawing, or in Tang Tang's production room, and competing with her Yi Yang, how did she stay calm and calm?

Mr. Sheng will not find a big-name designer to help her behind the scenes, right?Only use her Shi Ying's name?
Thinking about it carefully, it is not impossible.

At noon that day, in the office of the design department, when Yi Yang came in, Shi Ying happened to be going out. Because she was preoccupied with things, the two almost bumped into each other.

"..." Yi Yang stared at her with cool eyes, not intending to give in.

Shi Ying raised her eyes and calmly met that gaze.

For a second, it was like a fierce light interlacing.

Just when Shi Ying was about to step aside, Yi Yang sneered, "It's still too late to give up the battle."

"Why should I give up the battle?" Shi Ying raised her chin and looked at her with pale amber eyes.

Yi Yang was holding a cup of coffee, she crossed her chest with one hand, and said in a slightly sarcastic voice, "There are still 13 days until the Paris Fashion Show, you run to other people's production studios all day long, and sit in front of your computer in a daze. Can your work be transformed out of nowhere?"

"Who said I was in a daze?" Shi Ying pointed to her head, and said in a leisurely tone, "Here is my manuscript."

Yi Yang's hand holding the coffee cup froze suddenly,
"Not everyone is like you, you have to draw it before you can make it." Shi Ying gave her a happy smile.

Yi Yang's eyes were silent, his face changed a few times, and he asked her another important question, "Have you selected your model? It will be better to choose a model and then design the clothes, so that people won't be able to wear them."

"Thank you for your reminder." Shi Ying smiled even brighter.

Yi Yang didn't like her expression very much, what was she laughing at?Where did the confidence come from?Did she see through the psychology of the judges?Clothes that you think are good may be worthless in the eyes of the judges.

"Shi Ying." At this moment, Yang Jian appeared.

When Shi Ying saw Director Yang standing beside Yi Yang, he said to her, "Come to my office." Then he looked at Yi Yang again.

Yi Yang rolled her eyes, she stretched out her hand to block Shi Ying, and walked away.

Yang Jian was slightly stunned, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"..." Shi Ying's face was calm.

Yang Jian didn't know what happened, but he was inexplicably worried, so Shi Ying followed him to the director's office.

"You and Yi Yang..." Yang Jian paused, "She didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

"No."

Yang Jian is still very worried, but don't make a fool out of him. Yi Yang is not a cheap lamp in the design industry, she has the capital of her own self-sufficiency.

Shi Ying opened her lips, "Director, we just met and exchanged a few words."

Seeing that she didn't want to mention it, Yang Jian didn't ask any more questions.

He cleared his throat and asked her with some concern, "Are you ready for the fashion show?"

"Well, it's almost there."

"The model is also decided?"

"deal."

"Who?" Yang Jian was curious.

Shi Ying shook her head, smiled and said, "This must be kept secret."

"..." He suddenly realized that he had asked too much, "Just choose, I'm just worried about you."

"Director Yang, I'm about to start making costumes, and I need an independent studio." Shi Ying offered.

Yang Jian quickly took out the key from the drawer, "No. 12, No. 12 is for you." It was next to Tang Tang.

She reached out to take it, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, and good luck."

Then Shi Ying came to the production room No. 12. I don't know who used it before. There are a lot of fabrics piled up, all kinds of bright colors, and they are all very high-end fabrics.

She checked the room carefully, making sure that there were no pinhole probes or other culprits who had leaked privacy before reaching out to choose fabrics.

The fabrics are all high-grade and very comfortable to the touch.

Under the bright incandescent light, Shi Ying raised one hand, and a piece of black cloth fluttered and unfolded in the bright light!

Just like the slow motion in the movie, the fabric is raised high, and through the rays of light, the blackness is particularly charming. The light flashes like ripples, with a smooth and moist silky feeling, and a comfortable thickness.

The fabric landed firmly on the chopping board.

This piece of excellent fabric is heavy smooth silk made in the UK, all handmade with every stitch and thread.

Shi Ying picked up a piece of chalk, and she showed the details that had been pondered over and over in her mind with her hands. She carefully drew, where to keep and where to keep, and then picked up the scissors to cut the whole piece of fabric in one go. Being able to finish it like a cloud and flowing water all depends on her almost genius judgment.

Liang Nuoqi's measurements and her height were deeply recorded in her mind.

The shiny silk fabric was cut smoothly, that smooth movement, even speed, and unhesitating posture made Shi Ying look so attractive. She blinked her pale amber eyes and pursed her pink lips lightly. Looking at it, the whole person can see that it is rigorous and serious.

Put down the scissors, hold the fabric, shake your hands lightly, and the beautiful jewel-like silk flies up from the chopping board!
Not a single wrinkle, this is a super perfect cut.

The lines are extremely smooth, without any fraying or deflection.

It is impossible for Yi Yang, who has debuted for many years, to judge the lines and curves on the chopping board with just a pair of eyes without any tailoring tools.

For the whole afternoon, Shi Ying stayed in the production room. She turned off her mobile phone and devoted herself fully to the production of costumes.

In just four hours, her design was finished and wrapped on a fake model. Shi Ying was satisfied with her work.

At this time, Yi Yang was also modifying the works of her fashion show in the production room. She had only given the color of Princess Riley's wedding dress, and she didn't have time to take care of it for the time being, after all, there were still more than two months left.

As the fashion show is approaching day by day, she only has one belief now, that is, she must not lose to newcomer Shi Ying.

(End of this chapter)