100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 173 My heart is cold before the game
"I think so too." Lin Dier is only 26 years old this year, and she has always worked hard for her career.

It's been ten years since she debuted, but she has never lost her temper, as if she has always been so hot. This is a miracle for an actress, because the entertainment industry is a big dyeing vat, full of fish and dragons.

One of Lin Dier's biggest advantages is that she is naturally beautiful and has never had a knife on her face, so she is very popular among fans.

"Yi Yang, I don't think you're nervous at all this time." Lin Di'er sat down on the sofa wearing this entry, elegant and calm like a queen.

Yi Yang made her a cup of tea, "Why are you nervous? I have won prizes and got soft hands in my life, just like you, I can already handle the scene."

"I heard that there are a lot of big-name designers participating in this exhibition. Jou from the UK is here, Marikia from Germany, and Heisen, who has been silent for many years, also came out to join in the fun."

Yi Yang tightened his grip on the cup, "Heisen?"

"That's right, I just heard the news, and it's absolutely reliable, so this time the fashion show is a decisive event in the fashion industry, it can be said that it will set off a bloody storm." Lin Di'er was looking forward to it.

"..." Because Hai Sen also came out, Yi Yang became inexplicably nervous.

One must know that Hai Sen is a bigwig in the design industry, is this going to come back out of the rivers and lakes?
I remember that his last design directly set off the fashion trend in the world. He was once praised to the sky, and various invitations continued, but he couldn't bear the extraordinary enthusiasm and fame, so he bought an island to seal himself off.

He has a weird brain and can always create amazing works.

Yi Yang was completely shocked by the name.

Lin Dier really regarded her as a friend, and seeing her flustered slightly, she reminded, "Yang, don't believe in the principle of fairness and justice, this time is absolutely unfair, I heard that there are more than 700 works in the exhibition With 18 games, the judges are prone to eye fatigue. And they will pay too much attention to Heisen’s design. To be honest, no matter how good your design is, I still feel that it is difficult to win the first place.”

"The first is Heisen's..." Yi Yang had such a premonition.

"No.2 is also very difficult for you to get." Lin Di'er did not want to scare her, and continued, "Most of the designers participating in the exhibition are big names, and your reputation is comparable to yours. Your strengths are comparable, and there are very few newcomers. It's a contest between you big names."

Yi Yang was really frightened by her. She was full of confidence and suddenly felt a pressure.

"Yang, do you know any judges?" Lin Di'er was worried, "There are unspoken rules in the entertainment industry. When it's time to act, you should act. Sometimes there is nothing shameful in dedicating yourself to art."

Yi Yang was a little shocked that she would say such a thing. Lin Di'er smiled when she met her gaze, "You will understand later, when you really see the filth of this world clearly."

"..." Yi Yang was speechless.

"If you have an old friend as a judge, you can greet in advance. Please take care of her." She dialed directly, "It's still too late to say hello, but the results usually come out during rehearsals, and the real show is just for buyers. and the media."

Tomorrow, tomorrow is the rehearsal.

Without any hesitation, Yi Yang picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number.

Lin Di'er was relieved, and she got up and went to the bedroom to change clothes. This is the dress to be exhibited, so don't damage it.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Yi Yang was calm and calm. She said in fluent French, "Weiss, it's me, Yi Yang." She smiled and continued, "I want to ask who are the judges for this fashion show? ?”

"I'm sorry, the Yida designer, it hasn't been announced yet, but it's not the same group as last year." The other party said, "Also, I heard that Bastian is here, and I didn't see her specifically. The process is very confidential."

"Bastian??" Yi Yang felt a chill down his spine.

"That's right, because Heisen is going to participate in the exhibition. A first-class designer is paired with a first-class judge. This is the biggest highlight of this show."

……

After hanging up the phone, Yi Yang's whole state has not recovered, and his eyes are full of disbelief.

Bastian can be called the biggest and most demanding judge in history. He won the championship once, but she still pointed out many shortcomings in public and was criticized by her as useless.

Ordinary fashion is difficult to catch her eyes, and she has extremely high requirements for her works.

I heard that since she joined the fashion industry as a judge for 20 years, she has never praised any designer, even just a word.

But her vision is really unique and can achieve a sharp effect.

No matter who follows her, they can grow very quickly, but she never brings a designer.

I still remember a time when a British designer designed a red dress with a very novel style and a well-chosen model, which looked very good-looking, but because Bastian himself didn't like red, that designer didn't get the ranking.

Even if other judges like it, they will follow her opinion.

The unisex style suit designed by myself barely took the 8th place in that show.

But the dress she was going to participate in the exhibition the day after tomorrow was also red... With a click, Yi Yang's heart went cold.

This night, Yi Yang really stayed up all night, she seemed to have a dream, dreaming that she was kicked out of Tianjiao International by Shi Ying, and then her colleagues looked at her talking.

She dreamed of her unprecedented embarrassment.

This night, Mu Ziwei was also sleepless.

She also lives in the star hotel not far from the Carrousel Hall of the Louvre.

Mu Ziwei didn't come here to watch the fashion show, so she didn't go during the rehearsal, and of course she couldn't get in either.

On the second day of rehearsal, everything went well.

Yi Yang sat in the designer's seat, and she saw that there were indeed some new faces in the judges' seat, but she was very impressed by Bastian's iceberg face that has not changed for thousands of years.

Bastian watched every show very seriously, with almost no expression changes throughout the whole process, and she got up and left before the rehearsal was over.

The designers started talking in low voices.

"Is Bastian not satisfied with this work?"

"Yeah, I never saw her smile the whole time."

"She doesn't know how to laugh at all."

"It should be dissatisfied. I'm not very satisfied. It's too unremarkable. Why are you in the front?"

"How many titles are your works?"

"605"

"I 208"

……

Because it is a dress rehearsal, the clothes on these models are the painstaking efforts of the designers countless days and nights, so the models are just on the catwalk, no one knows who designed which clothes, and there is no broadcast on the radio, so do so reason.

the next day.
Under the decoration of lights, the Carrousel Hall of the Louvre looks like a royal palace.

To enter the main venue, you have to go through three gates and go through layers of security checks.

Mu Ziwei came in very early. She stood at a high point and stared at the door without blinking, waiting for grandma to appear.

After waiting for about half an hour, some buyers and media entered the venue one after another. The lights downstairs were shining, and the clothes were fragrant, but the familiar figure was never seen.

She couldn't help feeling flustered, miscalculated?

Isn't grandma most concerned about such shows?Moreover, Tianjiao International also has works participating in the exhibition, so she has no reason not to come.

Just when she thought the information was wrong and grandma would not come, two familiar figures appeared at the door.

Grandma and Butler Shen came into sight...

(End of this chapter)