Chapter 152

"You... What are you doing?" Cangling's voice trembled.

She narrowly escaped death on the field, and the dog man is with other women

The gasping voice over there gradually pressed down. Mou Yu's voice was a little hoarse, "what's the matter?"

Cang Ling stared at the mobile phone screen, and was drawn into another kind of anger before she could react from the destruction of the work.

"Explain to me what you're doing now?" Cangling repressed her anger.

Mou Yu is not a fool, but naturally realizes that Cangling may have misunderstood something. He is not in a hurry to explain, but clears his throat.

"Nature is doing what men like to do." He deliberately answered her, "who told you to escape last night."

Cangling's eyes widened.

She turned her head. Meng Ke and Su Xiaocheng stared at her strangely. She walked into the bathroom with her mobile phone, almost gnashing her teeth.

"So, I worked hard outside to participate in the competition, and you stole people in the hotel?"

Mou Yu was stunned.

Stealing? This word, used on him, is very novel.

"Do you have an opinion?" Mou Yu's voice was a challenge.

"No." Cangling was so angry that her face was green. She took a puff from the corner of her mouth and sneered, "you old man, enjoy it slowly."

The man moving on the treadmill gradually slowed down. Mou Yu stopped the machine and was ready to answer the phone. The phone suddenly stopped and hung up there.

Mou Yu took off her headphones and stared at the mobile phone screen, frowning.

Really angry?

Last night, he was still thinking about her. He didn't untie the handcuffs. After Mo Mo left, he immediately chased out with the key. But after looking for it for a long time, he saw her sitting with Mou Qi. Where did he need his key.

He hasn't been angry with her yet. She's still asking questions?

……

Cangling holds her mobile phone and is furious.

In the final analysis, is it not because of Mou Yu that her works were destroyed? If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have made enemies with Mo Mo and killed Jason on the way. Rounding off is equivalent to Mou Yu doing it by herself!

Now, what is he doing when she needs it most?

Cangling searches her mobile phone and calls Bai Zhi.

The competition is about to begin. The hand push wave on Meng Ke's head has been shaped. The bright red lips and willow like fine eyebrows make Meng Ke more full of charm, who is already growing in the East.

Cangling stood at the door, and the models had begun to line up. She looked at her watch and was so anxious that she couldn't.

There was a notice in the radio that all the designers were in place. The room at the end opened. Jason came out and smiled at Cangling.

Cangling frowned.

"It's really a good work." Jason came to her side and stopped a little. "It's a pity that you should be able to enter the next round of competition. You're going to pack up and go back to your hometown."

Cangling raised her eyes and stared sharply at Jason's side face. "In my hometown, only women can play this kind of small hand in front of the battle. You are a man. Are you afraid that I will compare you to you before I dare not let me play?"

Jason didn't get angry because of her words, but just smiled, "there is an old saying in your China that 'war is never tired of fraud'. Successful people only look at the results, and only losers will investigate the process."

His eyes swept the closed door behind Cangling, his smile was even worse, and he walked out with his head held high.

"Little Lingling." Su Xiaocheng ran in with a paper box through the back door, "here, here."

It was raining outside. Bai Zhi followed Su Xiaocheng and came in with a cold air.

"Go and change her." Cangling gave orders to Su Xiaocheng and walked to Bai Zhi.

"Thank you." She said sincerely.

"Yes." Bai Zhi was still cold and returned a word, hiding the hardships all the way behind his weak look.

The sound of the radio urged again. Cangling breathed and walked in the direction Jason had just left.

The mobile phone in her pocket was shaking all the time. Cangling stared at the word Mou Yu on it and turned off the mobile phone directly.

She was agitated for no reason. What she said about female phobia was actually just his one-sided words. Who knows whether this is true or not?

Cangling sat in her seat, turned her head sideways and looked at Jason's eyes for a good play.

The game officially began.

The works of more than 50 designers were put on stage by models, and Cang Ling looked nervously at the show. These designers are leaders from all over the world, and their skills are not comparable to the small competitions she participated in in in China.

Cang Ling looked around at the people around her. Among the 50 designers, only one-fifth of them entered the elite competition and 40 people... In eight competitions, they only ended up eliminated.

Each of them has prepared eight works, but perhaps some of them have only one chance to show them.

But in the cruel battlefield, there are still so many designers who want to participate and make a big splash.

When the music of Chinese style sounded, Cangling sat up straight, and Meng Ke slowly came out of the center of the stage. With the most standard steps, every footprint came out of the softness of Oriental women.

There was a warm applause at the scene, especially the female judges, who were praising Meng Ke's figure and the delicacy of this cheongsam.

Cang Ling knows that no one can resist the shock brought by Chinese cheongsam. The beauty of something handed down by our ancestors can withstand amplification and the passage of time.

Jason's face was a little ugly. He turned his head and narrowed his eyes.

Cangling noticed his sight and gave him a provocative look. Although it is really a bad idea to show the later works in advance, if you can't make it through the first round, the later works will have no room to play no matter how excellent they are.

Jason snorted coldly again and stopped looking too far.

The first round, which took five hours, has ended. As expected, Cangling entered the second round and five players were eliminated.

"Scared the hell out of me." Su Xiaocheng was wet with sweat. She was waiting backstage for Cangling and Meng Ke to leave the scene. There was a cry in her voice.

Cangling also took a long breath and sat down in the chair to relax her tense mood.

It is taboo to change the works of the competition temporarily before playing, which is not allowed by reason. However, Cangling's original works were destroyed in the safe. The organizer has unshirkable responsibility and can only compromise.

However, in this way, one of Cangling's eight works is missing. If she goes all the way smoothly, it means that she has to make a new dress in these 16 days.

"What should we do next? Time is so tight and the materials are limited. Where can I find this eighth work?" Su Xiaocheng is very worried.

"Don't worry." Cangling behaves calmly. If she is also in a mess, Su Xiaocheng is afraid to wash her face with tears all day.

"Little orange, we must publicize the destruction of our works. The more people make trouble, the better." Cangling said calmly.

"In this way, can we find the real murderer?" Meng Ke wondered.

"There will be no real murderer." Cang Ling regretfully told them, "the organizer agreed with me to change the work, which is already their attitude. We all know who the real murderer is, but if he really loses his reputation here, I'm afraid we won't be so good."

Jason is the designer of L & W. with the strength of L & W, even if she sues in the name of Shengshi, she may not win. What's more, Shengshi may not be able to tear her face with L & W for her.

"It's well known that it's to make all designers vigilant. Everyone will be afraid of someone who can move under the eyes of the organizer. This fear will become public anger and become the power to check and balance the organizer. I believe that after this time, unless someone drops it by air with a bomb, no one will be able to destroy the entries." Cangling said seriously.

"So, are we just so dumb?" Su Xiaocheng is in a hurry.

Cangling slightly lifted the corners of her mouth and her eyes were bright.

"War is never tired of fraud, is it?" She sneered, "we Chinese people's ancient sayings naturally have to be used by our Chinese people."