Chapter 215

Cangling's seventh game is over.

The fifth and sixth games were narrow wins, but at least they passed the pass line. This time, the situation was worse than before. Her score ranked last in the shortlist, only a little short, and she was about to stop in the eighth game.

In fact, as a new designer, it is not easy to achieve the current achievements. Most designers in the prosperous era have been eliminated and remain in the competition, leaving only three. Among them, except Cang Ling, the other two are gold medal designers, Qi Jinmin is among them.

Cangling nervously returned to the hotel from the stadium. She didn't speak all the way. Mou Yu saw her worry and deliberately drove the car slower.

"What are you nervous about?" Mou Yu comforted her, "with your current qualification, it's unexpected to enter the eighth round of promotion."

Cangling sighed. She pulled her hand in the drawer in front of the seat for a while, took out a box of candy from it, pulled one out and put it in her mouth.

"I don't want to be nervous, but the more I get to the back, the more I feel that if I lose, the efforts in front will be nothing." Cangling leaned against the back of the chair, looked at the stripped sugar coating in her hand, and frowned.

Jason destroyed one of her entries in her first competition. During this period, she has been disturbed by all kinds of things, and she can rarely find time to study her eighth work. Now, there are only two days left. How can she make the eighth dress here?

Her ranking has been lower for three consecutive games. In the last game, the judges are bound to determine the players who advance into the elite according to the comprehensive ranking of the previous games. If she can't stand out in this game, I'm afraid that once she enters the elite game, she will be killed by the big guys who fight from thousands of troops and horses, and there will be no residue left.

At the thought of this, Cangling couldn't help crying. She screamed up to the sky and was trapped by the problem in front of her.

Mou Yu raised her eyebrows and glanced at her. With a hook in the corner of his mouth, he accelerated his speed and headed for the hotel.

After getting off the bus, I happened to catch up with other designers. When I came back, many people, models and assistants, were standing in the lobby of the hotel. They were still talking and laughing. When they saw Cangling and Mou Yu, they immediately closed their mouths.

Although Mou Yu has made the matter between them public, it is the first time for him to appear in the sight of acquaintances. Cangling doesn't want to be the target of public criticism. She is about to stay away from Mou Yu, but on second thought, sometimes, being too low-key is more hateful than being publicized. Their current affairs have been known by the public. She is hiding and tucking in, which may be more eye-catching in the eyes of outsiders.

At the thought of this, she simply took Mou Yu's hand, smiled calmly and walked towards the elevator.

Mou Yu was also surprised by her sudden action. Is this woman finally enlightened?

"Second master." As they approached, the people who had stood at the entrance of the elevator gave way one after another and saluted Mou Yu respectfully.

Cang Ling raised her head and chest, pretending to be calm. She was trying to treat herself as a transparent person. The people around her did change their goal and saluted her, "Cang designer."

Cangling was surprised. She looked at these respectful people in surprise. She had not entered the role at all.

Among them, there are elders who are much higher than her.

"Yes." Mou Yu is still Gao Leng. He holds Cangling's hand and does not squint. He is completely unaffected by the outside world.

It's Cangling. She has never enjoyed the taste of being held high in her hand. She can't accept it for a moment.

She didn't open her eyes uneasily, but she saw Liu Ziwei standing behind the crowd from a distance.

She was eliminated early, but in order to facilitate management and ensure safety, Tong en decided to ask her to go back with the big army after the promotion. However, Cangling was busy with other things these days and forgot her.

At this moment, Liu Ziwei's facial expression is wonderful, disgust and fear. When she thinks deeply, she is estimated to be a little regretful. After all, she didn't expect that Cangling would be able to stand with Mou Yu and accept the worship of everyone.

The elevator had stopped in front of them, but no one dared to come forward. Mou Yu didn't think so. She took Cangling's hand and walked into the elevator.

Cang Ling looked at the spacious elevator and slowly closed the door when they were only carrying them. Mou Yu had made an effort to pull her to her side.

"Have you made progress?" He reached out and pinched her face. "Next time, be more natural. After all, there will be many such occasions in the future."

Cangling angrily opened his hand. "He also said that if money can make ghosts grind, did you see the faces of those people just now, especially Yu Waner and Avril, who originally despised me. The respectful look just now really opened my eyes."

However, when it comes to the two of them, Cangling is quite surprised. Yu Waner is Qi Jinmin's model, and it is normal to be promoted all the way up to now. But Avril, I heard that she originally followed another designer. After the designer lost, she lost her master and had no stage to play, but now, She followed another designer into the seventh round.

Her means can be seen. Otherwise, Meng Ke can't fall into her hands.

The affair between them is no longer a secret. Now Su Xiaocheng has also returned to the country. Mou Yu retreated from Cangling's room and let her live in his suite for a well-known reason.

Cangling took the lead in pushing the door in, but as soon as she entered the door, her eyes were bright.

"This is..." she stepped forward quickly and looked at the room full of all kinds of cloth and trinkets. The place where the tea table was originally placed had been replaced by a large table. The clothes making machine was still wrapped with film and had not been disassembled.

"You prepared all these?" Cangling looked at these things she had thought for a long time in surprise and looked back at Mou Yu.

Mou Yu was as calm as ever. He raised his feet, moved the crowded things on the ground, opened a path enough for him to walk, and sat on the sofa.

"Mou Yu." His body just got to the sofa. Cangling had jumped on him like a grasshopper, directly holding his head and kissing him like a chicken pecking rice. "You are my ultimate plug-in. I love you so much."

Mou Yu rubbed her face in disgust. "Don't hurry to thank me. Since you want to win so much, work hard and don't waste my efforts."

For her eighth work, he ran almost all the cloth markets in the city. He also did his homework. He knew that the theme of her competition was "inheritance". He specially asked Qin sang to collect these excellent materials in China for fear of reducing points for her craft.

The two men were tired and crooked. The doorbell rang. Cangling got up and went to open the door.

However, seeing the people outside the door, Cangling was stunned again.