Chapter 219

Cang Ling sat on the designer's seat. For half a month, there were fewer and fewer people here. Until now, the originally crowded aisle has been much more spacious.

She looked at the audience. Mou Yu was playing with her mobile phone with her head down. She didn't seem to be very interested in the game on the stage.

Cangling shrugged and smiled.

Yes, why should he be interested? Maybe he already knew the result of the game.

The models on the stage changed one after another. Finally, Cangling's model came on the stage.

In Cangling's design history, there are few such gorgeous decorations. Although her personality is publicized, she doesn't like fancy things in her clothes. But this time, Xiuhe clothes are exquisite flower embroidery from top to bottom.

The dragon and Phoenix are auspicious. They are mainly golden and emerald blue. The jacket is a round neck and double lapel. The lower garment is a skirt modified according to the horse face of the Qing Dynasty. The stitches are fine, especially the Phoenix Tail outline, which is lifelike. Under the light, with the movement of the model, it looks like a fairy coming from the clouds, turning into a beautiful girl, and walking towards your ideal husband.

Mou Yu finally put down her mobile phone. In the scream of the crowd, he raised his head and looked at the model coming towards him with a gold fan in his hand and a wedding dress.

In a trance, the unfamiliar model changed her appearance. Her face had been replaced by Cangling's eyebrows and eyes. She wore her own wedding dress and walked slowly to him.

Every frown and smile was what he imagined his wife should be.

Mou Yu watched Cangling make this dress with her own eyes, watched her skillfully use scissors, and listened to the crisp sound of cutting cloth and the operation of the sewing machine. She stitched the messy embroidery on the clothes, stitch by stitch, so serious

It turns out that his girl is really so excellent. Her hands are so weak that they are inconspicuous. However, her men can make such dazzling clothes.

Mou Yuren, he recovered. All the models on the stage have finished and Cangling has stepped onto the stage.

It's about to go to the stage of the designer. In the past, the designer explained the design concept every time, but today, Cangling is more calm than before.

She took the microphone handed over by the host and looked at the dark group of people under the stage, smiling brightly.

Among these people, there are agents of top clothing brands in all countries in the world, predecessors who have won design awards, and colleagues who have competed with her on the stage. More of them are ordinary designers who, like her, have dreams and think they can succeed by hard work.

They may not be qualified to stand on this stage, so their eyes are full of worship and envy, dreaming that they can stand up one day

"Hello, everyone." Cang Ling took the microphone. When she finished speaking, the interpreter on the side of the stage translated her words into English.

"I'm Cangling, from Shengshi group in China." She bowed down and saluted the audience, and there was another round of applause.

She turned around and began to introduce the dress on the model. "This work is called wedding dress in our country. Until now, there are still many newly married girls wearing it into the marriage hall."

"It has been inherited since the late Qing Dynasty. In fact, it has undergone a lot of improvement. The dress on the model is actually a relatively perfect and mature style. In my eyes, it is not particularly excellent, but the embroidery on it."

The model raised his sleeve, turned it in a circle and showed the pattern above in front of the crowd.

"Because something happened in the middle of the competition, I actually didn't have the eighth entry. It took me two days to rush out this dress."

After Cang Ling said this, the audience couldn't help sighing. After all, such a delicate dress can't complete these heavy embroidery in such a short time.

"I think you must think I'm lying, because these patterns can't be embroidered in two days. Indeed, I don't have such ability. In fact, these patterns were embroidered by my mother for several years or even decades. Every stitch is done by myself."

The voice under the stage became louder. Everyone talked and whispered. Only Mou Yu kept staring at Cangling without a ripple on his face.

"My mother told me that the women in their hometown embroidered wedding clothes for themselves from an early age. Every stitch was a beautiful fantasy of love and marriage. Later, when my mother died, these things remained in my hand. As we all know, the theme of our competition is called inheritance. Inheriting the culture left over from the ancient times also inherits the feelings of the previous generation Children's best expectations. "

"Today, I came to this show with what my mother passed on to me and completed the wedding dress she had never completed in her life. I also brought the tenderest and most beautiful things in our country to the world to show you the talents of Jiangnan women. Thank you for giving me this platform, so that I can fulfill this wish and become the pride of my mother."

Cangling's eyes were full of tears. She once choked and could only bend down and salute everyone deeply.

"Thank you."

The applause from the audience lasted for a long time. Cangling straightened up and waited for the judges to score.

As expected, the score of Cang Ling's work is very high, which is better than those previous works with high scores. However, Cang Ling has been unable to tell whether the score is behind her real talent and hard work, or whether the judges are moved by her story, or perhaps it is only Mou Yu's money that plays a role.

The host reported the final score, and the whole audience was boiling. No doubt, Cangling pulled back a set in the last game and successfully entered the elite game.

"Miss Cangling, your score this time has reached an all-time high in the fashion festival. The elite competition has opened the door for you. Can you make a speech?" The host asked her with a bright smile.

Cangling held the microphone tightly in her hand. She took a deep breath and held back her tears to her eyes.

Mou Yu finally had a smile on her face. He looked at her on the stage and looked relieved.

"Second Lord, Miss Cang did it. She's amazing." The reservoir couldn't help being excited.

The woman who is worthy of being the second master of his family can enter the elite competition at a young age, which is unique.

"I renounce and withdraw from the elite."