The lights in the hall dimmed for a moment.

A shining light suddenly lights up from the direction of the T-shaped platform, and then a short and fat figure comes slowly under the light. It is Li Yudou who has just been ignored by Liu Zixia.

This way of appearance is really coquettish!

"We songwenhua Guochao design company, founded in 2002, is the first fashion design company in China with Chinese traditional culture as the design concept. At present, the company has men's department and women's Department..."

Li Yudou introduced the company and stepped onto the T-shaped platform. His small eyes rarely took on a serious look

"This painting competition is not so much a painting competition as a young fashion design competition. You all performed very well in the preliminary contest. That's why you came here and came to the headquarters of songwenhua Guochao design company.

Today, we have only one requirement for children, that is, to design a suit of clothes for yourself, so that you can give full play to your imagination and draw what kind of clothes you want to wear. "

Li Yubian's voice fell to the ground, and the 108 children on the scene and the parents accompanying them all showed novel expressions.

It seems a little... Too casual, right?

Liu Zixia is also very curious. Song Wenxuan didn't mention this to him just now. How can he make the clothes he wants to wear?

"At that time, we will form a 5-person review meeting to select the top 10 children, and then help them make their clothes.

In the afternoon, please come back here for a children's t-show. "

When the people on both sides of the runway were discussing with each other in a low voice, Li Yubian was a little proud because he put forward the proposal and only listened to him continue to say:

"At that time, the top ten children will wear their own designed clothes and walk on this T-shaped platform.

Let all the people present, professional designers, media people, cameramen... Come and enjoy it. Children, do you agree? "

I've designed and put them on myself. After that, I have to let everyone see!

This final is a bit interesting. Isn't it to cultivate children's brain and hands-on ability?

The children and parents around the platform were silent for a while, and then they began a heated discussion

"Dad, I feel very interesting. No matter what kind of clothes I draw, I have to wear them myself. Haha, I want to draw robots!"

"Mom, this uncle is not lying to me, is he? I spent a lot of beautiful skirts at home. Will they help me make them? "

"Xuanxuan, you have to believe in yourself, you can get a good result in this competition..."

At the scene, both the children and the parents accompanying them were talking in a low voice. Looking at the expressions on their faces, apart from novelty, there was excitement.

Because this kind of competition, the children really have not participated in, this kind of competition that they have participated in all the way, is the first time for them.

"This... Mr. Li, according to what you mean, the competition will be just design, and the real selection of the champion and runner up will be in the afternoon. Is that right?"

Close to Li yubucket, a slightly rough howling voice came.

Li Yudou nodded and said, "it's true, but there is a time limit for this" design "stage. It's 9:20. Starting from 9:30, give the children two hours. At 11:30, the competition is over!"

"The examination has to be admitted ahead of time. Now it's almost time. Can the children start?"

It's the same howling sound.

"Good!"

"Children, you can find your own seats. Every seat has the same preparation. There is no discrimination," Li said.

And all the parents accompanying the children, please rest in another hall and wait. When the time comes, we will inform you!

Mr. Song, please arrange it! "

Song Wenxuan came in from the entrance and said, "please follow me, parents. We have prepared tea and fruit for you. Please wait slowly."

"Shuai Shuai, you'll have to work hard for yourself later."

"Xiaolan, don't you like sportswear very much? I'll draw one in a moment!"

"Yangyang, as long as you are happy, don't care about the unknown ranking!"

"Xiaohan, we must strive for the first place this time. Mom believes you!"

"Come on, children, or you'll learn painting in vain..."

The appearance of song Wenxuan makes the situation in the hall chaotic. It's like saying goodbye. Every parent is very nervous and tells his children to work hard and come on

It was Liu Zixia, who just patted Yueyue and Hanhan on the shoulder and left the room under the sign of song Wenxuan.

……

It can be seen from the ten minutes of parting that many children are still very dependent on their parents.

Just now when there were parents around, these children were very calm, and even a lot of little guys were looking around curiously.

But when their parents came out of the hall and only themselves were left, the curiosity became a kind of panic.

They look around in a daze, or they are equally flustered, or they are ready to paint, or they are friends with a dazed face... They don't know what to do next.

It is reasonable to say that there are also children in grade 4, 5 and 6 among these children. They should have some ability of self-processing.

But now this kind of performance can only show one problem... That is, they are spoiled by their parents or grandparents, and their self-processing ability is relatively low.

That's why some parents who accompany their children will comfort their children.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Yueyue and Hanhan.

The two girls chose a place close to the wall, and after checking their tools, they began to chat in a low voice.

"Sister Han Han, what are you going to draw?" Yueyue asked curiously.

"Well, I want to draw a skirt."

Hanhan thought about it and said, "it's the kind you can wear in summer, and then it's printed with grass, flowers and butterflies."

"Wow, that sounds beautiful!" Yueyue thought for a moment and said, "I, I want to draw a skirt!"

"What did you want to draw?" Han Han asked.

"I just wanted to draw a skirt. It's not an ordinary skirt. I want to draw a Confucian skirt of Han costume."

Yueyue said: "last time I went to CCTV to record a program, didn't I still wear it? I want one like that

Culvert's as like as two peas, he said, "the moon is not good enough to paint, and I heard the uncle of Zi Xia say that your clothes are designed by professional designers. They are not exactly the same."

Although Han Han has recognized Liu Zixia as a teacher, because he is used to it, he will not change it.

"Han Han, don't worry. I just want to draw the Confucian skirt in my mind. It's not the same."

Yueyue ordered some cerebellar pouch melons and said, "hee hee, and I have secret weapons!"

"Secret weapon?" Han Han said curiously, "what secret weapon?"

"You'll know in a moment. If I say it, it's not a secret weapon!"

Yueyue began to smile and said, "let's start. Many people have already started painting."