"I just want to wear our traditional Chinese clothes belly pocket confidently in front of foreigners in bikini. I'm not standing here for any position, but I hope more people have the courage to show their traditions and break through themselves."

There was a burst of applause under the stage. Listening to the words of contestant No. 1, everyone nodded one after another. Their courage is commendable. There are really not many people who can love Hanfu so much, and they can stand on this stage with such confidence. It is a height that many people can't reach, which is worthy of admiration.

Then the No. 2 contestant came to the stage. She was dressed in a red chivalrous Han suit, her hair was tied up high, a red plum blossom pattern was put on her eyebrows, and her bright red lips raised a radian. Her appearance was hanging Weiya from the sky, holding a sword handle and a touch of Su Sha in her beautiful eyes.

Then, as the music sounded, the flute sounded Xiaoxiao. The No. 2 player was dressed in red, and his posture was sassy. He waved his sword and made beautiful and handsome movements one after another.

After a dance, she turned around and fell in front of the judges. She stopped and looked at the people under the stage, with confidence on her face.

"Your dress is very cool. Why would a girl want to wear this?" the judge asked with great interest.

Contestant No. 2 replied calmly: "When I first designed this dress, I wanted to make a new breakthrough. Chinese clothes such as breast length Ru skirt are too ladies, but female men exist in every era. I wanted to design more clothes suitable for female men like us. Red is an unrestrained and enthusiastic color. The coat is made of light silk, which is elegant and beautiful. That is My first design inspiration. "

"Well, I appreciate your free and easy character." the judges nodded frequently, then asked some questions about the design of this Han suit, and invited the next contestant to play.

Because this time the Hanfu competition was screened by Shen He and them first, and the finalists were qualified to stand on this stage for display, the level of the works was relatively high.

Moreover, the judges need to complete the selection of these works in one afternoon, so they must make the time compact, which is another test for the performance of the highlights of the contestants' works.

I watched the works of more than a dozen people in a row.

By the time of the thirteenth work, two handsome men appeared and stood on the stage in red Hanfu.

Qiu Haichuan looked at Ling yuche with deep affection in his eyes. They held hands and walked step by step to the middle of the stage.

The judges seemed to see some clues, looked at them and asked, "are you two wearing this wedding dress?"

Qiu Haichuan took the microphone and couldn't stop smiling: "yes, I spent all my energy designing this wedding suit."

Ling yuche listened to Qiu Haichuan's words, and the corners of his lips couldn't help rising slightly. The man still couldn't speak. He clearly wanted to say a lot.

The eyes of the two people gathered together, in which there was lingering affection.

They have been treated coldly, ridiculed, quarreled and cold war all the way.

"OK."

"OK."

Two voices sounded at the same time, "fortunately, we didn't give up."

Two hands together, eyes firmly looking at the front.

Time is not long, time flies, the important thing is not to have everything, but what you want is right around you.