Chapter 34

Name:Dear,Please Take Me Author:Si Yue
After waiting for a long time every day, she couldn't help calling Mu Xiyan two or three times. She didn't have time to play with him.

The little guy was depressed for a day. Half a small stool was sitting at the door, waiting for Yan Chen to come back.

Yan Chen's front foot has just entered the house, and the back foot has been grinding every day to ask him to help his mother.

He told his mother about his invitation to play with him today. He thought that his father would agree with him without saying a word. He helped his mother finish the clothes early so that he could play with him. As a result, Yan Chen only asked him to play by himself. Don't disturb Mu Xiyan.

"Dad, you don't know, if my mother doesn't play with me, I will die lonely."

"She's busy with business. You shouldn't have disturbed her."

"But if she can't finish, she can't play with me. If she doesn't do well, she won't be the first. If she works hard, she will be sad if she can't be the first. She doesn't want to make her mother sad every day."

"If I help her, even if it's cheating, she won't be very happy to win the first prize."

"Dad, you're so good. You just need to mention mom a little bit, and you don't need to help me cheat."

He knows his father's ability. The design competitions he participated in are basically the biggest awards. As long as his father is willing to help, his mother can be happy to win the prize.

"But..."

"Dad, there is no more, but this is a good opportunity for you to add points. As long as you perform well and catch up with your mother, I will have a mother. I will be very sad if I can't make sure my mother."

He doesn't know who he learned from this mouth. He is more and more clever.

Unable to resist his insistence, Yan Chen had to go to Mu Xiyan to have a look.

"It's better to be down-to-earth than to pursue idealism blindly."

Mu Xiyan turns to the source of sound.

The man was dressed in a family suit with a water cup on his chest, leaning gracefully on the doorframe. His height is 186, and his head must be on the doorframe. His figure is nearly perfect. It's a pity that he won't be a model.

Attention is floating

"Ah? What did you say just now

After swallowing and salivating, he reflected that he was talking about his own design.

"Every day you say you may need my help, just drop in."

Yan Chen came over and sketched two strokes on the design drawing with her hand holding the pen.

His hands are very big and cold, different from his delicate face. The skin on his hands is thick and calluses.

The side head is his face. How can such a perfect face grow on a man.

"This is not cheating."

He said that and left.

Mu Xiyan bowed her head. With two simple strokes on it, her skirt would not fly any more. She lost her former elegant feeling, but also made up for the cheap feeling when she was still. Especially, his technique was extremely skillful.

It's just a small detail change that makes this dress alive!

Every day, the children lie on the armrest of the corridor, watching the father holding his mother's hand, and the mother's side looking at his father's face, decisively pressed the shutter key

Yan Chen picked up the phone, saw the above screen, and pressed the Save button.

"It's time for you to rest."

The little guy shrunk his mouth and followed Yan Chen.

……

On the last day of the competition, a model was required to show her on stage. Mu Xiyan took the key and looked for her backstage.

Before I got in, I heard men and women laughing.

Pushing open the door, Lin Mengjia sat on a man's leg with a flattering smile on his face.

"Shouldn't I be alone backstage?"

The woman's coquettish tone, small fist hit the person in charge of the chest.

The man didn't expect that someone would come in so early. Seeing Mu Xiyan, he felt embarrassed. He put down Lin Mengjia and stood up.

"Don't make a fuss and take part in the competition."

"I'm not afraid of you anyway."

She said it to Mu Xiyan on purpose, so that she could step back.

The person in charge of this competition and she are old acquaintances. They can not only help her a lot, but also speak for themselves on behalf of the judges. This time, the champion must belong to himself.

Mu Xiyan did not hear.

Soon, their models have been assigned. Mu Xiyan's model is a tall, thin, European and American face, just suitable for her clothes.

It's just a simple change in size.

In contrast, Lin Mengjia's face is not very good-looking, complaining about the ugliness of her model.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'll go to other lounges and get ready for the game."

The person in charge saw that the situation was a little awkward and made an excuse to leave. When he left, he did not forget to look at Mu Xiyan.

It was this sight that made Lin Mengjia even more unhappy with her. She kept saying in the lounge how excellent her design was, and asked the model who had a good design with her and Mu Xiyan.The model who is satirized and ugly naturally won't pay attention to her and quietly do her duty as a model.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Xiyan doesn't pay any attention to Lin Mengjia. She thinks that power is the air. In the whole lounge, Lin Mengjia is singing a monologue.

This made her face a little uneasy. At last, she felt humiliated. She went to Mu Xiyan's design stage to challenge her.

"I said you, don't pretend like you can't hear. What's good for you when you say you offended the Xiao family. Most of the judges on the stage are closely related to the Xiao family. If I were you, I wouldn't come from looking for bitter food, and I would come to participate in today's competition."

Have you finished

“……”

"Shut your mouth when you're done." She has no interest in listening to her gossiping here.

"I'm kind enough to remind you that you're still angry? No one is targeting you in foreign countries. You still don't understand. Now that you've been beaten back home, you still come to participate in the competition. I admire your psychological endurance and come to actively look for new attacks? "

"That's better than you. If you design those two brushes, you can't match a kindergarten child. If you don't rely on your body, you may not be able to eat in the circle. You have a big chest and no brain. All the people in charge are sleeping. You can't get the first place. If you don't believe us, we'll see."

Lin Mengjia was green with anger at her face.

"I really want to tear your mouth."

"I'm afraid. Satisfied? If you don't shut up, there will be someone else with a rotten mouth

Mu Xiyan held the scissors in her hand and said impatiently.

Fortunately, the knock on the door is timely.

"Lin Mengjia, Mu Xiyan, go downstairs and fill in the information."

When she came back, Mu Xiyan's model was no longer backstage.

I thought I went to the bathroom. After waiting for a while, I still didn't wait for anyone.

Lin Mengjia looked at her with pride, as if she knew something.

Mu Xiyan's heart probably also guessed to a few points.

"Oh, what a pity. There are no models left. How can you take part in this competition, or Are you going to quit? "