The Reborn Daughter Wants Revenge

"The three players entering the finals clearly took out their best work and were displayed by the model designated by the designer. After the display, the audience voted again, and the winning designer was the final champion."

After the old man finished talking about the rules leisurely, he didn't say much nonsense, and quickly waved his hand: "Now, I believe everyone has understood the rules, so this clothing exhibition will officially begin!"

Accompanied by the old man's voice, designers from all over the world turned back nervously in front of their exhibition stands. They didn't know that there would be such huge changes in the rules at this exhibition, and they didn't have time to make corresponding accordingly.

Preparation. After all, sometimes, the audience's preferences are different from those of experts. This time, all the results are decided by the audience, which determines that some clothing with too strange designs and too profound concepts may not be able to achieve too good

Results.

Some smart designers even started to think about how to find ways to attract the audience's attention as soon as possible.

Qin Zhiya was not in a hurry to return to her booth. She looked around and finally her eyes were fixed on a gentle woman in white. In her previous life, she had seen this person on TV, which was changed as a Nishang Award.

The first champion after the rules, this woman's name has also been memorized by countless people.

She is An Qian.

As if she noticed Qin Zhiya's gaze, An Qian quickly looked back at her. She was quite surprised to see that Qin Zhiya was just a young man under twenty years old.

Faced with the biggest obstacle on the road to championship, Qin Zhiya blinked and smiled friendly at her.

Although An Qian was a little surprised, she still smiled back to Qin Zhiya. However, Qin Zhiya was too young and was not in An Qian's eyes at all. She looked around and soon returned to her booth.

"Zhiya, let's start quickly." Qin Mingcheng said nervously. The 10,000 spectators present had already dispersed towards the hundreds of exhibition stands on the field. In many stages, models were already wearing designers' latest.

The design of the costumes begins to walk the catwalk with graceful posture.

"Okay." Qin Zhiya nodded, her eyes narrowed slightly. In this short time, some exhibition stands have begun to attract attention. And the one that attracts the most attention now does not think it is

Sheng Lin.

As the champion of the previous session, most people are very curious about Sheng Lin, and often choose to come to Sheng Lin’s booth first. Sheng Lin did not disappoint everyone, her design is consistent

At a high level, she likes to use bright colors and big red flowers to combine them together, but strangely does not appear low-speed. Instead, she has an amazing beauty created by color collisions.

However, Qin Zhiya's eyes only touched the end. She had already understood Sheng Lin's style very thoroughly. The enemies on the surface are often not worthy of being too vigilant. The person who is really blocking her way to the championship is the

An Qian.

But the more challenging it is, the more interesting it is, isn’t it? Qin Zhiya smiled slightly and quickly returned to her exhibition stand.

In the backstage, all the models had already put on the first designated clothing, and they were inevitably nervous in their eyes. Qin Zhiya glanced around, and when she saw Ling Rui standing straight and calm, she was just now

A slight smile flashed.

Ling Ruizheng is worthy of being the former top international model. Standing among these small models, she feels like she stands out from the crowd.