After Wei Yu arrived, other guests followed.

To Lan Qingyue, apart from Wei Yu, everyone else was a stranger. Of course, they recognized Lan Qingyue, but Lan Qingyue didn't recognize her.

When people greet her, she pretends to be very familiar with them, saying things like, "Hello, hello, it's great to see you again. You've become even more beautiful since I last saw you."

Lan Qingyue wouldn't normally say nice things, not that she couldn't, but that she didn't want to. She wasn't used to such polite words.

After entering university, I went to an unfamiliar city, met new classmates, and started to learn how to compliment people. Whether it was from the heart or not, it always had the "effect" of making people feel better.

Everyone had arrived, and they lined up in two rows: one row for industry guests and the other for new designers.

The director, holding a megaphone, stood on a large box and spoke, "Distinguished guests, hello everyone. My surname is Liu, and my given name is Hai. I'm sure some of you already know me. First of all, on behalf of the production team, I welcome you all. It's a kind of fate that we twenty guests have gathered here, and I believe this fate will become a wonderful memory for everyone."

"As you can see, this building is very beautiful."

All the guests: "..."

Are you sure you didn't say it backwards?

Look around for miles, the area is overgrown with weeds. If you weren't brave enough to keep going, you wouldn't be able to see that there's a house in there.

Director Liu continued, "There are six rooms on each of the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth floors. You will draw lots to decide which room you will stay in. Before that, you will have to draw lots to choose your partner."

"Now, the guests in the left row will draw lots. Whoever draws the name of a designer can go to that designer's side. Does everyone understand?"

A staff member walked to the front with an opaque box, and everyone drew lots in order.

Three people next to Lan Qingyue drew lots first, and when it was her turn, there were still seven lots left in the box.

I'm so nervous.

I'm so nervous.

The show invited a group of handsome men and beautiful women as new designers, and they were pleasing to the eye no matter who they were paired with. But she had just "set her sights" on a really handsome guy. His looks were exactly what she was looking for. He hadn't been chosen yet, and she was so excited!

God help me, please give me that handsome guy!

Lan Qingyue prayed silently in her heart, rummaging through the box six times.

May everything go smoothly.

You're the one.

Hey handsome, I'm here!

Lan Qingyue's heart pounded as she clutched the small ball of paper. It leaped from its original position to her throat. The paper was very small, really small. Once you wrote something on it, you folded it in half, and it was easy to see with just a flip.

Lan Qingyue had a premonition that it was that handsome guy, because the handsome guy and Wei Yu on the other side hadn't been "claimed" yet.

Hey handsome, I'm here to "claim" you!

Lan Qingyue, filled with indescribable joy and with eyes gleaming, flipped the crumpled paper over with a "whoosh".

Rain!

He's not handsome!

It's Wei Yu!

Wei Yu, the cold beauty who had dinner with her.

Lan Qingyue was a little disappointed, really just a little, because the only person she knew here was Wei Yu, and she even had her contact information. Being in the same group as her seemed alright, at least she wouldn't have to do any self-introductions.

only……

handsome guy!

Sigh~

Even without a handsome guy, having a beautiful woman is great, really great.

Lan Qingyue regained her smile and ran towards Wei Yu, her footsteps echoing crisply on the tiled floor.

Lan Qingyue stopped, and before she could decide what to say, Wei Yu had already extended his hand to her, "Ms. Lan, it's a pleasure to do business with you."