By the time the man's face and tall, broad figure were clearly visible on camera, the content of the live stream was no longer discernible.

The man's hair was combed back, with a few strands loosely falling across his forehead, softening his sharp, cold phoenix eyes. His thick eyebrows resembled duck feathers, and his thin lips were pale beneath his sharp, straight nose. Wearing a long leather overcoat did not diminish his height at all; on the contrary, it enhanced his imposing presence.

Once the stage was set, under the spotlight, the man stared straight ahead, his dark eyes fixed, his sharp features softening instantly. He chuckled softly:

"Nice to meet you, I am Lack."

"..."

The moment was in the spotlight, and screams erupted.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! This is Lack?! This isn't a model, it's Lack from Lacuna!]

[Holy crap, that's so handsome! Is this for real?! Did they hire a celebrity spokesperson?!]

As everyone knows, Lacuna endorses a wide variety of brands, but none of them endorse human individuals. Their motto has always been "take it or leave it." So, this is truly lame!

[Aaaaaaah, I finally know why I was hiding it! This face is so tempting!]

Nobody told me this brand's designer was so handsome!

[What man? No, what brand?! Are you releasing it?!]

[Link here! Link here!]

[Damn Lack, why doesn't he ever show his face?! His brand's logo should have his face on it!]

【I'll buy it! 5555 I'll buy it, okay?!】

The host gave the audience plenty of time to cheer enthusiastically and was about to quickly step forward to give the man a close-up shot when the man, who was tall and had long legs, took two steps off the stage and walked straight over. Unfortunately, he squeezed in next to Zhou Yuan, the biggest star on stage.

The host couldn't stop her in time and could only watch helplessly as Zhou Yuan's face darkened, but she didn't react.

Huh? It didn't flare up?!

Zhou Yuan's lips twitched: mmp!

[Okay, now I completely believe it. Daring to compete with Zhou Yuan for the center position—this is the real deal!]

Holy crap, this is the first time I've ever seen Zhou Yuan so angry yet unable to speak up!

[Oh my god, the camera's been focused on this face for ages! He's got a perfect face from every angle! And he's even an incredibly handsome Asian guy! Does anyone understand me?!]

[I get it!! He's so handsome! And he has such great style! Is everything he's wearing Lacuna?! This wave is going to sell out instantly!]

[Link here! Link here! The person is also linking! I'm buying the whole set!]

Everything looks great! Even the accessories are beautiful!

Speaking of accessories, did anyone notice the ring on his left ring finger? Is he getting married young? Holy crap!

[...]

The barrage of comments flowed like water, and any small sparks that managed to ignite were quickly extinguished.

The host, wearing a headset, asked the man a question based on a real-time request:

"Lack! It's finally here in person! Uh, the crowd is so excited! Everyone has been waiting and curious about you for so long! As the founder and designer of one of the world's most popular luxury brands, Lack has always been very mysterious and low-key. I know you've made a lot of preparations for this first appearance on screen, but I think everyone wants to know more about you. Could you please introduce yourself again, to the people here and to everyone watching on screen?"

Because our live stream is broadcast simultaneously on global channels! So it's also for the whole world!

The man held the microphone, his expression indifferent as he looked at the camera. After a moment of contemplation, he tilted his head slightly and said:

“I am honored to be invited to participate in this show. Since the founding of Lacuna, I have always planned to step into the public eye. Rather than saying that being the founder and designer has brought mystery and low profile to Lacuna, I have always believed that it is honesty.”

Every release of Lacuna is me introducing myself to the world. Because I can't see it, I am Lacuna; because I desperately want to find it, I am Lacuna.

At this point, the man's gaze swept 180 degrees, starting with Zhou Yuan and then back, as if he had looked at the faces of everyone in the room.

For some unknown reason, his gaze softened and became intense.

"I know there will definitely be someone..."

More and more people will see me through Lacuna, and it is for this goal that I persisted in having Lacuna.

Standing next to the man, Mu Yiran's heart stirred, and she finally couldn't help but look up at him.

The man stared straight ahead, his posture upright and relaxed, slightly leaning to the left, speaking each word clearly and distinctly:

"Because it cannot be seen, it is Lacuna; because it is so desperate to find it, it is Lacuna."

After the man finished speaking, he switched the microphone to his other hand, and moved his free left hand around, his slender fingers rubbing together, revealing the plain ring on his ring finger.

He cleared his throat: "So there's not much to introduce myself. If you really want to, you can Google Lacuna's official website."

After a few brief seconds of silence, applause erupted from the audience.

The host, eager to capitalize on the momentum, wanted to ask more questions on the spot, but was stopped by the director in the earpiece and had to switch topics, instantly moving on to the next segment.

The man was invited to sit in the referee's seat, next to Qi Qiulin.

Mu Yiran glanced at it a few times, then forced her attention back to the big screen where the draw for the order of appearance was being prepared. However, as soon as she turned her head, she saw Helian Xin next to her with a stiff expression.

The woman sat there somewhat dazed, staring intently at the judges' table. It took her a while to regain her composure when the host called on her.

Compared to Helian Xin's panic, Wen Qingyu appeared very excited.

Her gaze was fixed intently on the referee's table, and just as Helian Xin was about to draw lots, she shouted:

"Xinxin! I want to smoke too! Let's smoke together!"

Helian Xin was distracted and nodded casually.

"Then, we will begin the final countdown!"

The host pressed the one-hour countdown timer, "Everyone, please begin your preparations!"

"Alright, alright, let's go. Baby, help me get dressed!" Zhou Yuan led Mu Yiran backstage, not unaware of the chilling gazes directed at her.

But so what?!

If you're so capable, come and rob us directly!

Zhou Yuan knew that someone wouldn't dare, so she changed from holding Mu Yiran's hand to embracing her as they walked away with arrogant strides.

Each group of goddesses followed the equipment, and the final preparations of the hour were all broadcast live. The cameraman skillfully filmed without revealing any clear shots of the finished product.

Ji Yunli was assisting Mu Yiran, handing her the accessories Zhou Yuan needed, when she turned around and met the gaze of a man not far away.

It's Lack!

He was also the man who had just helped her pick up her things backstage.

The man was truly dazzling in the crowd, appearing on camera alongside the host, and almost everyone was staring at him.

But for some reason, Ji Yunli felt that the man's gaze was always on her. Just as an uncontrollable, romantic thought popped into her head, the man's lips curled up, and he actually smiled at her!

Ji Yunli turned around abruptly, her heart pounding.

No way...

Was he... smiling at her?

But besides her, there probably isn't anyone else, since she just met Lack privately...

So, is he paying attention to her now?!

"Yunli!"

Ji Yunli immediately lowered the curtain: "Huh?"

"Yunli! Go and help Number 3 fasten his shawl!" Mu Yiran said without looking up, her eyes fixed on Zhou Yuan.

The girl touched her flushed face and ran to the side.

Zhou Yuan sat upright in front of the makeup mirror, and even with five, six, seven, or eight hands in front of her, it did not hinder her eagle-like eyes in the slightest.

She said to Mu Yiran in the mirror, "Your little assistant isn't quite right in the head."

Mu Yiran buttoned up the buttons on her chest, and after a while realized who Zhou Yuan was talking about, "Yunli? She's just a bit mild-mannered."

"It's not what you think. She's still young and very naive."

Zhou Yuan crossed her arms. "Yeah, being naively upright can easily lead to being naively crooked. Hey, don't disbelieve me, my eyes are like a mirror that reveals true nature. Listen to me! Be careful of people!"

Having been in the entertainment industry for over twenty years, what hasn't she seen?

Simplicity? It's just a protective layer used to disguise oneself.

Thinking of the many times this assistant had looked at Mu Yiran with such excessive envy, Zhou Yuan felt uneasy. "Hey, don't disbelieve me, my eyes are like a mirror that reveals true nature. Listen to me! Be careful of people!"

Mu Yiran smiled and said, "I know."

"How's the preparation going? Our Monday is going to be a tough matchup!"

With a loud bang, the host made a dazzling entrance with the judges' panel.

Mu Yiran was putting earrings on Zhou Yuan when she heard this and looked up, directly meeting the man's dark gaze in the makeup mirror.

Before anyone could react, the man said coldly, "Are those earrings also Saorsa's latest creation?"

Mu Yiran nodded, "Yes."

Zhou Yuan crossed her legs: "What, does Professor Lack have any brilliant ideas?"

The man said succinctly, "The colors don't match."

No one expected that he would actually give such serious advice.

[Are they going to give this group special treatment?]

[I knew it! Just who is Aorsa anyway?!]

[You guys have sensitive skin, right? People come to see me and you should at least offer a little something, right? They didn't say anything, and you're accusing me of being biased?]

[Just kidding, look at what he said to Jingzhi's group just now, haha, he didn't say anything at all, just kept saying "hmm, not bad" the whole time. *shrugs*]

Isn't this just telling Aorsa his own preferences? What's the difference between this and giving her an exam syllabus?!

[If you say no, do you believe this woman will definitely ask what to change it to?]

As expected by the comments, Mu Yiran asked, "What does Lack think?"

Then Lack will definitely just tell her what kind she wants.

The man did indeed say, "I think we shouldn't bring it."

Mu Yiran: "What about the others..."

"Don't wear anything else either."

Mu Yiran: "..."

Zhou Yuan: "..."

[...]

【ah? 】

[Did Lack not know the requirements for this show? The goddesses must wear a complete set of jewelry. Without it, the show is incomplete, isn't it?]

Who knows? Maybe a reverse strategy, using nothing to achieve something!

[Lack's favoritism is so obvious... He must have warmed everyone's heart except for Saorsa! Heart emoji]

Zhou Yuan was so moved she almost clapped: "What an excellent aesthetic opinion!"

The host tried to smooth things over: "Just kidding, hahaha, just kidding! Lack's American humor is still a bit dry, hahaha."

"..."

The man shut his mouth at this point, his face expressionless, not even a smile playing on his lips: "You don't have to listen."

Mu Yiran smiled politely and agreed, "Thank you, Lack, I'll consider it."

Now the man's face turned even uglier.

Qi Qiulin glanced back and forth between Mu Yiran and the man, and joked, "I almost thought Lack was going to give Aorsa some advice. I was even thinking of telling them not to film yet. This is a live broadcast. It wouldn't be good if netizens said we had inside information."

The host picked up where she left off, facing the camera, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this competition is absolutely fair, with no unfair competition."

He responded to the comments in the live chat: "The judges are absolutely fair, right? They won't be biased, will they? Of course! We specifically invited the organizing committee of the domestic fashion design competition to supervise!"

"The eyes of the masses are discerning, so the concerns about bribery, personal connections, or favoritism are absolutely unfounded, right Lack!"

The camera zoomed in on the man's flawless face, and the live stream viewers were instantly captivated by his good looks, forgetting all about whether it was angled or not.

The man glanced at the camera, lazily fiddling with the ring on his left hand, his tone indifferent:

"No one has yet come along who could make me show favoritism, and besides, I'm not someone who's easily bribed; ordinary bribery won't work..."

The host, unable to catch his breath, heard him continue:

"What impresses designers is always design, so let's let ability determine fairness."

Host: "Did you all hear that?! Did you all hear that?! Please stop spamming the chat!"

Qi Qiulin glanced at the models and casually asked, "Hey, what theme did Aorsa draw this time?"

Mu Yiran looked at her, “Eastern aesthetics, modern Chinese style.”

Qi Qiulin raised an eyebrow in surprise, "What a coincidence, I saw that Xinxin's group also had this theme."

Her gaze then drifted to some of the mannequins already dressed. "Hiss...no wonder..."

"At the time, they thought they were the only ones doing the new Chinese style and were quite happy. I wonder what their expressions will be when they find out they have the same theme as Saorsa."

Zhou Yuan's tone was cool:

"What kind of expression could it be? The production team didn't limit each theme to only one group of choices."

"What, is Director Qi trying to imply something?"