Xilou passed the preliminary round without any suspense.

Lin Jinshu's attention was attracted by another piece of clothing.

"Whose number is number 16?" Lin Jinshu looked at the number plate on the model's waist and asked An Qi next to her curiously.

An Qi looked down at her little notebook, then looked up and said, "It's from Jazz's."

Sir, Lin Jinshu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "This is an opponent that cannot be ignored."

Obviously, among the many brands on the stage, the most dazzling ones are Jazz and West Tower.

If the West Tower represents moonlight, then jazz represents sunlight.

The entire hem of her skirt is pure gold with sequins, so dazzling that it is hard to take your eyes off it.

Fan Jue, sitting on the judges' panel, couldn't contain his excitement anymore and turned to Hua Su and said, "Editor-in-Chief Hua, I think this Jazz is pretty good too. Why don't you contact their designer?"

Hua Su just glanced at him coldly without saying anything.

Jazz has been the champion of the Yishang Competition for many years, so it is understandable that he performs brilliantly.

Compared to them, Xilou may not be as mature as them, but its potential is indeed huge.

After all, when the Jazz was in the West Building, he was not as capable as others.

Hua Su and Fan Jue both understood the reasoning behind this, so they set their sights on Xilou.

Yishang is still very humane. After the preliminary round, the places for the qualifying round were screened out. In order to let the designers relax, all the guests, judges, designers, models and assistants will have a special restaurant to dine in. It is a happy scene.

"Shushu, I heard that the food at Yishang is very good. I will definitely eat more later." An Qi said excitedly beside him.

In order to prevent designers from eating improperly, the theme of the qualifying round will be announced at 8 o'clock the next morning.

Firstly, to ensure the fairness of the competition, and secondly, to ensure the designers have rest.

Lin Jinshu looked at An Qi lovingly and said, "Okay."

Xu Yue also changed into her own clothes and reunited with Lin Jinshu and the others.

"Mr. Lu, you're so kind as to come and see us?" Lin Jinshu looked at Lu Huishi who was standing at the door, holding a drink in his hand.

Because each brand has a separate private room, she doesn't have to worry about being seen.

Lu Huishi walked in with a smile on his face: "I came to talk to you about serious matters."

Lin Jinshu sat up straight.

He rarely spoke to himself like this unless there was something really important going on.

"What do you mean?" Lin Jinshu suddenly became serious.

"Do you know Fan Jue?" Lu Huishi sat next to Lin Jinshu.

Xu Yue and An Qi were not very interested in their conversation, they just wanted to eat.

Lin Jinshu touched his chin and nodded: "I know him, Designer Fan, who wouldn't know him?"

Take the Yishang Competition for example, there are many people who are fans of Fan Jue.

If we were to ask who Fan Jue is, he might be the Xu Jiachao of the director world, or Ye Zong before he retired.

"He wanted to take you in as his disciple and asked me to introduce you. You know I'm henpecked and wouldn't agree easily." Lu Huishi looked more and more aggrieved as he spoke.

Especially the last sentence, it sounds like a little puppy.

"Cough." Xu Yue patted his chest and started coughing.

"Sister Yue, are you okay?" An Qi handed over a glass of water.

Xu Yue shook her hand and said, "It's okay, I choked."