Li Weiwei, who was in front, glanced back and saw Nan Zhi shaking hands with a man. She couldn't help but whisper to Lian Chuchu:
"Sister Chuchu, Nanzhi is shameless. She seduces men wherever she goes."
Lian Chuchu glanced over and naturally saw the scene. A mocking smile appeared on her lips. Nan Zhi was indeed unworthy of the Shen family head. This was what they meant by "like mother, like child."
Soon, the association members came out of the stage, where several chairs were placed, and they sat down one by one.
They're not young anymore, and they look like high-ranking figures in the association.
The fashion design association holds an unshakeable position in the fashion design industry; every country has such an organization to manage designers.
This was the first time Nan Zhi had met the association president, who was giving the lecture. Of course, other senior members also shared their views and experiences.
The president is a 60-year-old man, and he speaks with a strong and clear voice, displaying his own unique style.
Through the president's explanation, Nanzhi learned that in the previous four-year international competition, eight years ago, a domestic designer won a prize, but only by a hair's breadth.
In the last design competition, no one won an award.
Of course, there were glorious moments, and it ranked among the top in the world, but unfortunately, it has never achieved such success again.
The president spoke with some emotion, recalling his glorious past when he was still young, and the rankings he achieved back then were those he had earned.
In short, he shared his own feelings and sincerely encouraged the sixty selected designers present, hoping they could achieve success.
There are very few young people here, less than ten. The rest are mostly between thirty and forty years old, with a few over forty.
The goal is to select five of the best designers, which cannot be done in one step; it requires a multi-stage selection process.
The rules are also explained.
First, there will be an individual competition where participants can showcase their work without any subject matter restrictions. On September 1st, everyone will be given ample time to design their clothing, and the judges will score the final results.
Next is the team competition, where teams will draw lots to determine their group, with three people per group. The team competition also uses a scoring system, with the best team receiving the highest score, so there's a bit of luck involved.
For example, if you are a newbie and team up with a pro, the score you get is shared by all three of you, which can increase your final score.
Finally, it became an individual competition, where participants had to design clothing on a specified theme within a set time, similar to the international competition format. This round was more difficult, as designers rely on inspiration, but this competition didn't give you much time to find inspiration, so whether you could finish designing was still a question.
Having learned the rules, An Ran muttered to herself:
"Oh? How can this be so scary, Nanzhi? I really want to be in the same group as you."
Nanzhi turned to look at her. This kind of lottery really does give you extra points if you're lucky, and you lose points if you're unlucky.
After the president finished speaking, association members came to organize the lottery.
There are twenty sets of letters in the box, three of which are the same. The three people who draw the same letter form a group.
Since it was a lottery, to ensure relative fairness, a number lottery was conducted beforehand. Sixty numbers were drawn to determine who drew first and who drew last, from one to sixty. No unauthorized substitutions were allowed; otherwise, the person would be disqualified.
Nan Zhi received number twenty-six. An Ran glanced at her and said:
"Nanzhi, mine is number three. When you draw later, you should make sure you get the same number as me, okay?"
Her heart was pounding with nervousness. Nanzhi smiled at her and said, "I'll try my best."
The lottery box was personally brought to each person by association members, who then drew letters.
Even Chu Chu and Li Weiwei received relatively early numbers.
"Sister Chuchu, I really want to be in the same group as you."
Lian Chuchu smiled at her, "Me too."
Turning back, the smile vanished from her lips. This time, Li Weiwei absolutely could not be assigned to the same group as her.
Soon, Lian Chuchu drew A, and Li Weiwei drew D. She said regretfully:
"Oh, Sister Chuchu, I didn't even come with you."
Lian Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief. She knew Li Weiwei's abilities; being on the same team as her would only be a hindrance.
An Ran drew M. She nervously grabbed Nan Zhi's arm and prayed silently that she would be with Nan Zhi.
Nan Zhi couldn't understand it. Shouldn't normal people want to team up with older people? Those people seem more reliable.
However, An Ran didn't think so. She felt that someone so old participating must have participated many times before, which meant they weren't very good. On the contrary, these younger people might be very capable. Besides, An Ran thought Nan Zhi was easy to get along with, and she wanted to team up with Nan Zhi. Teaming up also depends on chemistry.
When they arrived at Nanzhi, Anran was even more nervous than Nanzhi herself. When she saw the M that Nanzhi had taken out of her hand, Anran almost screamed. Nanzhi smiled slightly, quite satisfied with the result.
Soon, most of the people had finished drawing their cards, and those with the same letter had left their seats and stood together.
Li Weiwei's team is already assembled, and there are two other people in their thirties, a man and a woman.
Even next to Chu Chu was only a man in his thirties; there was still one short.
An Ran pulled Nan Zhi aside and began to speak:
"Who do you think will be our teammate?"
Nanzhi shook her head, it didn't matter who she was with. If the other person was too incompetent, she could train them herself.
Before long, almost all the teams were complete, except for the two groups led by Lian Chuchu and Nan Zhi, which were still missing one person, and there were only two people left in the seats.
One was Cheng Yi, and the other was a young girl.
"Nanzhi, which one do you think will be in our group?"
Even if An Ran asked, Nan Zhi had no way to answer. That girl was number fifty-nine, drew A, and the last one was naturally Cheng Yi's.
Nan Zhi was surprised by the coincidence. When Cheng Yi walked up to them, he had a gentle smile on his face. "Please give me your guidance."
Nan Zhi and An Ran nodded, especially An Ran, who scanned the twenty teams and found that only their team had three young people, while the others were mostly mixed teams.
An Ran couldn't help but say, "You two keep it up, help me out, I'm a bronze-level player."
Nan Zhi looked at her with a smile, without saying a word. Those who could enter were all capable, and An Ran should be no less so.
Lian Chuchu was quite satisfied with her assigned group. The man clearly had experience, and the girl seemed rather mysterious, so she should be alright too. As for Li Weiwei…
Lian Chuchu only chatted with two group members for a while before gaining their favor, while Li Weiwei tried to communicate with two people who were older than her. At this moment, she naturally knew that she needed to get along well with her group members.
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