After getting the judges' nod, Xunmi quickly left the stage.
Fang Shuai had already been waiting at the bottom of the stairs with a doctor in a white coat. As soon as he found someone, he immediately went forward.
Because there was only a ten-minute halftime break, there was no time for Xunmi to move to another place to treat his wound.
Several people simply removed the gauze and cleaned the wound with alcohol, then replaced it with clean gauze.
It took more than ten minutes, and just as I finished wrapping it, the second round began.
Xunmi returned to the stage again, keeping herself spirits up to face this crucial round of success or failure.
She was willing to lay out every step of the plan not only for the audience to see, but also for Fang's parents.
It is not easy to make Fang's parents feel distressed.
Fang Niya had been working hard on her own draft and didn't pay much attention to Xun Mi until she stood up and shouted for the manuscript to be handed in.
Only then did he look up, the red gauze was particularly conspicuous, and he quickly lowered his head to hide the gloating look on his face.
The same fabric and mannequin stand were already placed next to the previous position, and the work took an hour and a half.
How far one can go depends on the talent of the contestant.
Xunmi held two two-meter-long pieces of beige gauze in his left hand, looked at them, put them down, and then flipped over a piece of dark red soft leather-like fabric next to it, frowning.
Let’s not talk about the rest, white, blue, in a word, all the seven base colors in the color system are used.
I don’t know who came up with this idea, but according to the heroine’s taste, she would definitely choose beige and white.
She couldn't choose the same one, not because she was worried about being accused of plagiarism.
But these two did not suit her current design, so she roughly sketched out a structure in her mind and chose the colors red and black.
Then he simply waved his hand and pushed away all the excess, holding the scissors in his right hand and measuring it mentally.
Guess with your eyes and cut with your feeling.
As soon as the cut was made, red liquid began to seep out of the clean white gauze again.
The already quiet scene became even quieter. This kind of open design competition requires the designer's calmness the most.
Xunmi didn't care about the wet gauze at the moment, and quickly cut it according to the framework in his mind.
The pins on the side fell at several intersections, closing the red fabric together.
All the black ones were cut into long strips, and they were wrapped around the red cloth one by one.
Then use scissors to cut a hole about three or four centimeters away and pass the black one through.
An hour had passed by the time all the black had merged into the red.
In the last half hour, Xunmi sped up her work and put the semi-finished product on the model.
The big characters are crossed, tied together at the waist, and combined together.
He walked to the discarded cloth, rummaged through it, found two pieces of cloth, one white and one beige, and cut a strip from each.
Wrap them together casually, put them around the model's neck, and the search is complete.
Before, no one could tell what she was making. Only when she was finished did the viewers understand.
It turned out to be a princess dress with a very common style, but a chic, unique and novel look.
No, it should be said that it has both princess style and wild style.
The tube top design is a simple red and black combination, but it becomes unique because of the irregular cross.
There is a black belt around the waist and many black belts on the hem, which will create ripples when people walk.
Look at Fang Niya across from her, she also chose the simplest and quickest lady's dress.
But even though hers seems a little plain, there is still a bright spot.
She had a light-colored patchwork, cut open in the front, and a slightly longer back.
Both of them completed the task and handed in their finished products, and the other six also finished their tasks within the stipulated time.
The judges first gave comments on the finished products designed on the spot. VIVI is VIKY's art director and has a very high status in VIKY.
In addition, she also has a great influence in the fashion circle, so she is among the top ten judges.
"The designs you two created in the first group are actually very similar. You're quite capable of coming up with designs of this standard in the shortest time."
"Number Eight, your technique is very unique. You are bold enough to challenge this kind of direct fusion."
“It’s more creative than the usual splicing, and the overall effect is very good.”
"But it's not perfect yet. You can finish it in private. I'll give it a 9."
"Number 11 is too common, but it works. The color combination and tailoring are both good."
"It's just that in terms of innovation, it lacks color. I give it an eight."
Number eight is Xunmi, number eleven is the heroine, and after VIVI finished reviewing, she moved on to the next one.
There were four pairs of people and three judges. Twenty minutes passed after they all expressed their opinions and gave their scores.
Finally, when Xunmi won the round with 39 points, Xunmi clearly saw that Fang Niya had bitten her lips and bled.
She sneered in her heart, this is nothing, not even a quarter of what flowed from her hand.
Then everyone's design drawings were sent to the judges, and after being shown to the audience, they began to comment.
At the same time, audience voting will be opened. The contestant with the highest number of votes will advance directly to the next round. Regardless of whether she will need to compete later due to low scores from the audience or the judges, she will definitely make it to the next round safely.
The judges will also select a very talented contestant in this round and give him a ticket directly to the finals.
Xunmi seemed calm on the surface, but he was actually a little nervous inside.
"I declare that the one who advances directly is number eight, Fang Xunmi. Congratulations."
VIVI stood up, took the red 'I am a designer' card, walked up to her and handed it to her.
Xunmi also experienced the feeling of playing with her heartbeat, "Thank you." She took it with trembling hands that had long been stained with red gauze.
Her mood was complicated and her eyes felt a little sore. She then realized that she almost cried.
She suppressed her tears in her eyes, put on a bright smile, and was ready to leave.
She walked off the stage with some tired steps, her body swayed and she almost fell down. Fortunately, Fang Shuai hugged her in time.
The excessive blood loss caused by the search, coupled with the high mental tension, led to a brief dizziness.
Since the simulation simulator has the word "simulation" in front of it, it is so realistic that you can't tell the real from the fake.
Just like the blood before, it all really flowed out of Xunmi's body. She ended this battle which was equivalent to self-abuse perfectly.
"Brother, I'm fine. Look, I won."
His pale face made his smile lose some vitality. He waved the red card in his left hand in front of Fang Shuai, as if to please him.
Fang Shuai's emotions were no less complicated than Xunmi's. He helped the man walk to the backstage, where all the doctors and nurses were in place.
He Xu also stepped forward immediately and looked at Xunmi's hand nervously.
Just now in the backstage, he wanted to rush forward several times, but was stopped by the determination in her eyes.
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