Chapter 1221 What’s wrong with her?
With the arrival of judges, the International Designer Competition officially kicked off.
Ye Yao stood beside Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai. At this moment, each of them had his or her own number tag on him or her.
"Ye Yao, we probably won't be able to sit together after we enter the venue. When the competition topic is announced, you can directly ask the translator for your session.
But sometimes the translator’s understanding of the topic is very limited, so you have to rely on your own feelings.”
Qi Zhen reminded her somewhat helplessly that not knowing M language was a huge disadvantage for her.
Ye Yao just nodded lightly.
Soon, staff began to direct all participating designers to their seats.
Their seats were almost at the edge of the entire venue. To be fair, contestants from the same country were separated by more than three or four seats.
However, Ye Yao did not think that this was so-called fairness, because if it were truly fair, the seats would be decided by drawing lots directly, rather than arranging them randomly like this.
And it is an arrangement that makes it "clear at a glance".
Gathering my thoughts, I took a look at the workbench in front of me. It was quite simple, even not as complete as the one I had during domestic competitions.
She could only see the workbenches beside and in front of her. As for whether the ones ahead were exactly the same as theirs, she had no idea.
Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai were already quite far away from her, with Qi Zhen's seat being a little further forward.
Each designer was assigned his or her own seat and sat down one after another.
The entire stadium gradually became quiet.
Ye Yao looked around. Although the designers had different skin colors and hair colors, everyone's expression was almost identically tense.
The designers sitting in this area were naturally not favored, and even no one in the media paid attention to this direction.
But the more this happens, the more nervous the contestants will become. After all, no one wants to be eliminated in the first round.
A few minutes later, someone came out from the judging panel.
After an inspiring opening speech, the competition was officially announced to begin.
A moment later, the topic of the competition was displayed on the display screen in the center of the venue.
One of the judges explained the question in fluent M language.
The moment Ye Yao saw the question, a slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
I thought we could start after one judge explained, but I didn't expect that right after that, there would be another explanation in F language, and then in L language.
The participating designers next to her all had frowns on their faces, looking confused, and obviously didn't understand what they were saying.
Just waiting for the judging to be over and then looking for a translator for the competition.
Ye Yao sighed in his heart, such a game really showed the "highs and lows" to the fullest.
After the three languages are spoken, the topic is officially declared complete.
Ishikawa Mika, who was sitting in the third row, made eye contact with Ishikawa Shunkun, who was sitting in the judging panel.
The uncle and nephew understood each other tacitly.
The female designer from Country M, who had been entangled with Ishikawa Mika before, also had an extremely excited look on her face. While everyone was still thinking and preparing, she had already started writing.
Wang Song stretched his neck in the spectator seats, his eyes constantly looking at the positions of Qi Zhen, Ye Yao and Ruan Kai.
"Translator Zhou, what were those people mumbling just now?"
Wang Da Kui naturally didn't understand a word and had to ask the translator beside him.
"The first round of the competition requires the designer to draw a sketch that can showcase his or her design style within two hours."
"I know this. It's the draft before making the costume. This is too simple. When my aunt was at home, she had at least hundreds of these drafts, if not a thousand."
Wang Da Kui said excitedly, in his opinion, this is just like painting. Whoever paints the best can advance.
Translator Zhou looked embarrassed. If one understood it in this way superficially, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
But with so many contestants, it would be very difficult for a manuscript without any requirements to stand out.
In fact, it’s not that there are no requirements. There were a few very professional terms just now, but he didn’t tell Wang Da Kui because he knew that even if he told him, he might not understand.
Wang Da Kui's words made Wang Song look at him.
Incredibly complex.
It really is true that the saying goes, experts look at the details, while laymen just watch the excitement.
Wang Da Kui sensed at the same time that there was something wrong with the way they both looked at him, and he smiled angrily.
Wasn't what I said wrong?
“Nature is the theme.”
At this time Sun You suddenly said this.
Wang Da Kui looked confused. What the hell was that?
"Master Sun, did you understand as well?"
Wang Song's voice sounded indescribably nervous. This question was neither difficult nor easy.
Everyone has a different understanding of "nature". It is obviously too difficult to fully meet the expectations of more than a dozen judges and gain their approval for such a macro and abstract requirement.
Sun You did understand what he heard, but he didn't understand it.
But he didn't make it difficult for himself. He just had to wait and see what kind of design drawings Ye Yao would present.
"Master Wang, I think Ye Yao is fine."
Wang Song nodded stiffly. What he called "feeling natural" was because of the relationship between them.
Looking back at the competition field, he was not worried about Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai's understanding of the questions, so he just looked at Ye Yao.
At this time, she should also communicate with the competition translator.
But what he didn't expect was that the designers around her had already taken action, but she was still sitting in her seat without moving.
This is a time limit. What is she doing? Is she too nervous to move? Sweat broke out on Wang Song's forehead. He is even more nervous and impatient than Ye Yao, the contestant.
One minute...
Five minutes...
Ye Yao seemed to be fixed there.
The court announced that the time for communicating with the translator was over, and Wang Song, who was sitting, collapsed directly on the chair.
She, what's wrong with her?
Just when all the designers were eager to start, Ye Yao finally took action.
She stood up straight away and waved.
The entire venue, which had gradually become quiet, was instantly attracted to her.
Whether it was the judges, the participating designers, the audience, or the newspapers and media, they all looked at her...
(End of this chapter)
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