Chapter 246 Show (5)
“…”
This series of questions was so sudden that Tian Xin was caught off guard and was stunned. She had never expected such a thing to happen at this time.
Apparently no one else expected it either.
As soon as the person finished speaking, the dozen or so media reporters surrounding the T-stage immediately turned their cameras on her: "Hello, classmate, do you agree with what she said?"
"Excuse me, are you a graduate of the academy?"
"May I have your name?"
“Are these designs going to sell?”
"Have you done any research on Hanfu?"
“How did you come up with this design?”
"classmate……"
“…”
More and more reporters gathered around her, asking increasingly inquiries. As the microphones neared the stage, the security staff and the groundskeepers symbolically pushed the reporters back, but didn't stop them from asking.
The judges were also very calm, as if they were used to such scenes, and did not interrupt the reporters' questions.
The brand merchants sitting around the judges with their signs in front of them also looked at her with interest. Everyone's eyes were now focused on the small ball of light on the catwalk.
Tian Xin took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slowly exhaled. Lin Zhou's voice echoed through her mind and ears simultaneously—"Quiet down," "Quiet down," "Please, everyone, be quiet..."
She opened her eyes and turned her head slightly to see Lin Zhou struggling to push the crowded crowd back. His face was full of panic and he was no longer as calm as usual.
Beside him were some familiar-looking figures, working with him to push the crowd back. The lights in the auditorium were dim, so she couldn't see clearly. But her heart suddenly calmed down.
She suddenly remembered the word "quiet" that Lin Zhou wrote in the teahouse, and the painting "The highest good is like water" that he gave to Li Ke.
Calm down...
She raised her head and quickly handed the round fan in her hand to the model next to her. Then, she slowly walked forward, walked straight to the media reporter, and reached out to take a microphone that was handed to her.
Lin Zhou's pupils dilated instantly. He was worried that she would be suddenly pulled down by the crowd and hurt. He immediately turned around and stood in front of the reporters. His frown revealed his condition at this moment: he couldn't calm down.
Tian Xin turned her head slightly, glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and quickly raised the corners of her mouth to give him a smile.
Then she cleared her throat and spoke slowly.
"Hello everyone……"
The crowd instantly quieted down...
The sound was not loud, but it was full of energy.
The reporters stopped asking questions and their crowding stopped. The merchants and judges continued to fold their arms, watching her with interest.
Lin Zhou's hand trembled imperceptibly, and he stood still, looking straight at her without shifting his gaze.
"The Book of Rites says: 'The Five Emperors lived in different times and did not follow the same music; the Three Kings lived in different eras and did not follow the same rituals.'" She held the microphone tightly, and the full moon on her skirt was now exposed to everyone's eyes, so bright.
"If our ancestors had been so conservative, there wouldn't have been any evolution from the deep-collared robe to the ruqun. If these garments were made simply to replicate the wisdom of our ancestors, what would be the point of making them? Would they be exhibited in museums?"
The era we live in is an era of rapid development of artificial intelligence. As a student in a design institute, if we don’t have some creative thinking, can this design still be called design?
I used Suzhou kesi weaving techniques for the decorative elements on these garments, and all the embroidery was done stitch by stitch by master Suzhou craftsmen. Speaking of tradition, I respect it more than anyone else, but I believe that creating Hanfu requires not only respect for tradition but also innovation. We design clothes not to be displayed in museums, but to make them valuable. So how do we demonstrate their value?
She paused suddenly, her eyes scanning everyone in the audience. The media, judges, and brand owners all shared the same expression, no one responding.
She smiled and continued, "I think its value can only be realized when it is worn on the body."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to react, she raised the microphone and announced her name loudly: "My name is Tian Xin, and I'm the model and assistant hired by Zhen Zhen, a senior student at our college. Zhen Zhen designed this outfit. Although I'm not a professional designer, I participated in her design and production process from beginning to end. She accidentally sprained her ankle today and can't be here in person, so I'll take her bow on her behalf."
After saying this, she turned her gaze towards the girl who had spoken first: "Although I don't know why you asked this, I still want to thank you. You are right. Hanfu does emphasize the 'form of clothing'. This is tradition and its foundation. No matter how it is modified, this tradition cannot be lost, because it is the spiritual wealth passed down to us by our ancestors. But I think, beyond this point, shouldn't we also keep pace with the times? As for your question about why it has been put on the catwalk? I think I have made it very clear. I believe everyone here has their own scale in their hearts and can weigh it - how much is it worth?"
quiet……
Too quiet...
The scene suddenly fell silent, so quiet that she could even hear the breathing of the model next to her.
“Snap, snap, snap…”
Suddenly, there was a sound of applause from the audience. The judge who had just asked her the first question smiled, his face full of appreciation and joy, and shouted with full energy: "Well said!"
This final statement gave the audience a spark. The judges immediately joined in the applause. The brand owners nearby, seeing this, immediately smiled and joined in the applause. Then, like dominoes, a chain reaction began to set off, and everyone, including the media, began to applaud.
The solemn and dignified "Elegant Music of the Tang Dynasty" began to play slowly. Tian Xin and the other models half-crouched and gave a standard Tang Dynasty greeting. Then, under everyone's gaze, they slowly exited the stage.
"etc--"
After taking a few steps, a voice suddenly came from behind.
The surroundings immediately became quiet again.
She turned around and saw that the voice came from the same judge as before.
"Tian Xin, right?" asked the judge.
"Yes!" She turned around and answered facing the judges, somewhat confused.
The judge nodded, then asked, "The designer you just mentioned...is her name...Zhen Zhen?"
"Yes!" She nodded: "Her name is Zhen Zhen!"
"Yeah!" The judge responded, turned his head and whispered to a young man standing nearby for a while, then smiled and waved at her.
The audience became noisy again, reporters began reporting in front of the camera, and brand owners began whispering to the people around them.
She breathed a sigh of relief, turned around again and went backstage.
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