Opening the door, Aunt Wu brought some cut fruits.
She handed over the plate with a smile: "You have worked hard in training, eat some fruit and continue!"
"Thank you, Auntie Wu!" Jiang Manyue took it and an unconscious blush appeared on her cheeks.
Aunt Wu was an experienced person and immediately understood what was going on when she saw the atmosphere.
"Hehe, I won't bother you anymore, you guys continue."
How to continue this? The two looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.
She trained until very late and was faced with the competition the next day.
As soon as Jiang Manyue arrived at school, preparations for the competition had already begun.
A banner has been hung at the school gate: The 3rd Southwest Textile College Fashion Design Competition.
"Squeak!" A car stopped in front of the door.
A slightly plump middle-aged man got off the car. He was wearing glasses and looked very gentle.
The director of the school's teaching department came out to greet him: "Oh, Director Zhao is here!"
Who is this person? The referee for today's match?
"Dad!" Zhao Chunlei stepped forward and greeted him. He could see that the two men looked somewhat similar.
It turned out that he was Zhao Kaixuan, the workshop director of the state-owned garment factory, and Zhao Chunlei's father.
The provincial capital's Meihao state-owned garment factory recruits a number of students who graduate from textile colleges every year.
Therefore, Zhao Kaixuan was invited to be one of the referees of the competition this year.
All the contestants have arrived at the school auditorium at this time, and almost everyone is there.
Anyway, there is still time before the game starts, so Jiang Manyue takes the opportunity to observe the opponents around her.
There were a total of thirty-seven people participating in the competition, basically all of them were sophomores and juniors.
It is said that the champion of last year's competition was Huang Lingling, a sophomore who is now a junior.
Compared to last year, she is more experienced this year and more confident about this competition.
"Senior Huang!" Many of her younger classmates flattered her.
"It looks like you're the champion again this year!"
"Yes, senior, you won the championship last year!"
"Please give us juniors a chance."
Huang Lingling is tall, at least 170 cm tall, and she is cool, fashionable and very elegant.
She wears a high ponytail, and it is said that a state-owned garment factory in Beijing has extended an olive branch to her.
I will start working there next semester, and directly enter the design department.
She smiled faintly and said, "You have to work hard on your own. If you want to win the championship, you have to rely on real ability."
Looking at these seniors, the only first-year students left were Lin Yazhi and I.
Lin Yazhi was wearing a loose coat today, and she glanced around with a proud look.
"Haha! Sister, why are you here alone?"
"Your model? Didn't you find it?"
Almost everyone who comes to participate in the competition brings a model with them, otherwise they cannot participate in the show.
Jiang Manyue sneered: "Why are you in such a hurry? You talk as if you have a model!"
"Of course I have!" Lin Yazhi blinked and saw Zhao Chunlei coming over.
"See? He's my model."
She had originally planned to find Qin Zhenbei to be a model, but who knew something like that would happen yesterday.
Being rejected was so humiliating that he had to settle for the next best thing and find Zhao Chunlei.
"Zhizhi, don't worry, I'll be your model, you will definitely win the championship this time."
The dog looks at her with such doting eyes, he is really willing to be a green leaf for the flowers.
"Okay, you are awesome because you have a dog to boot!" Jiang Manyue rolled her eyes.
Lin Yazhi's face darkened with anger: "Just wait and see, the championship today is mine!"
She looked so determined to win, I really don't know who gave her the confidence.
The counselor walked to the front of the stage and announced, "Students, the competition is about to begin."
"Now everyone follow me to the auditorium for the competition."
Following the counselor to the competition venue, everything in the auditorium was ready.
The three judges on the stage were already there, one of them was the school’s principal, Shen.
One is the class teacher, Mr. Qiu, and the last judge is Director Zhao Kaixuan.
"Classmates, I now declare the competition open!"
Principal Shen stood up and looked at the students participating in the competition: "Now students, come and draw lots."
Everyone stepped forward, reached into the box, and took out a piece of paper.
Jiang Manyue opened the number and looked at the content: No. 31.
Lin Yazhi was right in front of her, number 30.
"Sister, what a coincidence, I'm in front of you."
It’s okay, hers is a bit further back.
Jiang Manyue ignored her and glanced at the time. It was 9 o'clock.
Qin Zhenbei had important matters to attend to in the military camp, so he had to go to a meeting first and then ask for leave to come here.
According to the time, he just needs to arrive before 3 pm, and he has just told the security guard about this.
When he comes in the afternoon, please bring her to the competition.
Seeing that Jiang Manyue didn't react, Lin Yazhi said disdainfully: "Just wait and see, I will definitely beat you."
Who can't talk big? She wants to win the championship with her mediocre skills.
Jiang Manyue got the number 31 sign and quickly found the corresponding design position.
There are 37 seats in the auditorium, each of which is covered with boards to protect privacy.
Inside there is a sewing machine and the tools needed for design, everything you need.
Teacher Qiu then walked up to all the contestants and announced: "I will now announce the topic of today's competition."
She opened a sealed envelope in public and took out today's test questions from it.
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