Zhou Sese couldn't help but turn her head and glance at the uncle next to her.
Zhao Qiguo had naturally prepared his response long ago. "Since this is a competition, I want the judges to see every side of me. This time, I boldly changed my design style. It's a one-time attempt, and I also want to give the judges a brand new me."
The uncle touched his chin and nodded gently, "Okay, I don't have any other questions."
Next came Zhou Sese.
Under Zhao Qiguo's provocative gaze, Zhou Sese placed her design on the display stand. "Good morning, judges! This is my entry today. My design concept can be summed up in two words - long-standing! Our China is a country with a long history. Our ancient clothing can be traced back five thousand years. Every dynasty has its own clothing culture, and these are our national treasures.
My design today incorporates the design concepts of Tang Dynasty clothing. I would like to call it a modern ancient style. The judges can take a look at the front..."
Zhou Sese spoke eloquently, meticulously and seriously from design concept to design style.
After Zhou Sese finished her explanation, the uncle next to her couldn't help but raise his hand and applaud.
Seeing the judges looking at him, the uncle immediately put down his hand in embarrassment.
Next is the time for peer questioning.
Zhao Qiguo raised his hand first. "I'd like to ask Ms. Zhou, you also said that your concept is to imitate Tang suits. Does this constitute plagiarism?"
Zhou Sese smiled and said, "First of all, Mr. Zhao, please don't misunderstand me. I said that my design incorporates the design concept of Tang Dynasty clothing, but I didn't say that my concept is to imitate Tang Dynasty clothing. The Tang suits Mr. Zhao mentioned and Tang Dynasty clothing are two completely different clothing styles. I borrowed from Tang Dynasty clothing in terms of style and embroidery."
Zhao Qiguo gritted his teeth. "Even if you say that, the clothes you designed, from the style to the fabric, are not durable. I think our designers' philosophy should be to serve the people, right?"
Zhou Sese shrugged slightly. "Hasn't Mr. Zhao seen the international catwalk that is popular all over the world? Mr. Zhao thinks that the clothes they are wearing are not suitable for working in the fields, right?
If the theme of fashion design today is workwear, I will definitely do my best to design comfortable and durable clothing suitable for workers and farmers. But, is it true that Mr. Zhao still hasn't figured out what fashion design is?"
Zhao Qiguo's expression changed slightly, and a deep black shadow covered his face. "Oh! Ms. Zhou is always used to making personal attacks. I don't have anything else to ask."
Zhou Sese narrowed her eyes.
The uncle next to him gave Zhou Sese a thumbs up, his eyes full of satisfaction, as if at this moment he felt that China's fashion design was no less than that of foreign countries. He seemed to see the future prosperity of China's fashion design.
The uncle still said, "Respect the dead and remember the ancestors, and keep working hard!"
Zhou Sese smiled and said, "I'll keep it in mind."
The judges went to the back to discuss for over half an hour. When they came back, the short-haired female judge announced directly, "I declare that the candidate representing the country this year is... Zhou Sese."
With a snap.
Zhao Qiguo slapped the table, "Why her? I don't accept it, I don't accept it——"
The judges all frowned, and no one paid any attention to Zhao Qiguo. Instead, they all encouraged and praised Zhou Sese, placing their hopes on her, a little girl.
Zhao Qiguo was alone in the corner, staring at this side with a dark gaze. He had worked so hard for so long, he didn't want to lose at all!!!
Zhou Sese took a deep breath and walked out.
As soon as he walked out of the door, several team members who were squatting in the corner of the corridor stood up and walked towards this side. Qian Yuanyuan's legs were even numb, and he limped towards this side.
Several people surrounded Zhou Sese and couldn't wait to ask for the result.
Zhou Sese's deep and clear eyes turned around and found that there was no sign of Uncle Wang and Zeng Xiaoman. "Where are Sister Xiaoman and Uncle Wang?"
Qian Yuanyuan was already extremely anxious. I don't know why Zhou Sese was still asking where Zeng Xiaoman and Uncle Wang were at such a critical moment. He casually said, "Sister Xiaoman's son is ill again, and Uncle Wang's wife broke her leg. They are probably both in the hospital now. Oh, my little boss, don't keep us in suspense. Just tell us what the final result is. You're really anxious!"
Zhou Sese sighed heavily.
Qian Laiyuan was stunned. Is this the rhythm of losing?
Wang Qiang immediately glanced at Qian Yuanyuan and said, "It's okay. Being able to reach the finals already proves that we are very strong. The last step may...maybe it's too difficult. It really doesn't matter."
Although Qian Yuanyuan felt it was a pity, he also agreed with Wang Qiang's words, "I think Wang Qiang is right. We are still so young and there will be many opportunities in the future."
Zhou Sese sighed again.
Youyou looked at the two of them and burst into laughter, "We can represent our country in the competition!"
Qian Yuanyuan couldn't accept this good news for a moment and just stood there in a daze.
A full five seconds later.
Then she let out a scream.
The man's screams grew louder.
It seemed to shake the entire corridor and echo in the air.
Qian Yuanyuan happily picked up Zhou Sese and threw her into the sky, "Little boss, you are the best!"
Wang Qiang was so scared that his face turned pale. He quickly helped Zhou Sese down and said, "Old Qian, are you crazy? What if the boss falls?"
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