Chapter 201 Ying Zijin: Hmm, it's my drawing [1st update]
Xie Manyu was the first to appear on the catwalk.
However, she wasn't wearing the "Vermilion Bird" costume that had already been shown on Weibo, but rather the "White Tiger" costume that hadn't yet been revealed to the public.
This is a pure white dress with a few light blue fluffs at the neckline.
The skirt reached her knees on the left, while the right side trailed down like water, the silk and satin flowing to the ground.
There was no heavy makeup or deliberately made expressions.
Xie Manyu simply walked naturally, her queenly aura overwhelming her.
A coexistence of gentleness and ruthlessness.
It is awe-inspiring and soul-shaking.
Although Xie Manyu is a film queen, she only makes movies.
But after so many years in the entertainment industry, playing many roles, walking the runway is a piece of cake for her.
Fans and design enthusiasts watching the live stream from China were immediately abuzz.
For this live stream, the Royal Academy of Arts of O Continent authorized Xigua Video.
Xigua Video is China's leading film and television platform. For this fashion design competition, they opened two live streaming rooms to prevent the system from crashing due to too many viewers.
Many people were initially drawn to Luo Ziyue's Vermilion Bird set, but now they're all captivated by Xie Manyu.
With Xie Manyu's appearance, the popularity of the two live broadcast rooms soared from less than five million to ten million each!
The comments section was flooded with messages.
[Ahhh, it's been three years! Today, I'll be the first to address you as "Your Majesty"!]
[My sister's gaze killed me! Back then, it was because of Manyu's performance in "The Nameless Stele" where she told her subjects to rise during Empress Wu's ascension to the throne that I was willing to kneel down.]
Who is the designer of Manyu? This is an amazing design! It's incredible! If they have this kind of talent, why would they need to try and piggyback on the fame of a washed-up idol?
[Hehe, don't be so quick to judge. Design depends on inspiration. Maybe the designers at Chuguang Media got their inspiration from Ziyue's dress. Otherwise, why would they use the Four Divine Beasts as inspiration?]
However, while others were unaware, Zhong Zhiwan knew everything perfectly well.
She stared blankly as Xie Manyu walked from the back of the catwalk to the front, surrounded by exclamations and praises that were a hundred times more enthusiastic than when Luo Ziyue had taken the stage.
Zhong Zhiwan, however, had no interest in appreciating this stunning gown.
She felt waves of dizziness rushing to her head, her ears ringing, and her high heels almost breaking.
Zhong Zhiwan always believed that since she found that discarded draft in Old Master Zhong's study, it must belong to a designer under the Zhong Group.
That's why she took it so confidently.
The Chung Group's business focuses on jewelry, and its designs are also quite good.
She even revised the design to ensure the dress would look even better when it was made.
But can anyone tell her why the design drawings she picked up from the trash can belong to Chuguang Media?!
Chuguang Media has absolutely no connection with the Zhong family.
In terms of both revenue and brand recognition, the Zhong Group lags far behind.
Zhong Zhiwan's face gradually turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured out incessantly.
No one was paying attention to her now, and she just wanted to get away from here as soon as possible, but her legs were weak from extreme fear.
She was holding onto the back of the chair in front of her, unable to move.
The panic in her heart intensified, and Zhong Zhiwan accidentally slipped and fell onto the seat.
As she fell, she saw the cameras rising and falling above her, and her mind went blank again.
This is a live broadcast!
A live broadcast aimed at the world and the international design community!
Anyone who has made a name for themselves in the design field is basically watching this fashion design competition.
Even those who didn't see it will know her name, Zhong Zhiwan, after this.
It wasn't because of her brilliant design, but because she plagiarized!
Even when Grandpa Zhong caught her talking badly about Ying Zijin behind her back, Zhong Zhiwan had never panicked like this before.
She picked up Chuguang Media's design drawings and claimed them as her own, but Chuguang Media wouldn't protect her like the Zhong Group would.
what to do?
Zhong Zhiwan's fingers clenched her skirt tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, her heart pounding in her chest.
But nobody paid any attention to her, because after Xie Manyu left, Shang Yaozhi appeared.
The live stream saw another surge in viewership, approaching 20 million, even across two live streams.
The appeal of the top-tier, number one influencer is undeniable.
Moreover, Shang Yaozhi is different from other young actors and actresses of his generation. He not only has the most handsome face in the entertainment industry, but also has extremely high talent.
[I thought that dress on Weibo was beautiful enough, but this one is even more stunning! I'm dead, someone help me up.]
Okay, okay, no one is going to call me "baby" today. Call me "husband," understand?
[Son, you've been through so much! You look the most handsome today, so happy!]
Shang Yaozhi's manager was sitting below reading fans' comments.
This is Shang Yaozhi's first time participating in a fashion show competition, and it's an international event, so it's very important.
The agent was afraid that the fans would be disappointed, but the result was much better than he expected, except for the few "babies".
He has a slight toothache.
After silently observing the children, the manager finally realized something.
No wonder Shang Yaozhi's fans, despite being very laid-back, are so powerful in crucial moments that they could tear the earth apart.
If her son is being bullied, how can a mother not roll up her sleeves and fight back?
**
After the fashion show concluded, the host returned to the stage.
"Please be patient, everyone. This Four Spirits series has a total of four outfits. We've only shown two so far. Please wait a few seconds while the two models showcase the next two outfits."
The cheers from below grew even louder.
The judges, including Martha, sat up straight, their eyes fixed intently.
They have only seen the design drawings; they have not yet seen the actual product.
But the first two items showed them that Chuguang Media had put a lot of effort into the sewing and material selection.
The lights refocused, and the background music changed to another song.
This time, Xie Manyu and Shang Yaozhi appeared together, each wearing "Vermilion Bird" and "Black Tortoise" respectively.
Originally, Ke Huizhu remained calm when she saw the two gowns, "White Tiger" and "Azure Dragon".
Her expression changed immediately when she saw the last two outfits.
The young man next to Ke Huizhu also sobered up immediately.
Even if he was a womanizer, he couldn't be unaware of the seriousness of the matter, and exclaimed in surprise, "Aunt?"
Ke Huizhu's face turned from pale to red, then from red to white, her chest heaving violently, and her vision blurred intermittently.
She never imagined her words would come true.
The design drawing that Madam Mu brought over was actually plagiarized!
Moreover, it was copied from Chuguang Media.
Huaxiu has also made custom dresses for many celebrities, so Ke Huizhu is certainly aware of Chuguang Media's background.
Chuguang Media can guarantee that its artists are not subject to unspoken rules; how could it not be powerful?
The Ke family is not a prominent family in the capital; compared to Chuguang Media, they are nothing.
Ke Huizhu knew that Huaxiu's plagiarism of Chuguang Media had directly led her to a dead end.
Not to mention reaching the pinnacle of the international design world, whether they can continue is still a question.
What should we do now?
Ke Huizhu could only pray that no one else would notice.
That way, there might still be room for redemption.
Even a layman wouldn't fail to notice that these four dresses are actually a set.
Furthermore, the host was also providing explanations from the side.
"As you viewers may have noticed, this dress from Chuguang Media is very similar to that from Huaxiu. However, as mentioned before, Chuguang Media was the first in China to send us the design drawings."
With a single sentence, Hua Xiu was sentenced to death.
During the simultaneous live stream, the chat was filled with sarcastic and mocking comments.
[To all you fans of Na Luo, I don't even bother remembering your idol's name. Jump, jump! Now, who plagiarized whom?]
[What's my sister's status in the entertainment industry? Why would she care about a nobody like you? When you're putting others down, consider your target; some people are beyond your reach.]
[Chuguang Media must have known all along, right? No wonder they responded that way.]
[I'm not saying anything more, have any of you sisters figured out who the designer is? I want to be a fan!!!]
**
Inside the Qingzhi Auditorium, the students who had been cheering for Zhong Zhiwan suddenly fell silent.
Even Zhong Zhiwan's female classmate, who had always been close to her, was too embarrassed to speak, her face burning with embarrassment.
They were as excited as they were before, and now they were just as ashamed and angry.
What's embarrassing is their praise of Zhong Zhiwan, and what's infuriating is that Zhong Zhiwan clearly plagiarized but still claims it was her own design, wasting their trust.
But just then, a round of applause rang out.
They are students in Class 19.
My younger brother clapped his hands until they were red.
"Zhong Zhiwan is awesome." Xiu Yu led the applause. "She dared to copy Chuguang Media and even dared to claim that she designed it herself. I admire her."
She clicked her tongue: "I knew it. With her skill level, how could she possibly design something like this?"
Jiang Ran moved his head slightly and scoffed, "Disgraceful."
"Luckily, Chuguang Media was the first to send over the design drawings, otherwise we might really be in trouble." Xiu Yu shook his head. "But speaking of which, who is Chuguang Media's designer this time?"
Beside her, Ying Zijing opened a can of cola and took a sip.
The phoenix eyes were shrouded in mist, their surface shimmering with light.
Cold yet alluring.
Her tone was very casual.
"Yes, it's me."
(End of this chapter)
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