C12 (1/2)

It was very clear from the rules of the tournament that not only did the contestants have to have their own works and design concepts, but the last two contestants also had to evaluate each other's works.

However, he understood all of her designs in great detail. This was also why he had asked Yin Chenchen at that time if he wanted to be the first one to go up. The first stage might not be well-prepared, but there was plenty of time to understand each other's work.

”Director, you're looking for me?” Just when Zhou Ying was at her wit's end, Yin Chenchen lazily called out to her.

Yin Chenchen stretched and went backstage, thinking to wash her face, so she had to make up for it with some time. Just as she stood in front of the mirror, a bouquet of beautiful red roses was presented in front of her. There was no doubt that it was Tang Hao. Besides him, he couldn't think of anyone else who would give her a flower.

Sure enough, Tang Hao had an expression of asking for praise as he stood behind Yin Chenchen. Yin Chenchen immediately ignored her expression, took the flowers and put them to the side, then quickly washed her face and changed her makeup.

After Yin Chenchen finished preparing everything, she saw Tang Hao sitting in the corner like an angry wife. She walked over and knelt down while looking at Tang Hao: ”I think this bouquet of flowers will become your congratulatory gift for me in a while.” With that, she stood up and left.

Only Tang Hao was left standing in the corner in a daze for three seconds, looking at his retreating back, Tang Hao's eyes released a gentle light.

On stage, Yin Chenchen and Tang Shaohua gave a brief explanation of their own work. Tang Hao, who was watching Yin Chenchen from below the stage, inexplicably felt very proud. Beside him, Zheng Yin was not in a good mood. She was not clear whether Tang Hao knew that she had swapped to Yin Chenchen's qipao, or whether Yin Chenchen knew about this matter.

Yin Chenchen carefully looked at Tang Shaohua's qipao. She had long come to her own conclusion, but in order to show her respect for Tang Shaohua, she still had to put on an act. The one minute appreciation time was up. Yin Chenchen explained the advantages and disadvantages of this cheongsam in an orderly manner.

From a personal point of view, Yin Chenchen still did not really like this qipao, it fit the topic of ”Night” very well, but it was not suitable for girls to wear it at night. Night was a time to reveal their personality, the pure black ground color lost its luster at night, and the golden colored butterfly and wings did not reveal the girl's personality, but instead became even more oppressive.

Hearing his own work being evaluated like that, Tang Shaohua did not have much resentment, and only said gently: ”I wonder who Miss Yin is looking at my work from?”

”Is that important?” Yin Chenchen looked at Tang Shaohua and asked.

”Of course.” Tang Shaohua was incomparably sincere.

”I, I saw it from my point of view.” Yin Chenchen was resolute and decisive.

”If you look at a work from a personal point of view, would you be disrespectful to my work?” Tang Shaohua pressed on.

”Firstly, this piece of work is a commodity, not a work of art. Secondly, I don't mean that I am from a personal perspective. Rather, I am from a woman's perspective.” Yin Chenchen remained calm and collected.

”I know women very well.” Tang Shaohua took out his finishing blow, causing the girls below the stage to scream.

”I am a woman.” Yin Chenchen's words lit the entire venue ablaze.