"Ning Xixi, aren’t you a bit too arrogant!" Lu Jinjin pointed at her, "Be careful not to twist your tongue in the strong wind!"
Ignoring her, Ning Xixi turned around and sat down in front of the computer prepared by the staff.
Skillfully picking up the drawing tablet, she began to draw directly, seemingly without the need for contemplation.
Seeing how impressive she was, Lu Jinjin started to panic, Ning Xixi’s words echoing in her mind:
—I will make you lose convincingly!
No, she would not lose. Lu Jinjin clenched her fists, but her thoughts were already in disarray.
The onlooking Song Zhiyang could easily tell that Ning Xixi’s psychological tactics had succeeded.
Ji Yebai hooked the corner of his lip and folded his arms, gazing at Ning Xixi as she concentrated on her drawing.
She sketched as if she required no thought, her strokes swift and forceful, and in her large, bright eyes seed to overflow with starlight, dazzling and breathtaking.
In contrast, Lu Jinjin, unfamiliar with computer operation, couldn’t use a drawing tablet and resorted to traditional pencil and paper instead.
As her colored pencil touched the paper, Lu Jinjin suddenly felt her mind go blank.
What should she draw...
Could she really win against Ning Xixi?
It has to be said, Ning Xixi’s harsh words hit the mark—Lu Jinjin went from full confidence to shaking!
Lu Qinghe was anxious, wishing she could find soone to take Lu Jinjin’s place.
But in front of this large audience, she might wish, but would Ji Yebai let her have her way?
She tried several tricks, all of which were blocked by Ji Yebai. In the end, Lu Qinghe was out of options and could only hope for Lu Jinjin to perform exceptionally.
...
An hour and a half later.
Ning Xixi elegantly set down her stylus, while Lu Jinjin was still fussily tweaking her drawing; it was only with the judges’ stern admonishnts that she reluctantly stopped.
Among the judges was Song Zhiyang, who had used all his connections and resources to bring together a panel of experts.
There were two famous dostic painters, several veteran designers, and design directors from jewelry companies in the industry.
The guests felt as if the world had turned fantastical—people whom even journalists struggled to interview, had all gathered today as if for a mahjong ga.
The judging began.
Lu Jinjin hesitantly handed in her drawing, making Lu Qinghe’s eyelids twitch uncontrollably.
What had she drawn?
Song Zhiyang acted as the temporary host, microphone in hand, and announced, "Miss Lu’s the is ’Flourishing Blooms.’ She has designed a pair of couple rings."
The large projector in the venue cast Lu Jinjin’s work onto the wall. The room fell silent for a few seconds and then erupted into raucous laughter.
Is this considered jewelry design? Could this even be called a design?
Two oversized and garish roses bordered by a circle of diamonds looked as cheap as items from a street stall.
Could the girl who ca up with such a design sche really create a stunning work like "Shao Hua"?
Out of respect for the Lu Family, the designers offered a few reluctant comnts, but the painters were caustic in their criticism.
"Miss, it’s good that you want to learn design, but please, first go and study so fine arts!"
"Pfft..."
The room was filled with waves of laughter, Lu Jinjin’s eyes filled with tears of humiliation; she wished she could bury herself in a hole!
"Ning Xixi’s the is ’Dreams.’ She has designed a pendant."
Everyone turned their gaze to Ning Xixi’s work, and upon seeing it, the crowd collectively gasped in amazent!
Was this... really a design created in just an hour and a half?!
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