Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 291 Accident
This is a kind, good girl.An Ranran thought.

But at this time, it is not the time for her to show her love. Her key task is to find a model.

After scanning the surrounding audience for a week, An Ranran reached out to a tall and thin girl next to her.

This girl has a bookish air about her.The round black-rimmed glasses are not the most popular style in this era, but they look particularly harmonious on her face.

This is what An Ranran wanted.

When the two held hands, the camera also followed: "Congratulations to Contestant An Ranran for getting his model. Huh? The model chosen by Contestant An Ranran this time turned out to be a beauty with such a standard figure? In this case, according to my personal experience, such a beautiful model should look good no matter what she wears. And a beautiful model is not so much a bonus for the design, but rather a way for the designer's credit to be recognized by the model. My son was taken away, Contestant An Ranran, are you sure you don't want to change to another model?"

An Ranran shook her head: "No need, because I think that as a designer, no matter how perfect your designs are, they will eventually be worn by ordinary people. The models in the last round were randomly assigned Yes, I am very grateful to that girl for giving me a chance to dress her up. I know that it was because of taking advantage of that girl last time that everyone voted for me. Here, I I want to say to her, thank you. Thank you for your kind girl. It is your kindness that made my good grades last time."

"But this time, I regret that I can't cooperate with you again. However, this also gives me a chance to let everyone see my true design level. In my opinion, any piece of clothing, The most perfect state can only be achieved if it matches the temperament of the wearer. Last time, I did this. This time, I will also design a dress that suits her best according to the characteristics of the model. I hope that today I can give you Submit a satisfactory answer sheet. Thank you everyone."

An Ranran's words are quite standard.

What the host just said has actually hurt the heart of that fat girl. It is her own business to grow up fat and ugly. As a host, what do you mean by saying that she is not beautiful so openly on stage? ah?

No matter how ugly people are, there are people who like them.Even if the whole world doesn't like it, at least some mothers like it, right?

Just like what an ugly star said on TV: "What's wrong with me being ugly, no matter how ugly I am, women will kiss me! My mother, my mother kisses me eight times a day, can you control me?"

In her previous life, An Ranran naively felt that the world revolved around her, and everyone around her was good.That's why it ended up like that
So in this life, she put herself in armor, and never allowed anyone to hurt her when she didn't want to be hurt.

So now she can especially understand the feelings of that fat girl.And she is also willing to reach out to help her on such occasions.

Immediately after An Ranran finished speaking, there was bursts of applause in the field.The fat girl's face was flushed.

Although there were countless people, An Ranran could still see her gratitude from her expression.

The fat girl is in a good mood, but the host is a little embarrassed.

What An Ranran said didn't offend him directly, but the reaction of the audience off the court made him blush.

He quickly glanced at the deputy director sitting in the front row.

Wu Gaihua's frowning expression made him a little startled.

However, years of stage experience allowed him to quickly adjust his state, and he continued in a calm voice: "Let's take a look at Sun Juncai's model."

The middle-aged man who has always kept a low profile has also chosen his model at this time. She is a relatively ordinary-looking middle-aged woman.

An Ranran only took one look, and his views on middle-aged men changed.

The model he chose looks ordinary, but looking at the essence from the appearance, the figure is really not something that ordinary middle-aged women can easily have.

Her eyes swept across the faces of Han Xin and Chen Juncai, and the corners of her mouth gradually tightened.

So, it's going to be an uphill battle.

An Ranran cheered for herself in her heart.

"The three contestants have already selected their models, so the next step is the most exciting moment. Please bring your models back to the operating table."

After all three people stood still, the host shouted loudly: "The competition begins!"

The three of them picked up the pen and paper at the same time.

He leaned down and started drawing on paper.

And their assistants also entered the state of preparation at this moment, one by one began to take out the cloth they brought over, and then stretched their necks to look at the design drawings in the hands of their designers.

For a designer, no matter how many times you have conceived below, when you stand on the stage, all the conceived ideas are meaningless.

At this moment, the feeling is the most important, and the experience is the safest.

Otherwise, no matter how novel your idea is, it will be discounted in a tense atmosphere.

An Ranran picked up the pen and paper, and calmly drew the picture that he had imagined countless times in his mind.

Before An Ranran's drawing was fully formed, Song Ming's action had already begun. He spread the cloth on the operating table.

Then his expression suddenly paused.

He Ling'er, who was closest to him, also changed greatly.

For some reason, there was a white spot on the green cloth.She took the cloth up to her nose and sniffed it, then whispered to Song Ming, "It's the smell of 84 disinfectant!"

Song Ming quickly shook off the entire piece of cloth, and there was no rule in the range of faded colors.

He suddenly remembered that when he snatched the cloth from Sun Yingying, he seemed to smell something, but at that time he thought it was the perfume from Sun Yingying.

The two looked at each other, losing their minds for a while.

He Linger looked at An Ranran worriedly.

At this time, she was devoting herself to the design and didn't notice the situation here at all.

He Ling'er was about to tell her while she was changing pens, but Song Ming grabbed her and mouthed something to her: "We'll talk about it after she finishes drawing the design."

A few minutes later, An Ranran's design was completed.

She happily took the picture and handed it to Song Ming.

Then she saw the cloth.

On the fruit green cloth are mottled white patches one after another, and this white is extremely white!

An Ranran frowned instantly: "Master, what's going on?"

"It should be Sun Yingying's hands and feet. She shouldn't have been allowed to touch Bu at that time." He Linger replied in shame.

(End of this chapter)