Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1873

Whenever it came to fashion design, she would remain perfectly calm and collected, eyes sparkling with confidence.

Wilson stared at her, his eyes soft. There was a trace of pride in his expression - he was proud of her!

Susan said, "Tina, it's ready! Let's go!"

Tina turned her head, glanced at Wilson, and said with a smile, "Then I'll go up!"

After that, they were leaving in a hurry.

Wilson suddenly said, "Wait!"

At such a critical moment, his burst of cry stunned everyone. They all stopped, wondering nervously if there was something wrong with the newly designed clothes.

Then, they saw him stride over casually, lowered his head, and pecked on Tina's lips, saying, "Come on!"

Lin was speechless, and so did Susan and Terry and the backstage staff members.

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Tina flushed bright red and followed the models with a scarlet face to the stage.

The GDA International Fashion Exhibition was not an ordinary competition. For designers, it was a chance for their works and names to enter the international market.

The design works of the participants had to be carefully selected. And the judges invited to the contest were all design masters.

Only three designers managed to get to the final round. The judges would rank their works, and the order was determined by drawing lots: Tina was the last one, and Abby was the second.

It was a semi-public internal selection, so the organizer skipped many formalities and asked the host to introduce the first designer as soon as he got up onto the stage.

The male designer, the first one to show his works, was very experienced. He was about 40 years old. After he went on stage, the models stepped onto the stage from the back, dressed in the clothes he designed.

There was no background music. It was just a pure display of design works.

Because the designers were fighting for a chance to go international, they wanted to make something unique, and all chose to design the clothes in an ancient style.

The male designer applied the classic element "blue-and-white" to his work.

The blue-and-white dress was made of silk. Its long hem dotted with blue-and-white branches swept the ground, which was special enough to draw everyone's attention.

After the model showed it up, the judges sitting in the first row graded it seriously.

It was rated 9.1 out of 10, a very high score.

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Compared with him, the last two young designers were still inexperienced, so they felt stressed by the result.

Abby, standing aside and waiting for her turn, remained calm when she saw the score.

She was very confident in her work, which was actually designed by someone else.

After the host finished speaking and looked over, she nodded slightly, and then a model wearing her work came up.

When the demonstration ended, Abby fixed her eyes on the faces of every judge.

Just like her, the judges were amazed.

Even the male designer, who had just got a high score, seemed to admit defeat.

Abby felt a little more assured.

She clenched her hands slightly, and there was a little excitement in her heart.

She had a hunch that she was bound to win this time. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

The dress was inspired by Luo River Goddess, a beauty in the legendary, and its dominant color was lunar white with a phoenix on it. The model in this dress had a stark, unworldly beauty like a celestial being from ancient mythology.

The judges began to score it.

Before long, each judge showed their scores. This dress got a score of 9.8!

According to the universal rule, the maximum mark of such competitions was ten. No one had ever got full marks, so such 9.8 was already a very high mark.

Seeing this result, even though Abby appeared modest and gracious, her eyes and brows were still full of joy.

Even after scoring it, the judges still felt amazed and couldn't help exchanging a few words about it and looked at Abby with admiration.

One of the judges, the vice president of the garment association, was familiar with Abby and commented with an impulse. "You seem to have made a breakthrough in fashion design!"

Another judge also raised the microphone in front of him and echoed with approval. "Yes, your design, Luo River Goddess, is amazing! We have great expectations for you!"

Yet, there was also a designer who did not show her work. The judge congratulated her a little earlier.

It was just that the judges were indeed overwhelmed by Abby's design. They thought that the last designer's work couldn't be better than Abby's. Of course, for the sake of fairness, they would announce the result before Tina displayed her work.

Abby nodded and bowed, very grateful for the judges' nice comments and high scores.

At this moment, a clear female voice sounded on the stage. "Abby's design is mine!"

Her voice was not loud, but because there was no background music, everyone could hear it clearly, even though she didn't use the microphone.

Everyone was stunned.

Following the sound, they all saw Tina, who was standing beside the stage with the male designer.

At the beginning of the selection, the host invited the three designers to the stage. Then, one after another, they would present their works and wait for the result. The person who just spoke was Tina.

She was wearing a black sweater and a pair of jeans today. She stood in the corner and almost blended into the shadows. However, her eyes were particularly bright, seemingly shining, which were conspicuous against the shadow.

Upon hearing her words, Abby was startled.

However, she quickly calmed down and narrowed her eyes. "Miss Hall, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

"No!" Tina shook her head, with a thin smile on her slightly raised lips. "I think I have made it very clear just now!"

Abby's face colored up with annoyance. "Are you joking?"

Hearing this, Tina seemed to think for a while before asking, "Miss Amery, are you sure that the Luo River Goddess is your design?"

A hint of frustration crossed Abby's eyes, but she still nodded. "Of course, I'm sure!"

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Abby, caught off guard by Tina's sudden questions, began to think fast.

Miles was a designer who had secretly worked for her for many years. This time, he himself handed over the design to her. The whole thing had nothing to do with Tina.

Thinking of this, Abby finally calmed down, looking at the judges in the front row, and said in a harsh voice, "Miss Hall, this is a serious matter. You can't talk wildly about it. We are now competing for the right to participate in the GDA International Fashion Exhibition in a fair and just way! Isn't it too much for you to slander me like this?"

Hearing this, the vice president of the garment association sitting in the seat for judges frowned and reminded, "Tina, do remember that you're in the middle of the final round with judges here! You can't frame Abby at will just because she has come up with an excellent piece!"

Tina smiled, and there seemed to be a hint of fierceness in her dark eyes. "What if I can prove it?"

Abby's heart thumped.