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Chapter 442

The opening battle went smoothly

Although he was a little surprised, Jiang Ning performed very well and did not panic at all.

On the contrary, Linka who was behind was surprised. She never expected Jiang Ning to stand up.

Ring star?

Jiang Ning has actually found a job, and his first collaboration is a work directed by Cheng Kun!

Thinking of this, Linka's jealousy spread.

A lingering jealousy seeped out of his eyes.

Why! Jiang Ning is just a person who has just arrived in Kyoto, and he is still young.

The design world has always looked at works and qualifications. How come Jiang Ning, who has not many works and low qualifications, can get such cooperation!

Before it was Kana, now it's director Cheng Kun.

The show was still being filmed. Lu Mengchen turned around and saw Linka with a dark face.

She instantly understood what was going on.

"Hey, I think some people only know how to ridicule others. In fact, they are of no use to them at all." Lu Mengchen said sarcastically with a raised lip.

Although she was talking about Linka, she didn't say it to her.

Linka was angry but couldn't get angry at her at the same time.

After the filming of the show was completed, during the on-site scoring session, Su Lin's group's performance scored the lowest.

How could Su Lin accept such a result? He immediately started crying on the stage.

Someone in the audience took a cell phone to record this scene.

Soon, relevant comments spread on the Internet.

"What is Su Lin doing? Isn't that what the game is like?"

"Is there some inside story that made her cry? I remember that Su Lin has very strong professional ability."

"Don't make random guesses, everyone. Maybe Su Lin cried because he won first place."

...

Because the show hasn't aired yet, no one knows what happened and can only rely on guessing.

The waves of public opinion fermented, which added to the popularity of the program.

Soon, Su Lin's fans also hurriedly left the show to criticize, but when they left the show, they discovered that a loyal fan who had been active before suddenly disappeared.

Because all the players wore team uniforms during the competition, Su Lin's team uniform quickly attracted some people's attention.

"If nothing else, the clothes Su Lin is wearing are very nice and have a youthful air."

"Yes, yes, it reminds me of when I was in school, but it's a pity that I didn't have such nice clothes when I was in school."

There are more and more people discussing group uniforms below.

Jiang Ning naturally discovered this as well.

Immediately afterwards, someone revealed that Su Lin was wearing a team uniform, and it was also a team uniform designed by Huanxing.

It’s just that the name of the company Huanxing is so unfamiliar that no one has heard of it.

Someone revealed that Huanxing is just a new company, but the legal person of the company is Jiang Ning.

"Isn't that the previous winner of the dress contest?"

"No wonder the group uniforms look so good. I feel that the works designed by Jiang Ning are very concerned about the public's aesthetics. Unlike the things designed by some other designers, they simply don't look like human works."

Different from the same industry, ordinary people only care about whether the design looks good or not, and do not care about how the design feels.

The works designed by each company are somewhat unbearable to look at, but Jiang Ning's works are refreshing every time.

Lu Mengchen collected all these remarks and held a meeting that day.

"Everyone worked hard on this design. Although there were some problems in the middle, it was generally pretty good." Lu Mengchen praised everyone first.

The originally dull atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became joyful.

Before the meeting, no one knew what the purpose of the meeting was, but now that they heard Lu Mengchen's praise, everyone knew it was not a bad thing.

"Huanxing's opening battle went very smoothly." Lu Mengchen continued.


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