Chapter 2163 The lowest score in the history of the Milan game
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Baoer walked onto the stage wearing a custom-made white dress.
He Yujiao followed behind her, walking up step by step. She was wearing the clothes designed by Bao'er.
The host glanced at Bao'er and then continued: "Li Bao'er, as far as we know, you are a new designer. Are you confident that you will stand out in this Milan design competition?"
Li Baoer raised his head confidently: "In the Milan Design Competition, what I care about is not the result, but I want everyone to see my strength."
She doesn't care if she can get rankings and honors. What she wants is for everyone to see clearly that her true strength is definitely not a mere fifth-rate designer.
Hearing the familiar voice beside his ears, Su raised his head that had always been lowered.
The moment he raised his eyes, he saw the woman in front of him.
is her.
The host stepped down, and then all the spotlight fell on He Yujiao.
The media are no longer as active as before, and they all lower their heads and play with their mobile phones.
For a fifth-rate designer, they don’t need to be photographed, there will be no popularity at all.
He Yujiao picked up the hem of her skirt, then slightly bent her knees and saluted politely.
The judges below are all people who look down on others and praise others. After seeing that the designer in front of them has no background and no reputation, none of them even looks at the designed clothes in front of them.
He directly commented: "Your clothing design is too ordinary, isn't it?"
"That's it, do you know where this is? This is a design competition in Milan. Your attitude is extremely perfunctory and we don't like it very much."
"So be it."
After saying that, the judges picked up their pens one after another and wrote one word on the paper. This was the score they gave Li Baoer, one point, the lowest score in history.
Su raised his hand and looked at the calm-looking woman in front of him, and he felt a little more expectant.
"What's your theme?"
He had already spoken, and the judges on the side naturally did not dare to speak any more and kept quiet.
What they can't understand is that they have always been the most severe judges and have never given anyone a chance. Why would they be interested in a woman's work now?
Li Baoer said nothing, but nodded gently to He Yujiao.
After He Yujiao received it, he took a step forward and stopped in front of the four judges.
She lifted the hem of her skirt high and then swung it to the side.
The hem of her skirt made a beautiful arc in mid-air, and then she started spinning in circles.
As the circle rotates, the skirt is also rotated, forming a circular arc in the air.
Under the influence of spotlights and circles, a plain white dress suddenly took on color.
"Then, what is that? How is this possible?"
"That looks like a painting!"
The judge clapped his hands on the table, stood up in surprise, and looked in front of him.
When the hem of the skirt in front of her was rotated, scenes of dramatic paintings appeared on the white skirt.
It can be clearly seen on the skirt that there is a picture of a woman and a man on it. The picture of the woman and the man from meeting, getting to know each other and finally falling in love and separating.
As it turns, the stories are revealed one by one on the skirt.
The tragic and touching story made the people present watch it very seriously and with great immersion, which made people feel that they were involved in it.
He Yujiao stopped circling, her skirt retracted in a split second, and the story above also stopped.
She stood beside Bao'er obediently without saying anything.
Su picked up the microphone, his eyes unable to hide his admiration for Li Baoer: "Everyone may be moved by the story inside, and admire your mechanism and cleverness. You used the cake pleats on your skirt to hide the paintings inside, and then
When you spin in circles, the hem of your skirt opens and the story of the painting appears."
"But why are the paintings inside so unclear? We can clearly see the woman's face, but not the man's face."
Yes, the painting on the skirt is indeed a touching love story.
However, the paintings inside are very blurry, and only the woman's face is clear.
When Li Baoer heard this, his face became a little sad.
She held the microphone in her hand tightly, then raised her head and looked at Sui.
"The theme this time is the forgotten person."
"I forgot a very, very important person. Everyone even told me that that person never appeared in this world, but I still believe that he must exist in this world."
There was a longing that couldn't be hidden in her eyes: "I don't remember what he looks like, nor do I remember the past with him. The paintings on the skirt are all imaginary. So,
People are vague, and stories are also vague."
After a pause, the words she said echoed in my mind: Is that the person you forgot?
This sentence seemed to have a common echo in his mind, touching her heart.
He no longer asked any questions, but silently picked up the pen in his hand and drew two zeros on the paper.
The host then continued: "Okay, next, let's ask the judges to give their scores!"
The judges all picked up the signs in their hands, and the same number was clearly written on it, one point.
It hasn't changed, it's still the same.
Gu Zichen's face darkened when he saw it in the audience.
He stood up directly. How dare you give Bao'er a point? How dare you not give face to the Li family?
Leng Anan stopped him in time: "Zichen, don't be impulsive. I believe in Bao'er. I believe in her ability, and I believe that this game is absolutely fair."
Gu Zichen took a deep breath and finally sat back down slowly.
The host is also a person who knows how to stir up the atmosphere. He immediately spoke and pointed his hand in the direction of Su.
"One point! All are one point! All three judges gave the lowest score in history! One point! Now, the last judge is missing! In fact, even if the last judge gave the highest score of ten, Li Baoer would also
Facing elimination!”
Here they all look at the score line, and there is probably an average score.
Li Baoer scored three points at once, so no matter what score Su gave, it would not change the fact that she was eliminated.
He Yujiao frowned in displeasure: "What is this! This is a dress that Bao'er spent a lot of effort to design! Every stitch and thread on it was sewn by herself! Moreover, no one else has such a high dress without a theme.
Score, why do we have a theme and creativity, but we only have one point!"
She angrily accused the judges in front of her.
Li Baoer gently held her hand: "Yujiao, forget it, let's go back."