When Nimolan woke up, the curtains in her bedroom were wide open. She blinked and stared at the bright sun, feeling dizzy.
The head butler came into the room with the newly cleaned cashmere carpet, smiled and said to Nimolan: "Young lady, I heard that you are going to be a judge of the Black Mosa Beauty Contest. I am really happy for you."
"What? Black Mosha?" Nimolan was stunned at the moment.
The head butler showed a puzzled expression: "Didn't the young master tell you? He told me this morning and asked me to make more clothes for you recently."
"He didn't tell me. Also, I don't quite understand what Black Mosa is." Nimolan asked with raised eyebrows.
The head butler stopped what he was doing and slapped his forehead: "Look at me, you have just arrived at Balik Manor not long ago, of course you don't know about Black Mosha!"
The chief butler put down the things in his hands, sat down next to Nimo Lan, and continued: "The Black Mosa Beauty Pageant is a beauty pageant held publicly by the 42 fashion companies under the Balik Group. It is a beauty pageant held every three years.
This year it happens to be held in our city, and you will attend as a judge."
"It is indeed a large-scale beauty pageant, but," Nimolan still didn't understand what the chief steward meant, "what does it matter if I am not a judge or not?"
"The judges of the beauty pageant must be professional. This year, the young master specially recommended you. In other words, if you become a judge this time, it will be equivalent to proving yourself to the world." After the chief steward finished speaking, he did not forget to join hands.
Make an expectant and excited expression with your hands.
Nimolan was deep in thought. She was a little embarrassed because she was very unsure of her own abilities. Although she studied design, she still had little knowledge of fashion, not to mention her professionalism and philosophy as a judge.
After thinking about it, Nimolan quickly got out of bed, washed up, put on his clothes and limped to knock on Ji Moxuan's study door.
Ji Moxuan said "come in" from inside, and Nimolan opened the door and went in.
She stood in front of him and stared for a long time before saying: "I don't think I am qualified to be elected as a judge of the Black Mosa Beauty Pageant."
"There is no way, it can't be changed. I have submitted my opinion. The notice came down early yesterday morning. The news about you as a judge has also been made public on the Internet. There is no way out." Ji Moxuan closed his signature pen and said,
He stood up and buttoned up his suit, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Nimolan.
Nimolan suddenly felt something strange about Ji Moxuan. The feeling was very similar to the feeling on her wedding night. She took a step forward, and the wound on her foot hurt. She couldn't help but let out a "hiss-" gasp.
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Ji Moxuan didn't move, but looked at Nimolan coldly: "Are there any questions?"
"Is it true that it can't be undone?" Nimolan confirmed for the last time.
Ji Moxuan's shiny leather shoes were fixed on Nimolan's side, and a cold and cruel voice came: "Really, you can't."
When the door closed, only Nimo Lan was left standing in the center of the huge study. Her brows were deeply furrowed and she couldn't believe it. She didn't believe that Ji Moxuan had changed so much overnight. She was murmuring last night.
The words turned into cold words and ice words now.
Nimolan returned to the group building and reported the progress during this period when he saw Ruan Muhong. Ruan Muhong expressed his affirmation of Nimolan's performance and also put forward some opinions. Nimolan listened carefully. After that, Ruan Muhong
He personally went to the bar to pour two cups of coffee and handed one to Nimolan: "I heard that you are going to participate in this beauty pageant as a judge of Black Mosha. Congratulations, this is a rare opportunity that will make you happy.
The image of the mistress of the Leake family has deepened the impression within the group."
"I don't even know about this beauty contest, and I've never heard of it before." Nimolan said bitterly.
Ruan Muhong smiled: "Of course, this is an internal beauty pageant within the group. Generally, it will only be reported, and there will not be any video broadcast, because the clothes worn by the models in the beauty pageant are all new products of the next season's internal fashion company within the group, which can be said to be commercial.
Confidential display.”
"So that's it." Nimo Lan suddenly felt that this beauty pageant was extremely sacred.
Ruan Muhong changed the subject at this time: "But this year is still different."
Nemolan asked: "What's the difference?"
"This time the group approved Ji Moxuan's proposal and announced the beauty pageant to the public. The Black Mosha Pageant will become a public program. This year's event is considered the first one." Ruan Muhong explained.
Nimolan asked in confusion: "Didn't they say they were all new products? This would reveal a lot of secrets."
"Yes, it is indeed true, but the group also has another saying, that is, with more than 40 big fashion brands, it is not a big problem to release new clothes. Moreover, in this year's finals, models have to wear the judges' designs.
They are participating in the catwalk, so the focus is still on the judges." Ruan Muhong said pointedly.
Nimolan was immediately shocked! What? How is this possible? He has no experience, connections and skills to design catwalk clothes or a world-class beauty pageant... How is this possible? Even if he has a hundred hands and
It would be impossible for a thousand brains to design clothes suitable for that kind of occasion!
Ruan Muhong seemed to see Nimolan's embarrassment, and couldn't help laughing: "What kind of medicine did you use on Ji Moxuan, and he actually pushed you to the stage so hard?" This sounded like a question, but it was actually an affirmation.
The first answer is that Nimolan begged Ji Moxuan to let him be a judge!
She couldn't argue. After all, in this beauty pageant, no matter how many designers wanted to be judges, they were not qualified.
Nimolan came out of Ruan Muhong's office and sat back at her small desk. At this time, a courier handed a box to her: "Is this Miss Nimolan?"
"Ah?" Nimolan didn't respond.
The courier pointed to his colleague over there and explained: "I looked around but couldn't find your person. Later they told you it was Miss Nimolan."
"Oh, okay, okay." Nimolan picked up the pen and signed.
The moment he opened the box, Nimolan's tears fell. There was a little stuffed bear lying inside, and it was pure white and very beautiful.
Chief Ni... Nimolan recited these three words silently in his heart, and all the sorrow and sadness gathered in his nose in an instant, and he cried miserably.
At this time, a tissue was handed to her. Nimolan took it, wiped her face, raised her face and looked over, and happened to meet Leng Ran's smiling eyes.
"Hey, why do I always catch you crying?" Leng Ran said jokingly.
Nimolan quickly wiped away his tears: "What are you doing here?"
"I came here to find Mo Xuan. I came downstairs to see you. I'm worried about the wound on my foot. Have you applied medicine on time?" Leng Ran looked concerned.
He actually looks very approachable and handsome. The combination of shirt and sweater makes him look very warm, not cold at all. Nimolan said: "The wound is not very deep."
Leng Ran put a small box in front of her: "Here are some medicines. If you follow the instructions and apply them, there will be no scars."
"No, thank you." Nimolan flatly refused.
Leng Ran said solemnly: "This is not given to you for free. I heard that you are going to be a judge for Black Mosha. I am also studying design. If you are willing, please take me to design your clothes together. I also want to learn.
study."
This is embarrassing for Nimolan. She shook her head: "I'm not a professional. I'm already under a lot of pressure to be a judge. How can I bring you with me? I don't have any confidence in myself. You should find another judge."
, so as not to delay yourself."
"Those judges are all abroad, and you are the only one who is the most recent. I am not going to learn skills, I just want some experience. I just want to follow you. Don't be too burdened." Leng Ran explained.
Nimolan thought deeply for a while, but in the end he still hesitated.
Leng Ran pointed to the small box he gave Nimolan and said: "Remember that when the wound is almost healed, use the medicine in it when there is some itching. There must be no scars. You want to think about it, I have to go back
Yes, there is still a meeting to be held." After saying that, he raised his hands and walked towards the elevator, not giving Nimo Lan a chance to say anything unnecessary.
Nimolan spent this day thinking.
When she went home in the evening, Butler Lin came to pick her up in person. When he saw her limping over, Butler Lin couldn't help but said: "Young lady, please rest at home during this time and don't go to work anymore. Your foot injury is not healed yet."
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Nimolan waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I can't lose my job."
Back at the manor, Nimolan went directly into the small study and turned on the computer to search for information about the Black Mosha Beauty Contest. When she saw the word "Tianxue" on the list of judges, her hands were shaking so hard that she couldn't even move the mouse.
Can't go down.
No, is this another farce to humiliate yourself? Ji Moxuan, why do you do this to me? It turns out that only by humiliating you in every possible way can you get the joy of revenge. All the sweet words last night were just a trick you played.
Nimolan looked at the photos of the judges generated on the screen and clenched his fists.
She originally wanted to give up on herself, because since they wanted to see her embarrassed, she should let them see her, and not design it or design it poorly, only then would she be in line with their wishes.
However, when she saw the teddy bear sent by Commander Ni, her bones were suddenly filled with strength. Yes, in the field of design and fashion, her thoughts and opinions were not necessarily bad enough to allow herself to abstain. Nimo Lan
!Must participate! This is your dream, your stage, you must be responsible for yourself!
Thinking of this, Nimolan picked up the bear and kissed it hard, then lay back on the chair and sighed deeply. Ji Moxuan, I am willing to give up everything for you, and I will become truly perfect for you.
I want to be the mistress of the Balik family. Even if we end up being separated, I will never relax because my Commander Ni has given me the blessing I want most.