As this sound rang out, the hearts of the entire audience could not help but rise to their throats, and they suddenly became strangely calm.
Everyone knows that with this sound, all the contestants in the tailoring competition must stop. The spectators want to see if anyone in this competition field has not stopped, as if watching others deflate.
It is one of the joys of their lives.
What makes those busybodies a little regretful is that all thirty contestants on the field stopped on time. Except for one particularly nervous guy, all of them had completed their works and were waiting for the judges to arrive and judge him.
Armor rating. Only the contestant who didn't complete the work looked uglier than eating shit. He went through many difficulties to get here, but he didn't expect to be defeated by his own hands in the end. I'm afraid there is nothing worse than this in the world.
It's an uncomfortable thing.
"Zhou Yu from Sky Empire? You didn't complete your work within the specified time?" Suddenly, Zhou Yu heard such a voice when his mind went blank.
Zhou Yu's face turned pale, his mouth opened wide, and he looked in the direction of Gongsun Yong. He suddenly couldn't explain. He couldn't say that he was the last one to be careless and didn't grasp the timing because he was preoccupied with looking at the beauty, right?
At this time, Zhou Yu's intestines were filled with regret. He never thought that lust would kill him. He looked at the almost unfinished armor in front of him. His two fists turned white except for the clenched fists.
There is no place to put his hand. Fortunately, he had planned to show off in front of Gongsun Yong before. This time it was good, the limelight was enough, but he would never be favored by Gongsun Yong in this life.
The face of the Sky Empire was completely defeated by him, and Zhou Yu knew that from now on, he would be considered a sinner of half of the Sky Empire.
Without giving any encouragement to the young man in front of him, the black-haired judge looked at this young tailor who "cannot withstand the force of Ya" with disdain. A "zero score" made Zhou Yu's brain bang. He continued arrogantly.
Go to the next contestant and give your most honest evaluation one piece at a time.
He is an August tailor, and he is proud of it!
After a while, the works of twenty of the thirty contestants on the field had been evaluated by him. Among the twenty works, eight were high-quality armors and twelve were top-grade armors. This fully reflected the
The level of contestants in a tailoring competition.
He leisurely came to a young-looking girl. The black-haired referee cast his eyes on the clothes made by this girl and suddenly let out a soft "Eh"!
This soft "Eh" was not loud, but the black-haired referee's heart was like a turbulent sea. Although the armor in front of him was only a lower-grade top-grade armor, its style was very unique and novel, and even more
What's rare is that this piece of armor is not only very effective in heat insulation, it's also very light. Just by looking at it, you can tell that this armor is prepared for the next step.
The tailoring competition is followed by the casting competition. Participants in the casting competition need to wear clothes made by the same group of contestants before to forge weapons. Perhaps this piece of armor has the longest distance among the thirty pieces of armor on the field.
There is a certain distance between being outstanding, but this piece of armor embodies a sense of unity, and this alone is enough to make the black-haired referee feel warm again.
"Great Empire of Great Britain, Gongsun Yong." The black-haired referee looked at the beautiful girl who sewed this dress, smiled and nodded, "The best lower-grade armor. Well, not bad, not bad."
Without saying a word of unnecessary praise, the black-haired referee walked in the direction of the next contestant.
Gongsun Yong didn't realize anything about this, he just smiled and nodded.
The two assistant referees following the black-haired referee could not see anything on the surface at this time, but their hearts were like turbulent waves! As an eighth-level tailor, the black-haired referee rarely praised people, only the two " "Not bad" is enough to give Gongsun Yong's work extra points. Even if it is also a low-level top-grade armor, Gongsun Yong's armor can now be ranked higher.
The works of the contestants on the field were also evaluated one after another. When it was all over, according to statistics, a total of thirteen pieces of high-quality armor were sewn this time, and a total of sixteen pieces of top-grade armor were left unfinished. One piece.
One by one, the names were finally read out from the referee's mouth and transformed into their rankings. As the reading started, Gongsun Yong was surprised to find that he could be ranked tenth. This was already a very remarkable result. Originally, in her It was speculated that she could only be ranked in the middle of the pack after she had just reached the level of seamstress in May, but her current ranking seems to be not bad.
Despite this, the rankings of Zhang Lin and Luo Fengfeng, both from the Great Britain Empire, were really bad. Therefore, the Great Britain Empire could only rank seventh in the final comprehensive tailoring ranking. However, If you could see Emperor Great Britain sitting at the VIP table, you would definitely find that Emperor Great Britain was so happy that he was grinning from ear to ear, as happy as a decades-old man marrying a young virgin wife.
"Did you see that little girl is my daughter?"
I don’t know how many times I repeated this sentence in the mouth of the Emperor. The nobles around me heard calluses on their ears. Gongsun Yong was the most beloved daughter of the Emperor. Everyone in the country knew that he was not so happy compared to the previous time when Gongsun Ying got a good ranking in the alchemy competition. This comparison showed how much weight the Sixth Princess Gongsun Yong had in his eyes.
At this time, many aristocratic children were already secretly thinking about chasing the sixth princess Gongsun Yong no matter what, as if chasing Gongsun Yong was not far from gaining the world.
After stepping back from the home court, Gongsun Yong triumphantly made a "V" sign for victory, and said with a smile: "How is it? How is it?"
"Not bad." Gongsun Ying spoke first.
"Princess Yong's grades are not bad." This girl Su Kongling's words were as bad as ever.
The masked warrior nodded and made no comment.
"Leave it to me next!" Peng Tiangong laughed and didn't comment at all.
"What about you?" Gongsun Yong glared at Gou Dian, obviously dissatisfied with Gou Dian's silence. The way she pouted her little mouth was very playful and cute, which made Gou Dian stunned for a moment, and a trace of evil fire appeared in his lower abdomen. .
Gongsun Yong saw Gou Dian's stunned look and seemed to see a hint of panic and nervousness in Gou Dian's eyes. He smiled and said, "Stare at this princess without blinking. Is there anything on my face?"
Gently shaking his head to get rid of the inappropriate thoughts, Gou Dian smiled and said jokingly: "No, it's just that the weather is a bit cold. But when I looked at Princess Yong, my heart beat faster and I became nervous, and suddenly it didn't feel so cold anymore.
"
When Gongsun Yong heard this, his face couldn't help but turn red! He sighed again and again, and Gongsun Yong made a grimace to Gou Dian again, completely forgetting to ask Gou Dian how he had just performed.
The Masked Warrior (Yang Feng'er) glanced at Gou Dian with disdain. How come she has never seen such sentimental words said to her by this brat? With a slight snort, the Masked Warrior turned around and said
I plan to teach this brat Gou Dian a lesson in a while and let him know the sin of teasing little girls at will.
Gou Dian suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. Although he didn't know why, he said "I'm sorry" first, which made the people around him a little confused. Gou Dian didn't care, since there was nothing wrong with saying "I'm sorry" anyway.
When the masked warrior (Yang Feng'er) next to him heard this, he didn't know why the jealousy he had just lost by half.
The group of people walked out along the path, and then dispersed their things. There will be a competition tomorrow, and those who have not yet competed really need to recharge their batteries, while those who have already participated in the competition can relax.
"After changing this armor, how about a meal?" Gou Dian said abruptly.
Yang Feng'er, who had just taken off the Qilin mask, said hastily: "You brat, what did you just say?"
"I asked if you would like to have a meal with me or something." Gou Dian smiled playfully and extended the invitation again.
Yang Feng'er stared at Gou Dian suspiciously, looking left and right, as if he wanted to see from Gou Dian's face what kind of conspiracy he had.
"There is no conspiracy, only conspiracy! Isn't it okay to treat a beautiful woman to a meal?" Gou Dian glared at Yang Feng'er angrily. It was rare that he was in the mood to pay. Why is this girl so suspicious?
"I'll pay." Gou Dian added, as if he was afraid that Yang Feng'er wouldn't agree.
Looking at Goudian's child-like appearance, Yang Feng'er chuckled. Although she didn't know what kind of wind was blowing, she still said: "Then what are you waiting for?"
With that said, the girl had already changed out of her suit of armor and walked towards the Dragon King Restaurant.
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The next day.
early morning.
When the first ray of sunshine fell from the sky on this land, earlier than anyone else, Peng Tiangong was already sitting cross-legged in the middle of the competition field. His face was full of indescribable excitement, and he used the old man to marry a virgin wife.
No words are enough to describe his cheerful expression.
Not many people can understand what kind of cramp this guy has to look forward to a game so much, but those who are familiar with him know that this is just because Peng Tiangong is a casting idiot whose head is full of muscles.
Except for Zhu Zhu and his sister Peng Fei, there is probably nothing in this world that can enter his discernment.