He even broke the relationship and brought the person backstage specially.
"Ruyi, there are many designers here. You and they will definitely have something in common."
Mrs. Song also listened to Gu Luoqi's words and arranged it so happily.
Shen Ruyi was a little cautious: "It's better not to use it, I'll just watch it from the audience."
"You want what you want."
Mrs. Song pulled her inside: "You have to look more and find inspiration to design good clothes. You see your daughter is so beautiful, she deserves the most perfect masterpiece."
"..."
What nonsense are these?
Shen Ruyi simply couldn't laugh or cry.
But she couldn't hold back Mrs. Song's enthusiasm and was dragged all the way backstage.
Mrs. Song held the VVIP VIP card, so the journey was smooth. The two of them arrived backstage and watched the designers, hairstylists, makeup artists and models walking around anxiously, exchanging information.
Shen Ruyi had not experienced this scene in eighteen years, and the blood in her bones was suddenly drawn out.
Mrs. Song quietly observed her actions, her eyebrows lit up and she said, "The designs of these dresses are not very good, they are not as good-looking as the dress you designed."
"...Thank you." Shen Ruyi smiled bitterly and explained: "However, it is not a comparison. Every designer has a different design concept and each has his own merits. Our country is indeed very good in fashion design. There is a lot of talent coming out.”
She had not been on stage for eighteen years, and she had already been photographed on the beach by these people.
"What's the matter? If you come out, you can definitely kill them in seconds." Mrs. Song held her hand and asked expectantly: "How about it? Do you want to consider returning to the stage?"
"...No."
Shen Ruyi smiled bitterly, looked at her skinny hands, and shook her head; "I won't bother."
Before Mrs. Song could say anything to comfort her, she was interrupted by a strange and sinister voice: "You can't be... Shen Ruyi, right?"
Shen Ruyi was stunned for a moment, then looked back. After seeing clearly who was coming, her expression changed slightly.
"Oh, is it really you?" The woman walked over wearing high heels and swaying, and glanced at her up and down, her eyes becoming more and more contemptuous; "Didn't you quit the design world a long time ago? What's wrong? It's been a long time. Come back after all these years?"
Shen Ruyi pursed her lower lip and said to Mrs. Song, "Let's go out first."
"Why are you walking!"
The woman stopped her directly, laughed and said, "If you still have the nerve, don't leave in a hurry."
Although Mrs. Song didn't know what happened, seeing these two people being arrogant and domineering, she also felt that the situation was not good. She was afraid that she could not protect Shen Ruyi, so she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Gu Luoqi.
Shen Ruyi turned around, gritted her teeth and said, "Stop saying a few words, I don't want to quarrel with you!"
"Haha, let me say a few words less? Why didn't you say a few words about your stealing of my works back then?" She raised her voice angrily.
The sound was so loud that everyone in the dressing room became quiet and looked over.
Shen Ruyi's face turned red and white.
She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't steal your work!"
"Why not?" The woman sneered: "The two works are exactly the same. They were displayed on the stage at the same time, and you showed them in front of me. Shen Ruyi, Miss Shen, you were so famous back then. Everyone thought that you Your talent will definitely not be plagiarized, so I thought I was plagiarizing you at the first time! If I hadn’t found out the truth later, I would have been accused of plagiarism for the rest of my life.”