The annual China Cup Fashion Design Competition will be held here.
Ou Yan parked the car in the parking lot outside the center and went to the main entrance to find Yin Panpan.
The entire convention and exhibition center was filled with competition flags inside and outside, and competition banners were hung up, giving it a very competitive atmosphere.
There were a lot of people taking part in the competition today, and many reporters were waiting at the door. When they saw famous designers, they quickly clicked the shutter.
Yin Panpan stood alone in the corner. When he saw Ou Yan, he waved hurriedly, "Mr. Ou, here!"
Ou Yan walked briskly, exuding a cold aura, "Just call me Ou Yan, I will be your assistant today."
"Okay." Yin Panpan nodded quickly, "Have you had breakfast?"
"have eaten."
"Why isn't your hand bandaged?" Yin Panpan found that her right wrist was still bruised and swollen, and hurriedly rummaged through her backpack, "Let me bandage it for you. I just bought gauze and ointment on the way here.
..."
"No."
Ouyan didn't want to attract attention. There were cameras facing them throughout today's competition.
She doesn't want to be the center of attention.
When Yin Panpan saw that she was not tied up, he took off the gauze himself, revealing his two red and swollen hands.
"I missed the medicine last night."
"Ah?" Yin Panpan didn't expect that she would notice it after just one glance, and hurriedly explained, "There isn't much left of the ointment last night..."
She still squeezed hard and finally squeezed out a little bit.
"But I bought new ones on the way here. If your hand hurts later, you can tell me."
"Um."
When entering the main hall, Yin Panpan showed a text message indicating successful registration and exchanged two competition cards.
She is designer number 16.
Ou Yan is Assistant No. 16.
By swiping their cards along the way, the two of them can successfully enter the home court.
This is the first time for Yin Panpan to come to such a sacred place, "There are so many people here, so beautiful..."
Ou Yan glanced at the street sign and said, "This way."
Numbers 1 to 20 are in rest area A.
At this time, there were only a few designers and assistants in the rest area. As soon as Yin Panpan entered, she heard someone calling her name.
"Yin Panpan? Why are you here?!"
Yin Panpan followed the reputation and was equally unhappy, "Yin Qing?"
"You are really poor and bold, you dare to come anywhere."
Yin Qing wore a gorgeous little dress and came to Yin Panpan arrogantly. She was about to avenge her last time when she raised her eyes and saw Ou Yan standing next to her.
The raised hand could only be taken back abruptly.
"We are the losers here!" Yin Qing did not dare to touch them, so she could only keep saying, "Don't cry if you lose later!"
"Hmph, you're the one who's crying." Yin Panpan mustered up the courage to reply bravely, "How can someone who doesn't even understand design have the nerve to come here to gather people?"
"Me? Are you here to gather people?" Yin Qing smiled scornfully, "Who told you that I was here to participate in the competition?"
"Aren't you?" Yin Panpan looked at her suspiciously.