Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 180 Believe Her

For Violet, the live broadcast was simply great. She was still worried about how to let everyone know that Phoebe liked to plagiarize. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Unexpectedly, Design Association took the initiative to help her solve this problem.

Phoebe noticed Violet's gaze, not knowing why she herself felt a little uneasy.

But she didn't ask, because Bruce had already taken the microphone and led 16 models on the stage of the conference room to announce the content of the competition.

So Phoebe could only stare back at Violet fiercely, and said silently, "What are you looking at?"

Violet understood what Phoebe meant, but did not answer. After smiling meaningfully at Phoebe, she looked back and listened carefully to Bruce's speech.

The theme of this competition was "Spring". The designer not only had to draw a design drawing of this theme, but also made clothes on the spot, dressed up the model they choose, and let the model show the dress they made.

Therefore, as soon as Bruce finished speaking, all the designers, except Violet, swarmed up to choose models.

A good model would not only bring some inspiration to the designer, but also affected the outcome of the competition.

Because of the model’s temperament, appearance, and catwalk style could make the designer more aware of which direction they should go to design. Even if the clothes were not particularly brilliant, but if the model wore it well, then it was also possible to win. That was why these designers were so crazy.

Stanley was also watching the live broadcast in his office of the Murphy Group. Fraser stood behind the office chair, pushed his glasses and asked inexplicably, "Other designers are grabbing models. Why didn’t Violet look so calm? ?"

Looking at those crazy designers who grabbed the models in the live broadcast, Stanley felt a little bored and fixed his gaze on Violet, who was calm, and said, "It is not necessary. With her ability, no matter which model, she can design the most suitable one."

"That being said. But this time the theme is spring, which represents gentleness. These designers grabbed all the models, leaving only one black model for Violet, which is not easy to design." Fraser looked at Violet walking to black model and said with some concern.

Oriental designers’ design styles were basically soft and conservative, so black models were rarely used because they felt that black models were only suitable for visual styles with a very prominent sense of fashion.

The visual styling was mainly wild and unrestrained, unable to show the gentle side of spring.

Stanley naturally knew this, but he was not worried about Violet at all. Instead, he leaned back in his chair lazily, put his hands in front of his abdomen, and said faintly, "See, she doesn’t feel flustered at all."

Upon hearing this, Fraser fixed his gaze on Violet's face.

Just as Stanley said, Violet didn't have any tension on her face, instead she still had a smile.

Seeing her smile, Stanley smiled slightly, "For a genius, if the game is too simple, it will be boring. If it’s difficult, as long as she wins, she can go further, right? ?"

Fraser looked down at Mr. Murphy who was very confident in Violet, and suddenly smiled.

Mr. Murphy who loved Violet did not worry about Violet. Why did he, an assistant, worry about?

At the scene of the competition, Violet led the black model to her design table in the eyes of a group of designers. Then, she took the tape, and began to measure the body data of the black model.

After the measurement, Violet let the model go to rest. She herself went to the cloth area to check the cloth provided by the association.

Because the cloth provided by Design Association were all ordinary and the colors were all basic colors, the designer’s design was limited and restricted a lot. The designers next to Violet all felt it so hard

"Violet, don't you worry about it?" At this time, an ordinary-looking female designer walked to Violet, choosing some cloth and talking to Violet.

Violet picked up a pure white chiffon and put it on her arm, and asked, "Why do I have to worry about?"

"Of course it's your model. The previous knockouts were based on design drawings. There was no model show. Now you not only get a black model, but the cloth is so less. How can you win?"

Although it seemed the female designer was worried about Violet, there was no the slightest worry in her tone, but rather ridiculed.

Violet didn't get angry when she heard it. She smiled faintly, put a red chiffon on her arm, and replied, "I don't know if I can win, but I know, I don't want to lose."

The female designer paused when she selected the cloth, and then opened her mouth in surprise, "You mean that you already have the inspiration?"

"Yes!" Violet didn't bother to be humble in front of her. She directly nodded and admitted.

As early as when she measured body data for black models, she already had a blueprint in her mind.

The female designer swallowed. The look in Violet's eyes had changed. She didn't look like she was contemptuous and triumphant just now. She smiled wryly, "Violet, you really deserve your reputation."

"She’s just bluffing." Phoebe controlled the wheelchair to the other side of Violet, and chipped in disdainfully.

When the female designer heard it, her eyes lit up. She immediately looked at Phoebe, "You mean that Violet had no design inspiration at all?"

"Yes!" The live broadcast microphone was so far away. Phoebe didn't worry that what she said would be recorded for the audience to hear.

Therefore, she did not constrain at all. She said with a sneer, "Who doesn't know that the meaning of spring is soft and gentle? Even if she can design, the black model can’t show its meaning."

"That's what I said." The female designer nodded, feeling reasonable.

Violet picked up the green chiffon and smiled, "Whether my model can show it, it’s none of your business. You two just need to worry about yourself, in case your designs lose to me in the end and your models lose to my model, you will be so embarrassed."

"Is it?" Phoebe rolled her eyes at Violet, "Then I want to see if you can beat me!"

After speaking, Phoebe also picked up a few pieces of cloth and left.

The female designer also left behind her.

Violet looked at the backs of the two of them, and squinted her eyes.

She saw it clearly. Phoebe didn’t choose the cloth carefully. Instead, she just glanced at it and took out some cloth from the cloth rack. As soon as Phoebe arrived in front of the model, the model took the initiative to come to her.

It could be seen that Phoebe not only inquired about the theme of this round of competition and the details of the competition, but also reached a consensus with the model in advance.

Violet had to say that in such a short period of more than a week, it was quite admirable for Phoebe to do this.

"But this kind of cheating can't be done for long." Violet lowered her eyelids, hiding the indifference in her eyes and muttered.

Then, she raised her head again, smiled, holding a few pieces of cloth, and returned to her design table. After closing the curtain, she began to draw design drawings and make clothes.

In addition to her, the designers on the scene also closed the curtains of their design tables. In this way, except for the audience in the live broadcast room, the people on the scene could not see the designer's work before the show.

Stanley clicked into Violet's live broadcast room. Seeing that she was drawing a design drawing, he couldn't help but became serious. He moved his face closer to the computer, wanting to see more clearly.