Chapter 1202

the reporter didn't post a picture.What is this"Will you get pimples all over your face and become chubby and short" Let me know if you'd like anything else translated!"Huh Don't ruin my image of yo...Ou Yan raised her eyes and looked at him, "Your name is Shu Ya"

"Yes." Shu Ya tilted her chin up slightly, as if awaiting instruction from Ou Yan.

"The third place winner of last year's Asia Design Competition" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

No one expected that even Ou Yan knew this, and even Shu Ya's proud eyes held a hint of surprise. "Have you been paying attention to this competition"

"You've regressed," Ou Yan said softly, flipping through the design draft in her hand. "Given your last year's level, you shouldn't be like this this year."

Just as Shuya was about to speak, Ou Yan picked up a pen from beside her and directly modified the original manuscript.

The lace on the shoulders of this dress is too much, very few people can pull it off. If you want to keep the lace, consider mine like this.

When she added lace trim, the dress instantly went up several levels.

Everyone was astonished. They couldn't believe she could come up with so many designs in such a short time, and they were even more surprised by how well she drew them. It was clear she was a professional.

Compared to this, Shuya's previous drawings were simply appalling, a complete disaster.

With a few simple strokes, a beautiful and graceful skirt comes to life on paper.

Shu Ya was stunned speechless. She couldn't believe that Ou Yan could modify the skirt to be so stunning...

Before this, she thought her design drafts were perfect, impeccable, and Yue Yan absolutely couldn't find any fault with them......

To my surprise, after Ou-Yan's revisions, her original drawings were practically garbage.

There is no harm without comparison.

Then Eu-yan said something, but she didn't hear it. Her mind was blank. It wasn't until a while later, when the crowd erupted in thunderous applause, that she came back to herself slightly.

Shu Ya didn't know how she reached out and took it, nor how she flipped through these drawings page by page, receiving so many shocks....

One could only see people constantly taking out their designs in the crowd, hoping for guidance from Ou Yan...

Several employees are still asking about Ou Yan's identity...

Si Ye Chen, after ending his phone call, returned to see his girl surrounded by people. His eyes softened instantly.

"Madam ˾, could you take a look I feel something's off about these styles, but I can't quite put my finger on it."

"Take a look at mine I drew these when I had inspiration this morning, several designs in one go. But after calming down, I feel they're mediocre, I don't know what's wrong."

"I'm quite satisfied with my sketch, but I wonder if it could be even more stunning. Mrs. Si, would you mind taking a look and telling me what else needs improvement"

A crowd of people surrounded Ou Yan, asking for advice. Ou Yan didn't get impatient, but instead picked up a pen and helped them revise page by page.

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"Oh my gosh, I never thought of changing the neckline like that, it looks so good."

"After Mrs. Si changed it, I suddenly felt like I wasn't qualified to be a designer."

"Madam Si, how do you have so many ideas in your mind It seems inexhaustible."

"Yeah, we racked our brains and could only come up with these. After your change, we realized these clothes can be designed to be so stunning."

"Madam Si is definitely a big shot in the design world, isn't she Your level of skill surpasses many designers..." to pursue. Her slender fingers rested on the old man's wrist, it was deadly poison...Inside the car, Song Junlin waited quietly.Time keeps ticking by, minute by minute, but my niece hasn't come back...