Stop There, Daddy

Time passed by imperceptibly and the National Fashion Master Competition was about to begin.

As the company of the domestic design industry’s come first on the list, Mannis became the host of the National Fashion Master Competition.

Mannis

Wen Luo was concentrating on helping He Siming handle a batch of documents. In the end, a document about the National Fashion Master Competition appeared.

Wen Luo looked at the competition process, but he felt a little familiar.

In fact, when she saw something about fashion design, she felt something throbbing in her heart. She seemed to have been in a related industry.

But Wen Luo still regarded this as her hot blood.

On a peaceful day, Shi Yu was still in the limelight. Becoming a famous designer was also the dream of many people.

Perhaps he had this dream before.

Wen Luo carefully studied the documents and found that there was no threshold for the national fashion master competition.

In other words, even if you were not a designer, without an award in the design industry, or a related major, you could still participate in the competition.

Inexplicably, Wen Luo was a little moved.

After work, Wen Luo returned home. Gong Yu was reading a newspaper on the sofa.

“Gong Yu,” Wen Luo said softly.

Gong Yu put down the newspaper and smiled. “What’s wrong, Luoluo?”

“Do you know what is going to be held at the National Fashion Master Competition?”

Gong Yu’s expression changed slightly but he still smiled and said, “I remember that the National Fashion Masters Competition was organized by Mannis. What’s wrong, Luo Luo, do you want to participate?”

“I want to participate, but I don’t know if I used to know about fashion design, so I came to ask you.”

Gong Yu stood up and walked over with a smile. He touched Wenrot’s head and said, “Luoluo, you are a very talented person, but you really don’t know fashion design.”

“But you’re very sensitive to fashion. You used to like buying clothes.”

“Is this the case?” Wen Luo stretched out his hands and looked at his hands, feeling a little confused. “Then what kind of person I used to be?”

Gong Yu patted Wen Luo’s shoulder and said, “Luoluo, don’t worry. Your memory will slowly come back.”

Wen Luo looked at the gentle Gong Yu and finally nodded.

The National Fashion Master Competition

Wenrot wore a black female suit and was busy handling some things at the venue.

As one of the top executives of Mannis, she was arranged to be in charge of part of the competition.

The preliminary round went smoothly and there were no big mistakes. As Wen Luo watched the judges review the designs of the designers, she had an inexplicable feeling.

It was because she could feel that the clothes were not designed well, and her opinions were sometimes agree without prior without previous consultation with the judges.

This made Wen Luo very puzzled, but Gong Yu said that she used to love fashion and clothing, so she didn’t think too much.

During the break, Wenrot went to the bathroom to get some makeup done.

As she applied the lipstick, Wen Luo accidentally shook her hand and applied it a little.

Wen Luo frowned and flipped through her bag. In the end, she didn’t find the wet towel to remove makeup, not even the toilet paper.

Coincidentally, a person walked over and Wen Luo thought about whether she could ask her to borrow one.

Wen Luo twisted his head and looked at the person.

It was a short-haired woman dressed in a gothic outfit. Her eyes were clear and her red lipstick was applied, but she didn’t feel like she couldn’t control it at all.

This person was none other than Chang Ning.

After getting married to Si Feng and giving birth, she came back to the design industry and prepared to win the top spot of the fashion master competition.

Wen Luo looked at her, feeling a little familiar and a strange sense of intimacy.

It seemed like Chang Ning wasn’t a good person to talk to, but Wen Luo still smiled at her and said, “Miss, may I ask if you have a tissue? I want to borrow one.”

Chang Ning looked at Wen Luo with a strange look in his eyes.

Why was this person so similar to Wen Shuyue?

Although her facial features weren’t similar, her voice, height, and aura were all very similar.

Chang Ning looked suspiciously at her work card.

Wen Luo.

Even the surname was the same.

Chang Ning silently remembered the name, took out a wet tissue and handed it to Wenluo.

After Wen Luo made up her makeup, she saw that Chang Ning was still standing aside.

Chang Ning spoke first, “Miss, for some reason, I feel familiar when I see you.”

Although Chang Ning was dressed in a neutral manner, Wen Luo didn’t think that Chang Ning was Les, something interesting to him.

She smiled and said, “Maybe we met before.”

Did they know each other before? Chang Ning was startled and asked, “Miss, what do you mean?”

Wen Luo didn’t want strangers to know that she lost her memory. She said, “Maybe we met before, but I didn’t notice you, but you noticed me.”

Chang Ning was suspicious, but it was hard for her to say anything when she said this.

“Miss, are you a staff member? I’m number 19. Later, you can take a look at my design. Maybe we can become friends,” Chang Ning said after a moment of consideration.

Wen Luo smiled and said, “Thank you. I will go and see your design later.”

After that, Chang Ning left first. After Wen Luo washed her hands, she left the bathroom.

After that, things went unusually smoothly. Nothing happened, and the staff members were very efficient. The media followed them as soon as possible.

When she was free, she remembered the female designer she had met in the bathroom before, so she came to the place where the designer’s work was displayed.

Very smoothly, Wen Luo found work number 19.

There was no reason for this. There were a lot of judges in front of work number 19.

It seemed like she was still a talented designer. Wen Luo thought this way.

Wen Luo found a gap and saw the design inside.

It was a set of punk wind attire with rivets and chains. The key point was that the black coat had many letters printed on it, but the be was full of unusual order. The meaning of some words was break with convention to the point where it was out of line, and it was very personality.

Wen Luo felt that this design was quite good and Chang Ning had also walked over.

After they got to know each other for a while, they exchanged their understanding of the Gothic punk style. However, there were many similarities in their thoughts. Chang Ning suggested that he could go to her shop after the competition.

When she arrived at the store, the first thing she saw was a long black dress.

Chang Ning smiled and introduced her, “This is a design designed by a friend of mine. She gave it to me, and this outfit has been adopted.”

Wen Luo looked at the long dress and seemed to think of something. Some memories appeared in her mind. She wanted to grab it but her head hurt.

She didn’t want to lose this opportunity. She tried her best to think about it but she fainted on the ground.