https://hotnovelpub.com Aimee also saw how dangerous Yamamoto's situation was at the moment, but she smiled without worry, "It's okay. Although she is far from her partner in style, I believe she could certainly solve problems with her partner. Otherwise, Yamamoto will not find her as partner. Didn’t she know what the design style of her partner was before?"
Violet nodded, "That makes senses."
"So, Yamamoto must know that the clothes designed by her partner don't match her jewelry, otherwise she would be surprised. However, she was only serious. Thus, she must have known it. I believe she and her partner will definitely be able to save the day."
"You have confidence in her." Violet asked with a smile.
Aimee twitched her hair and replied, "Of course, she is my opponent. I still have some confidence in her."
"If that's the case, then don't worry that you won't be able to compete with Yamamoto in the future."
"That's right." Aimee replied.
Violet stood up, "Okay, let's hand in the manuscript first. Aren't you still waiting to hug Jimmy?"
Aimee's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard it. She quickly stood up, "Let's go. What are you waiting for? Hand in the manuscript quickly."
Seeing Violet still sitting, Aimee hurriedly grabbed her wrist, pulled her up from the chair, and went up to hand in the manuscript.
Violet shook her head, got up and followed her to the jury's seat.
When passing by Yamamoto, Aimee paused for a while, "Yamamoto, my manuscript is already finished. How about you?"
"Mine too." Yamamoto covered her design with the stuff, looked up at her and replied.
A gleam of light flashed in Aimee's eyes. She deliberately turned a look of disbelief, "Really? You have finished painting? But you look sad and bitter. It doesn't seem so at all."
Yamamoto’s face sank, "Believe it or not, I don't need to show you the evidence."
After all, it was not the time to make the manuscript in open, so she couldn't show her designs to Aimee.
Aimee tutted a few times, "Don't get excited. I didn't say I didn't believe you. I just saw your frowning. I am a little worry about you. Frowning is not something you always do. You are always confident in yourself. As you make such a look, you are dissatisfied with the design, right? If so, you have to be careful. I'm very satisfied with my design. Maybe in the end, you may lose to me.
At that time, you don't deserve to compete with me."
When Yamamoto heard Aimee’s words, she was blushed with anger, "Don't worry. Your wishful thinking will definitely not come true in the end. I will never lose to you. In my opinion, the one who loses in the end will only be you."
"How arrogant you are! Okay, then I'll wait and see." Aimee shrugged, raised her feet in disapproval, and continued to walk forward, as if she didn't take Yamamoto's words seriously at all.
When Yamamoto saw Aimee like this, she was furious.
The costume designer next to her also looked worried, "Yamamoto, she doesn't seem to think we will win at all."
"Of course she doesn't think we can win after saw my frowning. She's not a fool. How could she not see that there is a problem with our design? So she came over to attack me on purpose." Yamamoto said angrily.
The costume designer beside her heard this, and bowed her head knowingly, "I'm sorry, Yamamoto. It's all my fault. Your design has been completely drafted, and it's very perfect. It's my design that can't keep up with yours..."
"It's not that your design is bad. Your design is very innovative. It's just not the same style as mine." Yamamoto waved her hand, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Just discuss our ways to blend our style. We have lost to them in the submission, but we must not lose in the competition."
She could recognize that others stood on the same level as her, but she must not be surpassed by others.
So no matter what, she couldn't lose to Aimee.
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