“Your model, of course. Previously, designers were eliminated based on the blueprints of the outfits. There was no runway segment at all. Now, you’ve got a tanned-skinned model, and the fabrics are so plain and ordinary. How are you going to win?”
Although the designer had said that she was worried for Natalie, her tone did not carry even a hint of worry. Instead, she sounded like she was mocking Natalie.
Although Natalie could clearly smell the mockery in her tone, she remained calm and smiled faintly, grabbing a red piece of chiffon. “I don’t know if I can win, but I know I don’t want to lose.”
The designer froze for a moment before asking in surprise, “Does that mean that you’ve already found inspiration for your design?”
“Yup!” Natalie admitted carefreely, not in the mood to act modestly.
She had already come up with a basic idea for her design while taking the model’s measurements.
The female designer gulped, realizing that Natalie’s gaze now looked different. The designer no longer acted proudly as she laughed, embarrassed. “Ms. Smith, you really live up to your name.”
“What name, she’s just acting as if she’s that great.” Jasmine had silently wheeled herself over and interrupted their conversation.
When the designer heard Jasmine’s words, her eyes lit up. “Do you mean that Ms. Natalie doesn’t actually have any inspiration and is just talking big?”
“That’s right!” Since the microphone was far away, Jasmine was not afraid that her words would be captured and broadcasted on the live stream.
Thus, she sneered at Natalie openly. “Everyone knows that spring has to do with gentleness and softness. Even if she managed to design something, do you really think that that tanned-skinned model could pull it off well?”
“Makes sense,” the female designer replied, nodding in agreement.
Natalie grabbed her final green piece of chiffon and smiled. “You two don’t need to worry about me. Why don’t you worry about yourselves? If both my design and model won, it would truly be a slap on your face.”
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