No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 520

hapter 520 Hannah’s Free Labor

The contestants started whispering. The theme sounded simple, but it was actually a huge test of how much they really knew about art and culture.

But what the host said next really shocked everyone.

“To test the designers‘ overall abilities, the final round will follow these rules. First, all designers must finish their final design sketch on–site before 6 p.m. today. Second, using the fabric library provided by the organizers, each designer must make the outfit themselves. Third, and most importantly, there are no professional models. Every designer has to walk the runway in their own creation!”

The moment the rules were announced, gasps spread across the hall.

“What? We have to make the clothes ourselves?”

“Oh my God, how is one day enough? From sketching to pattern making to sewing…”

“And we have to walk the runway too? Is this a joke?! I’m not a model!”

During the preliminary round, they only needed to submit a design sketch that matched the theme.

But now, the finals had turned into a brutal DIY making–and–modeling challenge. For many designers who were good at drawing but lacked hands–on experience–and had zero runway experience–it felt like a bolt from the blue.

Amelia listened to the contestants groaning and complaining, and a tiny smirk played on her lips.

She was already looking forward to seeing what kind of scene Hannah would cause later.

Amelia remembered it clearly. Hannah’s flashy resume was full of suspicious awards.

Ethan could pay for PR, use his connections, or even hire someone to draw designs for her. But there was no way he could magically give her the real skill needed to make a piece of high–end clothing by herself.

Meanwhile, after a moment of panic, Hannah’s eyes lit up. She quickly came up with a plan.

She immediately called over the few designers who had been following her around earlier and acted like the leader of a team.

“Everyone, don’t panic!” she said with a serious expression. “The organizers must have a reason for these rules. Time is tight, and it’ll be hard if we all work alone. What we need right now is teamwork.”

She looked around at the group and revealed her real idea. “How about this? Let’s form a small group. We each finish our own design sketch, but during the production stage, we help each other out. You help me cut fabric, and I help you sew the edges. That way, everyone’s efficiency will improve!”

For the designers who were just as lost and anxious, this suggestion felt like a lifesaver.

“Hannah’s right! We should work together!”