The competition had officially begun.
The host came on stage and announced the title of the competition, which was simple: to design a dress for their model partner.
Type of dress was up to the designers, but it had to bring out the model's temperament as well as their strengths.
Instead of just using the model as a hanger, as usual, regardless of whether the clothes match the model or not, they had to treat the model as a guest and design clothes for the model.
Linda's temperament, which Violet knew too well, she was lively.
Linda was a model, so naturally she had a good shape.
So to design a dress for Linda was easy for her.
With that thought, Violet smiled at Linda, then looked down and began to draw.
Pennie frowned slightly, and a sense of crisis surged in her heart, as she found that Violet drew so quickly.
She then tapped the studs in her ears.
Soon, a husky female voice came out of the studs.
The female voice was so low in volume that only Pennie could hear it, "Wait, I'll draw it for you right now."
When Pennie heard this, her tightly furrowed brow stretched out, the crisis in her heart was lifted, and looking at Violet, there was only provocation left in her eyes.
About an hour later, Violet finished drawing her design, which was a halter dress with a short front and trailing back.
This dress brought out both the feminisms of Linda and the cute side of her personality.
Linda's long legs would only be shown off by the trailing tail of her dress.
After that, it was a simple matter of making the dress out.
Because of time issues, the dresses could not be made into ready-made garments, but simply pieced together until they were similar to the design and ready for the models to wear, and then a runway show was held before the judges announced the results.
Violet got up and walked towards the fabric section, ready to choose fabric to make her dress.
Just at this time, Pennie came over and stood next to Violet, choosing fabrics while striking up a conversation, "Miss Hunt, are you confident that you'll be assigned to Group A?"
The so-called Group A was, of course, the group with the best performance and the most talent.
There were dozens of designers in the room, and of course they all wanted to be in Group A. But it was not easy to get in.
After all, being able to participate in the international competition proved that everyone was talented, so it was still unknown whether they would end up in the Group A or not.
Violet tilted her head slightly and smiled at Pennie, "I don't know, let's wait for the judges to decide."
Pennie's gaze flickered, "I think you can be in Group A, because your talent for design is rare."
"I'm only slightly talented, not as excellent as you said." Feeling the hostile gazes around her, Violet laughed lightly.
Pennie’s eyes went cold, but her face still maintained a smile, "Miss Hunt, you are modest."
"I'm not being modest, I'm telling the truth. Well, Miss Hamilton, there's no fabric I want here, I'll go over there. "
After saying that, Violet walked towards the other side.
Linda came to her side, "Violet, I heard it. Pennie is sinister, deliberately boasting about your talent in front of so many designers and saying that you can enter Group A. Isn't that just making enemies for you?"
There were so many designers who wanted to enter Group A, and if Pennie said that Violet could enter, so there would be one less spot in Group A.
Those designers would be hostile to Violet, and might even stitch her up in the future.
Violet looked at Linda's exasperated look with a smile, "Well, I'm not angry, so you don't be angry. I know what she's up to."
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