Mo Tianyang grew curious. "Why do you say that?"
Without waiting for Ye Linlang's reply, Mo Tianyu burst into laughter. "Hahaha, Big Brother, why are you making fun of her? Does Ye Linlang know what's called a design? She's just trying to comfort Jin Jun."
Even though Mo Jin Jun hated Ye Linlang, she took the initiative to comfort herself. It would be a lie if she did not say that she was touched.
"Although you don't understand, thank you."
However, Ye Linlang shook her head and continued, "Your design is very intelligent. This is something that many competitors lack. However, you still need to be bolder when it comes to your work. Let go of your imagination and use whatever you think of. Regardless of whether it's suitable or not, draw it first. After repeated practice, you will break through your current state and find your own invention."
For a moment, everyone was shocked.
How could such a professional evaluation come out of this bumpkin's mouth!
A few pairs of eyes gradually became suspicious.
Ye Linlang knew what they were thinking. She grinned and added, "I heard it from a judge's teacher."
"Clang! Clang!"
"It turns out to be the judge's teacher."
"I'm dizzy! Ye Linlang, can you stop panting?"
Mo Tianyu and Mo Jin Jun yelled. They were very dissatisfied with the fact that they were almost brought to the court.
Although Mo Tianyang was not as exaggerated as they were, he still showed an expression of "that's true" on his face.
Originally, how could a bumpkin from the mountains know such a new thing?
Mo Ling was still focused on playing chess with the old man. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to them.
But when Zhong Rou'er turned her head inadvertently, she saw a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
That was a gentle expression that she had never seen before.
However, because of Ye Linlang's words, Mo Jin Jun's anxious mood became much calmer.
She secretly made up her mind that she must work harder to make the finals!
The finals of the design competition were different from the preliminary ones. The initial ones only needed to hand in the design drawings. In the finals, not only did they need the Forging Designs, but they also needed to make ready-made clothes.
In the next week, other than sleeping and eating, Mo Jin Jun spent the rest of her time in drawing pictures in her bedroom.
As for Zhong Rou'er, she did not sit in front of the computer and focus on drawing, unlike Mo Jin Jun, even though she did not go out like Mo Jin Jun.
She was very anxious.
This anxiety came from the fact that he did not know about the new judges, and also from his fear of Mo Jin Jun.
Everyone in the Mo family agreed that Zhong Rou'er was much better than Mo Jin Jun. After all, she had won first place in the first selection.
But only Zhong Rou'er knew in her heart that she had not learned anything new during her years of studying abroad.
It was not that the teacher did not teach her, but that she was busy with social affairs, thinking about entering the social circle of foreign socialites all day, and did not have the mood to study at all.
When she thought of how the judge had praised Mo Jin Jun, Zhong Rou'er felt a wave of lingering fear in her heart.
What if she lost to Mo Jin Jun in the finals...
No! There was no such thing! She would never allow such a thing to happen!
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhong Rou'er brought two cups of milk from the kitchen and some snacks. She went upstairs and knocked on the door of Mo Jin Jun's bedroom.
Mo Jin Jun opened the door. Zhong Rou'er lifted the tray in her hand and said with a smile, "Jin Jun, do you want to eat afternoon tea together?"
"Alright, alright!" Mo Jin Jun was very happy.
She was also a little tired, so it was good for her to rest and relax.
The two of them sat on the balcony of Mo Jin Jun's bedroom and chatted as they ate.
The content of the chat was naturally around the design contest.
Under normal circumstances, the designer's drafts had to be highly confidential. Mo Jin Jun had always carefully avoided this topic.
To her surprise, Zhong Rou'er took out her design draft first and handed it to her. "This is my design draft. Take a look at it for me. I haven't had a good idea in the past two days. I've been dissatisfied with it and it's useless to modify it many times."
Mo Jin Jun looked at her in surprise. When she saw that Mo Xuetong's expression was sincere and she did not try to hide anything, she reached out to take it.
But she couldn't figure it out after looking at it for a long time.
Her design style was completely different from Zhong Rou'er's. With her current level, even if she could draw on her own, it was impossible for her to guide others.
After a while, she handed the draft back with a pout. "Sorry, Sister Rou'er, I don't know what to do."
Zhong Rou'er couldn't help sneering in her heart.
She had long guessed that Mo Jin Jun would not be able to say anything.
Taking a step back, Zhong Rou'er would not accept any of Mo Jin Jun's advice.
She had come especially with afternoon tea to butter up to Mo Xuetong. She was certain that Mo Jin Jun would be led by Mo Xuetong's nose.
As expected, Mo Jin Jun continued, "Why don't I show you my draft as well? I happen to need Sister Rou'er's advice."
This was exactly what Zhong Rou'er wanted.
Zhong Rou'er didn't reveal anything on her face. She just smiled gently and replied, "Okay."
Mo Jin Jun's designs had been modified many times and there were many different versions of her designs. It was obvious that she had put in a lot of effort.
As Zhong Rou'er flipped through the pages, she memorized the outline of the draft.
After reading it, she casually pointed out a detail and gave a non-essential suggestion. Then, she returned the draft to Mo Jin Jun.
That night, Zhong Rou'er worked overnight and drew a new design draft according to the outline of her memory.
At first glance, it was exactly the same as Mo Jin Jun's design draft. However, if one were to show it to a professional, one would definitely be able to see the difference.
At the same time, Zhong Rou'er changed all the carefully designed details into the design of the street.
She wanted to use this fake design draft to secretly replace the one that belonged to Mo Jin Jun.
That way, Mo Jin Jun would never be able to defeat her.
...
On the night before she handed in her draft, Zhong Rou'er had come up with her own plan when Mo Jin Jun was not in her room.
Then, she came to the rooftop with Mo Jin Jun's original draft.
On the rooftop, there was a place where new vegetables were planted by servants. In order to pursue natural nature, they never used raw materials. Instead, they used natural nutrition, such as burning grass ash.
At this moment, Zhong Rou'er was standing beside a large metal can that was specially used to burn grass and ash.
She lit the drawings one by one with a lighter. She didn't leave with satisfaction until every one of them was ignited.
"If that's the case, I'll really have nothing to worry about," Zhong Rou'er thought happily.
As soon as the door of the rooftop was closed, Ye Linlang walked out of the shadows.
After dinner, Zhong Rou'er did not go to the gym with Mo Jin Jun because she suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Ye Linlang found it strange, so she took the opportunity to secretly touch her wrist.
The pulse was steady, and it didn't seem to be uncomfortable.
Something must have gone wrong.
Ye Linlang observed her secretly. As a result, she saw her sneaking into Mo Jin Jun's room.
The drawings burned slowly in the iron bucket. After Ye Linlang put out the fire, about one-third of them were not burned.
She carefully put away those fragments that had not been burned.