Chapter 50: The Queen of Doom "Nothing." George said, "The makeup artist was praising your beauty." Wen Si, who had no hearing impairment throughout the whole process: "..." In the end, she couldn't hold back her contempt and sneered out loud on the spot. The laughter attracted Wen Yu's attention. She turned her head and said with a frown, "What are you laughing at?" "If you came all the way here just to see me make fun of you, then congratulations, you succeeded." "I'm just stupid. I've never been a good student since I was a kid. My English is so bad that I need a translator even to listen to other people talking. I'm not like you, Miss Wen, who is young, beautiful, smart, graduated from a prestigious school, and speaks English more fluently than her mother tongue. Are you satisfied with what I said?" Wen Si, who had no idea what she was trying to break, said: "..." What is this all about? baffling. Seeing Wen Yu's expression as if facing a great enemy, she hesitated for a long time and finally chose to shut up.
Everyone has their own destiny, so she should just take care of herself first. After putting on makeup, Wen Si and Zhao Shuwan followed the staff to another tent. It houses the special guest actors that the program crew specially found for the photo shoot. There are more common horses, camels, cats, dogs... There are also relatively rare eagles, lions, tigers... Wen Si and Zhao Shuwan already had a target in mind, so they headed straight for the reptile area and selected a small black king snake. The black king snake was pitch black all over. It coiled up in the breeding box, hissing and spitting out its tongue. Zhao Shuwan was not frightened by the huge beasts, but was frightened by a small pet snake and could not walk. He only dared to take a glance from a distance and said, "Are you sure you want to take a photo with such a terrifying creature? We still have time to change our plans!" "You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. If you want to take photos that stand out from the crowd, you have to dare to do what others dare not do." As he was speaking, Wen Si, under the guidance of the staff, had already caught the black king snake and coiled it around his hand. While he was examining it, he asked Zhao Shuwan, "Are you sure you don't want to touch it? This little thing is icy cold and feels really good." "No, no, no, no thanks." Zhao Shuwan shook her head frantically, thinking, what if she could be a female boss? Just this courage to be the first in the world is enough for her to learn for a long time. After the photo shoot was completed successfully, the next step was voting. The host gathered fashion connoisseurs together and played photos taken by designers and guest performers on the LED screen. And in order to ensure absolute fairness and justice, the faces of the guest performers in the photos are blocked by mosaics. Fashion connoisseurs need to choose the photo that appeals to them most and then vote. After the voting was over, the host revealed the answers one by one. The first thing projected onto the big screen was a photo full of exotic scenery.
The model in the photo is dressed in red and covered in beads. She is walking barefoot in the desert, leading a camel, looking like a desert princess. "This is obviously from Zhao Shuwan's group. She is best at this style!" "I think so." "Although she is very beautiful, I think she is too conservative and always stays in her comfort zone. I am a little tired of seeing her." Fashion connoisseurs are talking about it. "So which group did this photo belong to?" With the host's mysterious voice, the answer was revealed. After the mosaic was removed, fashion connoisseurs recognized at a glance that the desert princess in red in the photo was Wen Yu, George's guest performer! The slap in the face came too suddenly, and those fashion connoisseurs who insisted that this photo was definitely Zhao Shuwan's work were all stunned. "What?" "Oh my god! This photo was taken by George and his guest performers!" "George actually changed his style? Or is it a Chinese style that is in stark contrast to the original one?" “Hmm~” George, who had been cueed to the stage by the host, shrugged and said in a playful manner, “How is it? Are you shocked by my new style?” Fashion connoisseurs nodded in agreement. After some comments, the host announced the final number of votes for the photo taken by George and Wen Yu. The number of votes was neither too high nor too low, just enough to keep him in fifth place and successfully advance to the second round. George was so happy that he picked up Wen Yu and spun her around on the spot, and blew a few kisses to the fashion connoisseurs in the audience. After congratulating George, the host asked them to leave the stage. A new photo with a completely different style from George's work was also projected on the LED screen at the right time. The model in the photo is wearing a khaki gown and standing on a barren sand dune. Her skirt fluttered in the wind and her sword was carried behind her. In the afterglow of the setting sun, she looked down upon everything like the queen of this desolate wasteland. The only thing that kept her company was the little snake that was spitting out a letter in her hand. Fashion connoisseurs have given high praise to this photo because of its strong sense of desolation and loneliness, and its sense of story when taken carefully. They have been speculating on who took the photo. "Pitt's, right?" a fashion connoisseur said, "This guy is the best at this kind of shabby and wasteland style." "It could also be Chen Zhiliang's. I still remember his last series of works with a doomsday game as the theme." “No matter who took it, I love this photo! It captures the cool feeling of the apocalyptic heroine in my mind!” Amid their chattering, Wen Si and Zhao Shuwan held hands, silently waiting for the ranking to be announced. When the mosaic on the model's face was removed, fashion connoisseurs were slapped in the face again. "What? This is actually Zhao Shuwan's work?" "Oh my god! This is such a contrast to her usual style!"
"I have to say, she gave us a big surprise." The model in the photo has her lips tightly pursed and her eyes are stern. Her forehead, cheeks and chin are all covered with strings of spell-like words written in strange handwriting. But those slightly upturned fox eyes have an alluring charm, like the monsters in the popular ghost stories, which can bewitch and confuse people's minds if they are not careful. Powerful, mysterious, beautiful, yet extremely intimidating. Who else besides Wen Si can blend so many different temperaments together? Fashion connoisseurs’ knee-jerk reactions don’t lie, and when their votes and rankings were revealed, everyone was shocked! Even Wen Si and Zhao Shuwan could not have imagined that they would win the first place in this round of competition with this brave attempt! The girls cheered and hugged each other, while the host continued to announce the rankings. As more and more rankings are revealed, some designers are happy while others are worried. After the brutal elimination round, the second round of competition officially began. The designers, who had just been happy for a short while, were worried again. (End of this chapter)