fu jiatong was initially a little worried that luo chenxi would perform beyond her usual limits.
now that she saw the ready-to-wear model no. 8 was showing her, she was completely relieved.
looking at yan heng and the other judges, their faces were full of shock, obviously not satisfied with such a work.
fu jiatong smirked. " hehe, now everyone in the crew should know that the so-called first prize of the chinese style competition is just so-so! the designers in our country can't be compared to those who came back from studying abroad."
however, what fu jiatong didn't know was that the conversation between the judges was completely different from what she had imagined.
"this ... this ..."
yan heng's eyes widened in shock as he looked at the finished clothes made by luo chenxi. he was stunned for a while before he regained his senses.