Since being pulled into his arms, Ji Qingying's breathing seemed to be stagnant.
She didn't dare to breathe hard, afraid that everything now was an illusion.
There is a warm feeling behind the ear.
The breath he let out while speaking fell on it, and it felt warm to the touch.
The wet feeling made Ji Qingying's ears numb and her legs weak.
She heard her own heartbeat. And... the heartbeat of the man in his arms.
Very heavy, not like his usual state.
It seems that he didn't get a response from her, and Fu Yanzhi said "um" in a suppressed voice.
In a questioning tone, the word seemed to be humming from his nose, making Ji Qingying's heart ticklish.
…
She felt that Fu Yanzhi committed a foul.
After a few seconds.
Fu Yanzhi was the first to let go of her hand and took a step back.
By this time, Ji Qingying can be considered to be able to breathe normally.
She slowly raised her head and looked at the man in front of her.
When the sun shone in the morning, he just blocked the sunlight in front of her. The light and shadow were above his head, with a small aperture, which looked indescribably warm.
His eyebrows were handsome, but not as cold as usual.
Between the brows, there is some indescribable tenderness.
The two looked at each other silently for a while, until a strange voice broke in, and the two returned to their senses.
"Ji Qingying."
Ji Qingying looked sideways and saw Sun Yijia standing not far away.
She frowned slightly.
Fu Yanzhi followed her line of sight and asked in a low voice, "Colleague?"
"It doesn't count."
Ji Qingying recovered and looked up at him: "I'm here, you..."
"I what?"
Fu Yanzhi suppressed the smile in his eyes.
Ji Qingying blushed and whispered, "I like this encouragement very much."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
He looked at her flushed cheeks and ears, and smiled dumbly.
Even if she is shy, she can work hard to add another fire.
He paused and responded in a low voice, "Come on."
"it is good."
Ji Qingying looked at him, and there was longing in the fox's eyes: "Then... don't forget that I won the award and want to reward me."
Fu Yanzhi stared at her glowing pupils and nodded, "Go in, you can call me if you have anything."
"I'm leaving."
Ji Qingying looked back at him three steps at a time.
Fu Yanzhi laughed and stood still.
It wasn't until she entered the hotel that Fu Yanzhi returned to the car.
He didn't drive away immediately.
Fu Yanzhi opened half of the windows to let in the warm summer breeze.
He stretched out his hand, and the faint fragrance of the wind dissipated in the car.
It was the fragrance of Ji Qingying's body.
She likes jasmine very much, and every perfume seems to have the fragrance of jasmine, light, not strong, and smells good.
Fu Yanzhi paused and smiled suddenly.
He put his elbows on the edge of the car window and rubbed against his forehead.
The tiredness of not sleeping all night disappeared in an instant.
Just that hug.
Not on impulse.
Fu Yanzhi knew what Ji Qingying wanted, and his actions were telling her more bluntly.
He was acquiescing in everything she did.
Whether it's an inch, or something else, she can do it.
As Lin Haoran said, they have seen too many partings in the hospital.
I have also seen too many broken families.
Fu Yanzhi was also chased.
Every time, he cuts off from the beginning.
But to Ji Qingying, he was helpless. Even if she treats her with indifference, she can always come to him with a smile and joy.
Those eyes can't deceive anyone.
Also for various reasons, Fu Yanzhi seemed to have given in to her from the very beginning.
It's not that he didn't notice this change in himself.
on the contrary.
very clear.
It is precisely because of clarity that he has become cautious and calm.
His profession may be sorry for her liking for a long time.
Even, she may not be able to accompany her many times when she needs it.
Anyone can accept it for a while.
So long. Fu Yanzhi was not sure.
Ji Qingying is much more fragile and sensitive than he imagined.
So Fu Yanzhi wanted her to think about it, prepare her, and give her enough time to think about whether she really wanted to enter his life.
She stepped into his world.
Then can't go.
It is fine to say that Fu Yanzhi is domineering or selfish.
He was born that way.
Just thinking about it, Fu Yanzhi's phone vibrated.
He opened it subconsciously, and there were two messages from Ji Qingying on it.
Ji Qingying: [You agree that I am chasing you, right?]
Ji Qingying: [Then I can ask you casually in the future, right? Then you can't give others a chance to chase you, only me.]
Fu Yanzhi smiled suddenly.
Ji Qingying actually understood everything he did. She is smarter than everyone thinks.
Fu Yanzhi stared at the message interface for a long time, then replied: [An Xin competition, no one else.]
Ji Qingying held the phone and laughed silently.
She wondered if Lin Haoran had spoken to Fu Yanzhi about their conversation last night.
But either there or not. It didn't affect her liking for Fu Yanzhi.
She also understood why Fu Yanzhi gave in step by step, and even allowed her to go to the hospital to find him.
He was telling her about his life, his work.
lackluster. boring and busy. Sometimes they can't even reply to her messages in time.
That kind of loneliness and loneliness is not something ordinary people can bear.
He actually wanted to use this method to make Ji Qingying see his choice clearly.
When there is no depth, you can retreat unconditionally.
But once she chooses to move forward, she cannot quit halfway.
Prejudice.
Ji Qingying just wanted to move forward unconditionally, break into his life, work, and even stay in his heart.
With a smile on her lips, she lowered her head and replied: [Okay.]
Just after putting away the phone, Sun Yijia came over.
"Who was that just now?"
When Sun Yijia saw Ji Qingying, the two had already separated.
All she saw was a picture of two people standing face to face.
The smile on Ji Qingying's face was suppressed, and she looked at her lightly: "Is this question related to the competition?"
Sun Yijia: "You can't ask if you don't have it?"
"Can."
Ji Qingying said calmly: "But I can choose not to answer."
"you-"
Sun Yijia choked on her.
She was silent for a while, then laughed: "Are you afraid of being taken away again?"
Ji Qingying didn't lift her eyelids.
Sun Yijia smiled and thrust a knife into her heart: "By the way, I saw He Yuan some time ago, and he and Lin Xiaoshuang have broken up."
After speaking, she observed Ji Qingying's expression.
Unexpectedly, Ji Qingying's expression remained the same, without any fluctuation.
After a while, she gave Sun Yijia a look: "Finished?"
She pointed, "I'll go back to my room after that."
She didn't wait for Sun Yijia to respond, and pulled her luggage to the empty elevator.
Sun Yijia looked at her light-hearted back, and scolded through gritted teeth, "What are you pretending to be?"
Ji Qingying is really not pretending.
She really didn't feel much. For the two Sun Yijia just mentioned, she was already disgusted in college.
She is not a person who can think about the past, let alone someone who makes her feel sick.
She disdains and doesn't want to let people she doesn't like occupy her life.
Not long after arriving in the room, the theme of this competition was received in the mailbox.
It's an evening dress.
Make an evening gown from fabric in the room.
Everyone's model height, weight and even measurements were also sent to the contestants.
Ji Qingying glanced at it, the fabric in her room was sparkling small goldfish slices.
It is very suitable for the fabric used in evening dresses, but for her cheongsam lover, it is not so conventional.
everybody knows.
Cheongsam is generally made of brocade, mainly silk, and occasionally cotton and linen.
But such sparkling sequins are rarely used.
Ji Qingying squatted in front of the fabric for a long time before starting to draw.
During the design time, no one will come to disturb except the requirements of the contestants.
Time slipped through my fingers and passed in a flash.
When the dawn came out on the third day, Ji Qingying put down the needle and thread in her hand.
She opened the curtains to let in the morning light.
In the room, a sparkling cheongsam evening dress was officially completed.
Ji Qingying checked it all three times before he really felt relieved.
The official game is at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and they have to go backstage to prepare in advance.
But it's still early, Ji Qingying can sleep for two hours, and it will be past ten o'clock.
The designer competition of Sanqing's open selection is well-known in the industry.
Not only the industry, but also many laymen came to join in the fun.
When the crew's work came to an end, Melting Snow came over with several interested designers.
Chen Xinyu also arrived at the periphery of the show early.
"Miss Xinyu!"
As soon as Rongxue saw the person, he ran over enthusiastically.
Chen Xinyu smiled and hugged her passionately.
"Long time no see."
Rongxue smiled: "I miss you so much."
Chen Xinyu reached out and patted her shoulder: "I thought you couldn't make it."
Rongxue smiled: "I thought too, but I found out last night that the designer of our crew was also coming, so I rubbed a car."
Chen Xinyu patted her head and praised: "Smart."
Chen Xinyu glanced at the two tickets that Ji Qingying had left for him, and said in a low voice, "Our tickets are together. It hasn't started yet, so let's go get something to eat first."
"it is good."
After the two finished eating, they returned to the outside of the show, and then they began to check tickets.
After entering, Rong Xue looked around for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Did Sister Qingying chase after Dr. Fu?"
Chen Xinyu smiled and pinched her face: "Not yet, but soon."
Rongxue's eyes lit up: "Then Dr. Fu won't come today?"
Chen Xinyu shook his head: "Maybe I have to go to work."
Melting Snow: "Oh."
There were more and more people around, and even many artists in the circle came over.
Chen Xinyu looked around, and vaguely saw a familiar person.
But when she blinked and looked again, the person disappeared again.
"Sister Xinyu, what are you looking at?"
Chen Xinyu frowned and said in a low voice, "I seem to have seen an acquaintance just now."
"A colleague?"
"no."
Chen Xinyu was silent for a while, then muttered, "I hope I'm wrong."
Unlike the liveliness of the audience under the stage, the backstage is tense.
After the second round of competition, there are not many designers left, just twelve.
This time, the top three are directly selected.
There are professional judges, but some audience members will also participate in the voting.
Some of the audience, including college students selected from design colleges, have certain views and ideas on the professional concept of design.
There are also artists and ordinary people in the circle.
Ji Qingying's model is Chinese, 1.78 meters tall.
Tall and skinny.
The two thin arms are particularly conspicuous.
But people communicate well.
After seeing her evening dress, the model looked at her unexpectedly: "Is this a cheongsam?"
"improved."
Ji Qingying smiled slightly: "Go try it first and see if you like it?"
The model nodded without hesitation and whispered, "I like it, I like it very much."
She looked at Ji Qingying and praised: "You are so amazing, I never knew that a cheongsam can be so flamboyant."
Ji Qingying smiled: "Thank you."
Everyone in the backstage.
They are all stepping up time to make final preparations, and if they are not suitable, they have to be changed on the spot.
Race against the clock.
close to two.
Fu Yanzhi and Ye Zhenzhen appeared at the entrance of the show, and the two entered in a low-key manner.
As soon as he entered, Ye Zhen Zhen sighed with emotion: "This show is designed so beautifully."
Fu Yanzhi was not interested, but he followed.
The show is designed by professionals.
U-shaped arrangement, but extending back, there are still many positions, you can see the stage.
Compared with the front row and the backstage, it will not block any view.
For the effect of the show, all the surrounding windows were covered, and only one connected warm light was shining in the show.
The stage is rendered in light tones, which will not make people feel awkward, nor will it add burden to the show.
Ye Zhen Zhen's face was full of excitement and she was very excited: "Brother, do you think Sister Ji will win the prize?"
"do not know."
Ye Zhen Zhen glared at him in disgust: "Can't you think about it?"
Fu Yanzhi glanced at her: "Can you think about it?"
"Of course."
Ye Zhen Zhen said confidently: "I have to pray for my senior sister Ji, she must be the winner."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
The position of the two is in the middle front row, an excellent place to appreciate.
Just two minutes after sitting down, the host came on stage.
Sanqing Design Show officially started.
The order of appearance of Ji Qingying's models is in the middle, just right.
When the others were flustered, she wasn't in a hurry.
She has done everything well, and the result doesn't matter anymore.
Ye Zhenzhen is a design major, and because of her exposure to it since she was a child, she understands a lot.
She started to comment from the first appearance.
Fu Yanzhi frowned, but didn't tell her to shut up.
After commenting a few times, she sighed: "It's not very good, it doesn't feel as good as what my sister Ji Xuejie designed casually."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
The voice just fell.
I heard the host call out his name.
Ye Zhen Zhen's eyes lit up, the next appearance was the clothes designed by Ji Qingying.
Fu Yanzhi also raised his eyes and looked in the middle of the stage.
The lights on the show are not bright, but not dim either.
The model walked out from behind, and as soon as they stood in the middle of the appearance, many people gasped.
Even the distracted audience was drawn back to their attention.
Everyone subconsciously looked over there. After seeing the design clearly, many people's eyes lit up.
Ji Qingying's design is not a traditional cheongsam.
But it can also make people intuitively know at a glance that it is a cheongsam.
Sparkling sequins make everyone's eyes shine.
It is the decoration of evening dress.
Sleeveless stand-up collar design, slender neck, rounded buttons of the same fabric light up.
If you look closely, you will find the surprise hidden inside.
The skirt is dazzling.
The buttons on the slits are clear and obvious as the model moves around.
Looking deeper, it was Model Bai's slender, straight legs. Ups and downs, looming and looming, lead the audience to reverie.
The hem of her cheongsam dress is not a traditional cheongsam design.
It is combined with a fishtail skirt.
The fishtail skirt with slits and the sparkling sequins in dark colors surprised everyone.
On the whole, it not only highlights the unique curves of the cheongsam, but also is noble and charming, with the explicit temptation of an evening dress.
Kind of like at a party.
The protagonist was late and walked down the spiral staircase slowly.
As soon as she appeared, she aroused everyone's admiration and admiration.
Ye Zhen Zhen grabbed Fu Yanzhi's arm and was very excited: "Ah, ah, brother! This dress is so beautiful!! Absolutely."
Not only Ye Zhen Zhen's few acquaintances were excited, but most of the audience at the scene were attracted by this uniquely designed evening dress.
Even the well-known female artists in the circle can't take their eyes off.
…
All twelve designers' works are displayed.
Designers and models appeared together to introduce the works, and then the judges and others directly scored and voted.
Ji Qingying always thought that Fu Yanzhi would not come.
Whether the model appeared alone or together, she was very calm.
Until, when she was introducing her work, she saw the people under the stage.
She was stunned, and looked at Fu Yanzhi.
Amazed.
Fu Yan gave her a dull expression and laughed silently.
Ji Qingying blinked, quickly looked away, and continued to explain herself.
She always thought.
Cheongsam can also be diversified. Cheongsam is not old-fashioned or restrictive.
She is the pursuit of oriental women. But it's not just limited to oriental women.
Ji Qingying's design concept and inspiration are clear and clear.
She always shines in her field of expertise.
After she has finished speaking, the voting begins.
Chen Xinyu and Rongxue were extremely nervous: "Sister Xinyu, the waiting process is so torturous."
Chen Xinyu patted her arm with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, based on the reaction at the scene, Qingying must be the top three."
"Um."
The voting results are announced directly and fully transparent.
"nervous?"
The model asked next to Ji Qingying.
Ji Qingying smiled lightly and said in a low voice, "It's a little bit now."
She looked down the stage with a smile in her eyes.
Fu Yanzhi came to watch her competition for the first time.
How can you not be nervous.
The three judges have five points each, and they have five choices.
After that, the total number of audience votes was 75 points, and 75 audience members were selected.
When the host got the result and took the stage, he had a smile on his face: "Let's see how many votes Ji Qingying designer got this round."
The host looked sideways and looked at the big screen on the other side: "Let's look at the audience first, how about it?"
The voice fell.
Data is displayed on a large screen.
Audience vote, seventy votes.
Everyone was shocked and surprised but felt that they deserved it.
The host exclaimed: "Excellent! This is the design with the highest audience votes so far!"
He turned to look at the judges: "Now let's see the judges, have the three judges made up their minds?"
One of them is the design director of Sanqing, Mr. Cheng who called Ji Qingying.
One is the chairman of the Design Association, and the other... is Sun Yijia.
The first to vote was Mr. Cheng.
She took the microphone in front of her and didn't hide her praise at all: "You are excellent, I will give five points to this work."
"Wow!!!"
"What about the chairman?"
The chairman smiled and said in a low voice: "I'm very happy, there are still people who are so focused on cheongsam and develop our history and culture, I also give five points."
Sun Yijia listened, her face was as pale as an egg.
She lowered her head and re-written the score on the board that gave the designer a score.
Five points.
When Ji Qingying saw the five points, there was no smugness in his eyes.
Emotions are still light.
But the weaker she was, the more humiliating it was to Sun Yijia.
Champion without a doubt.
It's Ji Qingying.
Her designs are unique and innovative, with heritage, but also keeping up with trends.
People of all ages will love it.
The game is over.
Ji Qingying returned to the backstage holding the trophy.
The models also changed their clothes and planned to leave.
The top three can't go away for the time being.
Ji Qingying accepted everyone's congratulations and thanked him with a smile.
After the meeting, Ji Qingying asked, "Can we go?"
As soon as the words fell, Mr. Cheng came out from the other side and looked at her funny: "So anxious?"
Ji Qingying smiled embarrassedly: "Is there anything else?"
Mr. Cheng nodded, smiled and said, "someone wants to buy your evening dress, what do you think?"
"what?"
Ji Qingying was silent for a while: "Now?"
President Cheng nodded and looked at her: "Are you in a hurry?"
Ji Qingying smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay too."
Mr. Cheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Let's have a meal together?"
It will be evening.
Ji Qingying shook her head: "You don't need to eat."
She thought about it and said, "Who is the buyer?"
Mr. Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then let me have someone come over and talk to you? I'll talk to the other two designers first."
"it is good."
The person who wants to buy Ji Qingying's cheongsam evening dress is a well-known actress in the circle.
This person has worked with Yan Qiuzhi and the others, and they are good people.
The two chatted very happily. The works designed by Ji Qingying did not have the kind of idea to cherish.
She likes people who appreciate them, and as long as her eyesight is predestined and suitable, she will sell them.
The two talked smoothly.
After Ji Qingying, the buyer, and President Cheng talked, the clock turned from five o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock.
"You really don't plan to enter Sanqing?"
Mr. Cheng looked at her and was puzzled: "If you join the company, you will have better development space, and Mr. Ye is also very optimistic about you."
Ji Qingying shook her head without hesitation.
"No."
She thanked: "Thank you Mr. Cheng and Mr. Ye for their appreciation."
Cheng Cheng smiled helplessly.
He patted her on the shoulder and said, "There is a chance to cooperate again, and I look forward to more excellent works from you."
"thanks."
After talking, it was already dark outside.
The afterglow of the setting sun hangs on the horizon, slowly descending.
Ji Qingying glanced around, then looked around.
There were basically no people around the originally bustling show.
She looked around and saw no one familiar.
Ji Qingying pursed her lower lip, opened her phone and glanced at it.
There were messages from Chen Xinyu and Melting Snow on it, saying that she would go home and wait for her to celebrate.
Ji Qingying looked at it, lowered her head and replied: [You guys are so unconscionable, why don't you wait for me to go back together.]
Chen Xinyu: [?]
Melting Snow: [? ? ?]
Ji Qingying: [? ? ? ? ?]
The screen is full of question marks.
She didn't know why she withdrew, she slid down, and stared at Fu Yanzhi's WeChat avatar for a while.
Fu Yanzhi didn't send her any message, not even congratulations.
Ji Qingying was discouraged.
Isn't this too indifferent, and it's agreed that she will only be chased by herself.
Ji Qingying watched, tapped her finger on the screen, and deleted it.
Don't know what to post.
She thought about it and turned off the screen.
As soon as it was closed, a man's familiar voice came from beside him: "Why didn't you send it?"
Ji Qingying was stunned. When he turned his head, he saw the person in his heart.
The setting sun in the evening lined his eyes, and he stood tall, wearing a white shirt and black pants, standing beside her, holding an ice cream in his hand.
"You didn't leave?"
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her, handed her the ice cream in his hand, and said calmly, "I'm afraid that when I leave, someone will cry."
"… "
Ji Qingying choked, staring at the ice cream in her hand and saying, "I won't."
"Um."
Fu Yanzhi's tone was more indulgent and indulgent: "Okay, you won't."
Ji Qingying: "..."
How does it feel like coaxing a child.
She held up the ice cream in her hand and looked at him: "Did you just buy ice cream?"
"Um."
Fu Yanzhi said, "I met your friend when I came out."
He said lightly: "She said that you would buy an ice cream to celebrate simply after you won the award."
Ji Qingying nodded.
She lowered her head and sighed, and said in a low voice, "That was before. I haven't bought ice cream for a long time."
"why."
"what?"
Ji Qingying was stunned for a moment, followed Fu Yanzhi's eyes and smiled suddenly.
"You mean ice cream?"
Fu Yanzhi nodded.
Ji Qingying thought about it and said seriously: "Because I haven't won an award for a long time. When I was in Jiangcheng, Xiaoshuang and Rongxue didn't know I had this habit, so even if there were good works out, they wouldn't buy them for me. .I myself will forget."
In college, Chen Xinyu and Chi Lu would buy them for her.
The three often get together to share the fruits of victory, and even if she forgets, they will remind her. Of the three, there will always be someone who will remember.
Saying that, she smiled, raised her hand and said, "So, thank you Dr. Fu, the ice cream is delicious."
Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, stared at her smiling face for a moment, and then closed his eyes: "Well."
Ji Qingying took a few bites before thinking of the key point: "So."
She looked straight at Fu Yanzhi and asked bluntly, "Did you buy me ice cream after hearing Xinyu?"
Fu Yanzhi looked into her eyes.
"award."
"Then I'll give it back to you."
Ji Qingying said quickly, "I want another reward."
Fu Yanzhi laughed, brushed his fingers across her cheek, and said in a low voice, "Eat."
"That… "
"Have."
Fu Yanzhi asked, "What do you want?"
Hearing this, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up.
"Anything is fine?"
Fu Yanzhi didn't say anything, just looked at her deeply.
Ji Qingying thought for a while, and suddenly raised the ice cream in front of him.
Fu Yanzhi didn't know so he looked at her.
Ji Qingying's eyebrows and eyes curved: "Would you like to have a bite?"
"Is this the reward you want?"
"no."
Ji Qingying shook her head arrogantly: "I just want to share the fruits of victory with you."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
"Try it?"
Ji Qingying smiled and asked, "Doctor Fu, the ice cream you bought is very sweet. Would you like to try it?"
Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes and looked at the ice cream she had bitten. Not moving.
Ji Qingying looked at his embarrassed look and smiled.
"Okay, I'm not embarrassing you."
She smiled, just about to put it in her mouth.
Fu Yanzhi bent down suddenly, took the ice cream in her hand, and took a bite.
Ji Qingying was stunned.
Watch him slowly straighten up. Then he wiped the lips touched by the ice cream with his thumb, and said lightly, "It's very sweet."
The author has something to say: Ji Meiren: You really didn't mean it.
Doctor Fu: Didn't you let me eat it! ! !