Chapter 325


    Never would she have thought that the Design Association would help her resolve the issue so easily.


    Jasmine then noticed Natalie''s gaze on her. For some reason, she felt a little uneasy.


    Before she had a chance to speak, Liam began to host thepetition, getting the sixteen models to


    stand on the stage as he announced thepetition details.


    Jasmine could only re back at Natalie as she mouthed the question, “What are you looking at?”


    Natalie read her lips but remained silent. She simply gave Jasmine a meaningful smile before turning


    her attention back to Liam.


    The theme of thepetition was ''Spring''. Designers had to create a blueprint for their design, select


    the fabric, then create the outfit on-site. Models would then wear the outfit and walked down the


    runway.


    Thus, as soon as Liam stopped talking, aside from Natalie, the rest of the designers all rushed forward


    to select their model.


    A good model would not only inspire the designer but also carry an impact on thepetition results.


    The model''s aura, physical appearance, and runway walk could steer the designer in a certain direction


    on their designs. Even if the final product was not especially brilliant, as long as it suited the model well,


    there was still a chance of winning. Therefore, the designers were so actively picking their desired


    models.


    At the same time, Shane was watching the live stream in his office at Thompson Group. Ss stood


    behind him, pushing up his sses as he asked, “Everyone else is rushing to choose the models. Why


    isn''t Ms. Smith doing anything?”


    Looking at the designers snatching models on the live stream, Shane got annoyed. He fixed his eyes


    on Natalie who merely stood there calmly and said lightly, “She doesn''t need to. With her abilities, she


    can definitely design the most suitable outfit no matter which model she gets.”


    “That being said, the theme this time is spring. Its representative quality is its gentleness. Everyone


    else picked the model they wanted and Ms. Smith is only left with a tanned-skinned model. It won''t be


    easy for her,” said Ss worriedly as he watched Natalie walking toward the model in question.


    Local designers had the tendency to design clothes that were more conservative and delicate. Since


    most of them felt that tanned-skinned models were more suited to modeling prominent, fashionable


    clothes, they rarely hired such models.


    Such models'' visual styling also leaned more towards the wilder, more unrestrained side, making them


    unable to express the subdue softness of the spring season.


    Shane understood Ss''s concerns but he was not the slightest bit worried about Natalie. He simply


    leaned back in his chair and made himselffortable. “Look at her. Does it look like she''s flustered?”


    Ss studied Natalie''s face.


    Just as Shane said, there was no sign of tension on her face. In fact, she even had a smile.


    The corner of Shane''s lips turned upward as he looked at Natalie''s grin. “For a prodigy like her,


    participating in apetition too simple would just be pointless. It''s definitely better if there''s some


    difficulty. That way, she would win against all odds and that is more significant.”


    Ss looked at Shane, who was fully confident in Natalie''s abilities and grinned.


    If Mr. Shane, who loved Ms. Smith, is not even worried for her, why should I be?Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    Back at thepetition venue, under the eyes of a gloating Jasmine, Natalie led the tanned-skinned


    model back to her table and started taking her measurements.


    When she was done, Natalie got the model to take a rest before moving to check out the fabrics the


    Design Association had prepared.


    All the fabrics prepared were of ordinary quality and were in basic colors. This restricted the designers''


    creative limits even further. The other designers had all begun to scratch their heads over the situation.


    “Ms. Smith, aren''t you worried?” An ordinary-looking female designer had walked up to Natalie, striking


    up a conversation as she chose her fabrics.


    Natalie took a piece of white chiffon and ced it over her arm, before asking back, “What''s there to


    worry about?”