Chapter 181 Clothes Making Is Complete


    Violet drew the design very quickly. In just seven or eight minutes, the outline of the clothes was


    already on the paper. It was a long dress that stretched to the ground, with a deep V design on the


    upper body and transparent long puff sleeves.


    Below was arge fluffy dress. Although the dress wasrge, it was not cumbersome and heavy. On


    the contrary, it was very soft and elegant. Starting from the waist, there wererge and small flowers


    and leaves dotted on it. If other dresses had so many flowers, they would look quite vulgar.


    But Violet''s dress was not only not vulgar, but also delicate.


    When Fraser saw it, he was so shocked. As Violet was drawing, Fraser praised in surprise, "Mr.


    Murphy, I am really convinced by Violet. Her design ispletely eligible for the champion of the


    competition. Even on the International show, it will be also a highlight."


    "Yeah. But this is just our idea. In our opinion, this dress may be the pinnacle of other designers and


    can get the champion. But for her, the dress is just an ordinary work that could be designed at any


    time." Stanley looked at Violet seriously, his eyes full of pride for her.


    When Fraser heard this, he eximed, "Violet’s talents are also awesome."


    Stanley raised his chin and was nomittal about this.


    After Violet finished the coloring, she scanned the design drawing into theputer, got up and ced


    the body model on the table, then unfolded a few pieces of fabric, picked up the scissors and started


    cutting.


    The clothes-making time given by Design Association was five hours. For some designers who were


    only good at drawing pictures but not good at making clothes, it might be a little urgent.


    But for Violet, it was more than enough. This had to thanks to her teacher, Merced.


    Before teaching her to design, Merced first taught her to identify cloth, dye the cloth, then cut, pattern,


    and make clothes. After all these were mastered, he began to teach her to design.


    Although she didn’t do all these, she never forgot them. Therefore, the dressmaking speed was almost


    as fast as the design drawing. In just half an hour, the cloth had been cut into the desired look and


    bounded to the body model.


    When other viewers who watched the live broadcast saw this, they already knew who would win after


    comparing Violet with other designers.


    "Violet is so great!" Jessie and George, who returned to the hospital, were also watching the live


    broadcast. They pped their hands in excitement when they saw Violet leaving other designers far


    behind.


    George also smiled and nodded in response, "Yes, Violet has always been great."


    This was the woman he loved. When she worked, she was shining. It was him who was in the dark and


    wanted to embrace most.


    He must get her!


    George stared at theputer screen closely. The thick lenses couldn''t stop the enthusiasm in his


    eyes, which made people frightened.


    Violet didn''t know that she hadpletely be George''s obsession, and he was more concerned


    about her. She was sitting in front of the sewing machine and began to make flowers and green leaves


    on the dress.


    The production of flowers was veryplicated, and there were many in number. So she spent two


    hours on it at least.


    After finishing making the flowers, Violet began to put the parts of the dress together in the rest of the


    time.


    Finally, five hours passed. She finished.


    "Huh..." Violet took a long breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead. After a short sip of tea, she


    called the model in.


    When the ck model saw the dress, she was stunned. After a few seconds, she covered her mouth,


    suppressed the urge to scream, and hugged Violet.


    This scene immediately made Stanley’s face sink. The pen in his hand was almost broken by him.


    Especially when he heard the ck model calling Violet honey, he was even more annoyed.


    Seeing this, Fraser couldn''t helpughing.


    Mr. Murphy was actually jealous of women!


    As if perceiving Fraser’sughter, Stanley narrowed his eyes, turned off the live broadcast and stood


    up.


    Fraser was taken aback, quickly held back his smile and asked, "Mr. Murphy, don''t you continue to


    watch it?"


    "No, this is not the final. It''s just eight-quarter final. It doesn''t make much sense to watch. Let''s go to


    have a meeting!" Stanley picked up a document on the table and walked to the meeting room.


    "Yes!" Fraser hurriedly followed.


    At the scene of thepetition, Bruce announced that the dressmaking time was over. All designers


    were ready to dress up the models.


    On Violet''s side, without waiting for her help, the ck model couldn''t wait to hold the dress and went


    to the dressing room to change it.


    Violet couldn''tugh or cry when she saw this. After shaking her head, she also went into the dressing


    room to help the model tidy up the dress. If there was something inappropriate, she could change it at


    any time.


    Soon, the catwalk began. The venue was still in the conference room. Fortunately, the conference


    room was long enough. After moving the tables and chairs, and putting on the red carpet, it was almost


    a small stage.


    The catwalk was the part that determined the oue of the game, and it was also the most


    anticipated part of the audience outside the live broadcast room.


    Violet''s entry number was fifteenth, so the model was the second-tost one. Phoebe’s model was the


    last one to show up.


    The models were all lined up in the temporarily set up backstage, waiting toe out one by one.


    Designers couldn''t enter. They could only stand on both sides of the T stage to watch, in order to


    prevent some designers from being jealous of other designers and set some traps.


    "Are you afraid?" Phoebe controlled the wheelchair to Violet, and suddenly said.


    Violet nced at her faintly, "Why should I be afraid?"


    "Because you will lose." Phoebe lifted her chin.


    Violet squinted, "Our models haven''t appeared yet. Are you so sure that I will lose?"


    "Huh, absolutely!" Phoebe curled her lips.


    This time, the design she used was Daphne''s early work, which few people had seen it. It took her a lot


    of effort to find it. Daphne was one of the greatest costume designers of thest century. How Violet


    couldpare with this predecessor?


    Besides, the temperament of the model she chose was also very simr to Daphne''s early models. So


    she didn''t think Violet could beat her.


    "Yeah, but I don''t think I will lose." Violet tucked her hair, and then looked at Phoebe with a smile, "Don''t


    you forget this is not the final? So I don’t need to fight with you for winning or losing. I just need to


    advance!"


    Hearing this, Phoebe was stunned for a moment.


    Because she really forgot, and really regarded this as a final.


    She wanted topete with Violet, and subconsciously wanted to win Violet, so shepletely forgot


    that this was the eight-quarter match, not the semi-finals.


    Seeing Phoebe’s pale face, Violet knew that she was right. Sheughed, "It seems that your idea of


    trying to win can''t be achieved."


    "So what!" Phoebe clenched her fists unwillingly, "Even if it is not the finals, there are still votes


    umted. As long as I have more votes than you, I still win you."


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    "Well, as long as you’re happy." Violet shrugged.


    Phoebe gritted her teeth. She originally came to provoke Violet this time. But Violet didn’t get angry,


    she herself got angry.


    But Phoebe didn''t argue with Violet anymore, because Violet''s model came out.