novelraw Chapter 621: Turmoil (17)
Chapter 621: Turmoil (17)
"Mom will definitely take good care of her body for your sake, and will definitely take good care of herself."It’s uncertain if it’s true that when one focuses on doing something, all obstacles in the world seem to make way for you.
In the final stretch, Qiao Mo’s morning sickness disappeared, and she no longer felt drowsy. Every stitch was exceptionally smooth.
At five o’clock on the morning of the competition, Qiao Mo finally completed her work.
Looking at the design hanging on the rack, different from her previous ones, Qiao Mo let out a gentle sigh of relief, turned to gaze at the orange sunrise emerging on the horizon, and revealed a knowing smile.
"Good morning, Fu Nancheng."
Since the competition started at nine, after tidying up her things, Qiao Mo went back to sleep for a while.
Upon waking up again, she took her work directly to a gallery and handed it over to the competition organizer on time.
The clothing display was still in the form of a fashion show because clothes, after all, are hard to express clearly unless worn.
However, unlike domestically, the models this time were uniformly assigned by the organizers, meaning there was no chance to choose the models; they were all random.
The fashion show started at ten o’clock. After handing in their works, all the designers sat in the second and third rows of the venue, while the first row was reserved for the ten judges of the competition.
The rows behind were for media reporters, magazine editors, company brand representatives, fashion bloggers, and so on.
"Xiao Mo, did you finish?" Yu Qianxun, sitting next to Qiao Mo, asked softly.
Qiao Mo nodded. "Yeah, just finished this morning."
"It’s good to finish... I finished last night and slept restlessly. Unlike you, who can focus all night and not think about anything else," she said softly.
"I heard that the contestants this time are very strong. I wonder how everyone’s work will be." Qiao Mo nodded, wanting to see the level of these international competitors.
The two chatted idly for a while, but then Alina arrived late, glanced coldly at Qiao Mo, and sneered, "Well, if it isn’t Miss Qiao. I’m really eager to see what level the three-time champion Miss Qiao is at."
Qiao Mo remained silent, not intending to engage in a war of words with her.
Alina snorted lightly and said to Qiao Mo again, "Qiao Mo, I’m telling you, I’m definitely going to beat you in this competition!"
Qiao Mo’s brows furrowed slightly, always feeling that there was a trace of schadenfreude in Alina’s gaze.
Fortunately, the show was about to start, and Alina returned to her seat, but not before casting a harsh glare at Qiao Mo.
She wanted to see if Qiao Mo could still remain so calm in a while.
She was more eager to see if, after Louis found out what kind of person Qiao Mo was, he would still be so fond of her.
Qiao Mo had an intuition that things weren’t that simple, but after pondering for a while, she couldn’t decipher the deep meaning in Alina’s gaze.
Thinking about it, she decided she might be overthinking it. Her initially tense mood gradually relaxed, but she still guardedly placed her hand on her belly, instinctively wanting to protect her child.
Soon, the entire venue quieted down. To let each of the judges see the clothes on the runway more clearly, the stage was brightly lit to a degree where every detail was visible.
The opening was quick. The host said only a few words before getting straight to the point, and the fashion show began.