Chapter 174: The First Wave of Face Slaps

In Zhou Xintang's work, the main element of clothes totem is the star element.

At first glance, the insider knows that these design drafts in Gu Mang's hands are a series.

from one person.

Tao Jing was too lazy to say anything else, so he gave Qi Songyan the tablet and said coldly, "I hope you can say that Zhou Xintang's dress was designed by her after reading these design drawings."

Zhou Xintang looked at the tablet handed in mid-air, her whole body panicked, her pale lips pursed tightly.

Gu Mang really took out the evidence.

How to do……

A lot of reporters, she doesn't want to be ruined...

Qi Songyan had the answer in his heart as early as the second Ji Heng appeared.

His fingers trembled slightly, he took the tablet, swiped the screen, and before he finished the design draft, his face was covered in cold sweat.

Eleven design manuscripts, each of which is better than Zhou Xintang's defective one.

Gu Mang is Lan Ting's mysterious designer who has never appeared before? !

Seeing Qi Songyan's face, the female leader of the experimental middle school felt bad in her heart and clenched her fingers unconsciously.

Turning to the last picture, Qi Songyan's expression was tense, and his cold and sharp eyes looked at Zhou Xintang next to him, his eyes were full of anger, "You have disappointed me so much!"

Zhou Xintang shrank her shoulders at the roar.

The strobes flickered almost violently in the not-so-bright opera house.

Her mind went blank.

It's over, it's over...

The words she said just now seemed to have turned into knives, slashing her body one by one, cutting her to pieces.

Qi Songyan stared at Zhou Xintang and snorted coldly.

Angrily, he returned the tablet to Tao Jing and turned his head to leave.

Lu Yang stood by the exit of the aisle, took a half-step and blocked the road.

With the shadow in front of him, Qi Songyan raised his eyes.

The young man is tall, lean and powerful, looking down at him with an arrogant expression, with a half-smiling smile, "Mr. Qi, don't rush to leave, the show has just started."

After scolding Sister Mang, do you want to leave like this?

It's not that cheap in the world.

Qin Yaozhi also smiled, raised his chin, like a fox and a tiger, "Come here, who just said that my sister Mang pretended to be a designer of Lanting?"

Ji Heng heard the words and looked at the people standing in a circle, his eyes were cold and thin, but he had a faint smile on his face, "Listen, our Lanting designer's name is Gu Mang, and everyone in the circle calls her g. god."

Just a few words.

It was like an invisible slap on the faces of the leaders of the experimental middle school.

Over there in the auditorium.

The students in the experimental middle school couldn't understand what they were saying, only the front row saw the leaders of their school blushing with shame.

The students of Mingcheng Middle School also craned their necks to watch the change here.

After Gu Yin's performance was over, he returned to his position in the first class.

After sitting down for a while, he heard Gu Mang slander Zhou Xintang for stealing her design draft.

As a result, there was no evidence, and he was besieged by all the students in the experimental middle school.

Gu Mang is really over his head, Zhou Xintang is a talented designer who became famous at a young age.

It was normal for Mingcheng Middle School to lose, but she turned against Zhou Xintang.

Later, Zhou Xintang got off the stage and took off the microphone. The interior of the opera house is very big, and the people sitting in the back couldn't hear what was being said in front of them.

She looked at Jiang Huai and asked gently, "What happened over there?"

Before Jiang Huai spoke, students from other classes behind him said, "Go to Weibo to see first-hand information."

Gu Yin was stunned for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on Weibo.

The first hot search is followed by the word "explosive", which is red to orangutan, and has nearly 100 million views. .

Zhou Xintang's latest work steals Lan Ting's "The Legend of the Twelve Thousand Stars".