After Song took care of the model's clothes, he was ready to go to the venue and wait for the big show. Follow? Dream?. lā

Cheng Xiaomeng's little figure rushed over and excitedly held Song Tiantian's hand.

"Sister Tilting, I saw a lot of my idols just now, and Ai Mingham's seniors even greeted me." The little girl's heart is sweet.

Although Cheng Xiaomeng signed up for this competition, she was helplessly brushed off in the preliminary stage, but the little girl wanted to see this big show, so she secretly pretended to be Song Tiantian's assistant and came to watch the show.

"Look at you, can you fight a little harder? People just say hello to you and dance. Song Tiantian chuckled and said, "Okay, it's not too early, let's go to the venue and take a seat." ”

"Huh? But I haven't seen your work yet, I want to have a sneak peek, it will definitely amaze me! ”

"The model has already gone to prepare, and now I may not be able to see it, but won't I know when I see the show? What do you do in such a hurry. ”

"Of course I'm in a hurry, who is called Sister Tilting, your work can make my eyes shine every time." Cheng Xiaomeng blinked her big black eyes, full of anticipation.

The two of them talked and laughed and walked in the direction of the front desk.

In fact, for this competition, Song Tingtian did not have any pressure, and the fifteen designers who finally entered the finals, among which the qualifications were much deeper than her, Song Tingtian felt that design sometimes does rely on talent, but some people have a combination of talent and experience, and such people are difficult to beat.

After all, the 'Golden Costume Award' is the top and most authoritative fashion design competition in China, and it is also an accumulation of her experience to compete with the best designers in the industry in the top competition.

Before the game was about to start, Song Tilt and Cheng Xiaomeng walked into the venue together.

Sure enough, it was the stage of the top competition, and the effect looked shocking.

The Wiener Venue Building has a peculiar spatial layout, with a square outside and a circle inside, with staggered heights and corridors and circling corridors, with a precise design like a labyrinth, but in a clear order.

The translucent giant dome and the fully transparent round glass floor are a special and cool show.

On both sides of the catwalk are the seats for the guests watching the show.

At this moment, many celebrities in the fashion circle have arrived, and everyone is quietly waiting for this big show.

However, before Song Tiantian could sit down, he heard a commotion at the entrance and exit of the venue.

Reporters from all walks of life rushed to the entrance, and the glare of magnesium lights flashed around a mysterious figure.

Song Tiantian's eyes swept in the direction of the entrance, but he didn't see the figure clearly, so he simply gave up and sat down in his seat.

"Wow, it looks like **oss!" Cheng Xiaomeng's eyes are sharp and gossipy, she looked at it again and again, as if she saw something!

**oss？

Cheng Xiaomeng habitually calls **oss people......

Tang Jingyun?

Song tilted his head abruptly and once again lowered his gaze to the entrance-

The man's face is handsome and incomparable, no matter where he is placed, he is so dazzling and dazzling.

He was still dressed as usual.

The white shirt and black trousers are clean and neat without a trace of wrinkles, and no matter what you wear, you are born with a long-legged hanger, even if you stand among a group of male models, you will not be inferior.

His expression was a little cold, his lips were thin into a line, and the cold and alienated made people feel a little timid.

But after all, they are reporters, and when they see such a blockbuster news that Tang Jingyun landed in the gold medal show, they will inevitably gossip!

"Mr. Tang, may I ask why you are attending the Gold Costume Award Competition this time? It is reported that you have never participated in such a public entertainment before! ”