Even the reporter's camera took a while to focus on her.
Rose was disdainful, "Why, you don't hide behind the man anymore?"
Nan Jiaojiao chuckled and smiled: "I never need to hide behind him. I have to explain. "Yes, I'll give it to you."
"You?" Rose raised her eyebrows and looked at Nan Jiaojiao up and down critically. She wanted to put her down, but Nan Jiaojiao remained cold and indifferent. He never averted his eyes.
It’s like having a plan in mind.
How is it possible!
Rose deliberately used words to provoke, "Little girl, you are not very old. If you can design my set of jewelry, you will need at least ten years of experience. Don't think that you can just ask someone to copy it for you. It’s really your own thing. Those present are all knowledgeable people. Don’t be fooled by your words of endorsement. It can be easily exposed and your face will be hurt.”
This is the first sentence. The whole place burst into laughter.
I just took Pei Dongshi into consideration and didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but I was very interested in watching a good show.
If an ordinary person faced this kind of situation, it would already be courageous to be here, let alone speak.
However, Nan Jiaojiao waited until everyone had laughed enough, when the laughter was almost gone, and when Rose could no longer hold back her arrogant look with her arms folded, she spoke slowly.
"How many pieces of jewelry are there, have you counted them?"
"Of course!" Rose rolled her eyes, "A pair of earrings, a pair of bracelets, a pair of hairpins, a pair of rings, Two necklaces, my things, I know what you are asking."
"What is the theme, do you know?" Nan Jiaojiao asked again.
Although Rose didn't know what she had in mind, she might as well tell her to open Xiaobai's eyes.
"Naturally, since it is a new national style, it is naturally based on ink landscapes, incorporating seasonal characteristics, and drawing on the twelve flower gods. It took me half a year to create the work." "What painting?"
Rose frowned and mentioned a few famous ancient painters that everyone knew when they heard their names.
Nan Jiao chuckled, "You did a good job, but it's a pity that it was not an ordinary ink landscape. The painter is still alive. None of the paintings belong to the ancestors. That one is still alive." When it comes to collecting copyright fees, it’s not very kind of you to worry about his early death.”
“What, what...”
Rose's panic revealed a flaw. With so many people watching, her mind hadn't turned around yet. Her instinct was that she couldn't let Nan Jiaojiao get her rhythm off track, so she sternly reprimanded: "What do you know! You If you know anything about ancient paintings, don’t talk nonsense here!”
“Who is talking nonsense, who is trying to gain fame, and who is bandit logic? You keep saying that you are a designer, but you can’t even tell the theme of your work. Miss Rose, does this make sense?"
"You...you..."
"How about I tell you, these twelve pieces of jewelry and twelve sets of dresses correspond to each other? "What is it, okay?" Nan Jiaojiao never used a strong tone, and there was not even a hint of anger in her expression. She spoke slowly and calmly, but Rose listened to every word. It was so harsh.
The ominous premonition is getting stronger and stronger.
Rose's heart began to beat, and she looked at Qin Qing, but the latter did not notice her, but looked at Pei Dongshi without even turning her eyes.
Since she didn’t speak, there was no surprise. It was Qin Qing who took the initiative to seek her cooperation, so she would naturally be prepared for various emergencies.
Thinking of this, Rose calmed down for the time being, "Okay, I want to hear what flowers you can tell me." (End of Chapter)