Chapter 583
On the screen, Hailey’s expression grew even uglier, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Of course, they had taught the basic production procedures in school.
But p>
But her mind hadn’t been on her studies. She forgot things as soon as she saw them, never committing them to memory.
Now, she couldn’t remember a single thing.
Hailey mumbled, “I-I only excel at design… fabrication has always been my weak point p>
The artisan felt like he had celebrated too soon. He had thought that, by
encountering such a genius designer whose style was so reminiscent of his idol, Queen, he’d be working with an all-around talent just like her. He’d thought he could just relax for the entire round.
He never expected… she was a complete novice who knew nothing.
He really wanted to know what on earth this genius designer had learned in school!
The artisan took a deep breath to calm himself. “According to the competition rules,
I can only assist from the side. You must be personally responsible for all the procedures. Since you were able to create such a stunning design, you must already have an image of the finished piece in your mind. Just follow what you’re imagining and get started. I’ll teach you how to use all the tools p>
Hailey’s face went pale.
But these were the rules of the competition, and all the cameras were still on her. There was no way she could have the artisan take over completely. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and start.
Five hours flew by.
The workshop doors opened.
All the designers were required to wheel their finished products out to the competition stage for presentation.
When the door to workshop number four opened, the first person to walk out was the artisan, looking ashen, like he’d seen a ghost.
His steps were unsteady, his lips
were dry, and his face was pale, but his eyes were bloodshot. His hair was a complete mess, as if he’d been tearing itout in frustration until he was on the verge of a breakdown.
As for Hailey, her expression wasn’t much better. She silently pushed the cart holding her finished piece, all her previous arrogance and pride gone.
During the final hour of the competition, all livestreams to the audience and general
public were stopped to maintain the mystery of the finished products.
Of course, the one hundred industry elites and the five judges did not have their streams cut. They could still see everything happening in the workshops on their exclusive Screens.
All the designers pushed their carts, which were covered with red cloths, and stood
in order by their numbers on the stage. The exhaustion was clear on each of their faces.
The host didn’t waste any time and began calling out the numbers in sequence, asking the corresponding designer to push their cart to the center of the stage for presentation.
All the cameras would focus on them from every angle.
The first to present was Designer No. 2.
Designer No. 2 was clearly more professional and familiar with the production process. The finished piece was considered perfect.
But Angela, resting her chin on her hand, pointed at Designer No. 2’s creation and immediately identified several key issues. She also pointed out that the gemstone combination in the design lacked aesthetic appeal and offered some suggestions.
Next, it was Hailey, Designer No. 4.
When her number was called, Hailey froze for a moment.
Then, pressing her lips together, she slowly pushed her cart to the center of the stage.
She stared at her cart but hesitated, not raising her hand to lift the red cloth.