Every design would be projected onto the screen in front of them.
The details would be magnified for the judges' convenience.
After this design appeared, the judges only glanced at it. Before they could examine it carefully, their expressions all changed and sank in an instant.
Previously, First Light Media had sent a set of four designs based on the four mythical beasts of Eastern mythology.
Elements of the four mythical beasts were not uncommon. They would appear in every fashion design competition. After all, there were many designers and companies from Hua.
However, from the inception of the competition until now, only that set had left a deep impression on them.
The judges were also top designers in the design world. They had sharp eyes.
Even if the design sent by Chinese Embroidery was different from First Light Media's, they could tell that the former had copied the latter. However, the essence of the latter was not copied.
Needless to say, the original design was four sets of gowns. The Chinese Embroidery's design only had one set.
Plagiarism was not uncommon in design competitions like this. However, most of the plagiarism was done by designers who were not famous.
There had never been a case of plagiarism directly copying another's work.
"This Chinese Embroidery is quite bold." The woman sneered and slammed the table as she stood up. "They don't know what they're made of. How dare they copy First Light Media's design?"
In the previous years, although Chuguang Media did not enter the top three, they had left Hua Xiu, which was ranked after 15th, far behind.
The two were not on the same level at all.
However, if First Light Media had not sent that set of designs this time, Chinese Embroidery would have definitely entered the top three with this design.
The other judges' expressions were also very serious.
One of them asked, "Is the designer of Chinese Embroidery related to First Light Media's designer? Are they colleagues?"
Otherwise, how could they copy so accurately?
Even the pattern on the cuffs was exactly the same.
"Let me see." Another judge lowered his head. "A Chinese embroidery designer. His name is' Zhong Zhiwan '. I've never heard of him. He should be a new designer. His age —"
His gaze shifted downwards, and his expression changed again. "17 years old. Logically speaking, it's impossible for a design foundation at this age to be so profound."
Of course, geniuses were an exception.
It was a pity that this design was copied.
"There's no doubt about it." The previous judge's face turned ugly. "This kind of design can't even enter the semi-finals. If word gets out, it'll be a laughing stock."
What was the taboo in the design world?
It was definitely plagiarism.
As long as these two words were branded, the designer's life would be over.
"Just go back." The judge on the right also nodded. "Since the Chinese embroidery dared to use plagiarized works this time, there's no guarantee that they won't do it again."
"Chinese embroidery and its designers must be banned from participating in future fashion design competitions!"
"No need." The woman raised her hand to stop him. She said lightly, "Since they dared to send plagiarized works, they must be quite confident."
"At this time, the gowns should have been made and the materials should have been prepared. We can't let their efforts go to waste."
Hearing her words, the other judges looked over and couldn't help but be a little surprised. "What do you mean?"
The woman was thirty-six years old this year. Her name was Martha Menuhin.
She was the youngest woman to have won the highest honor in the design world. She was also the leader of the judging panel this time.
She had the final say in all major matters.
"What I mean is, let them continue to participate in the competition." Martha nodded. "Give them one more place in the finals. Don't let plagiarized works occupy other good works."
"Don't you like plagiarizing? Let this designer named Zhong Zhiwan plagiarize in broad daylight and make a fool of himself. "
Martha didn't have any good feelings about plagiarism. She hated it even more.
Her previous works had been plagiarized by her classmates.
If she hadn't saved a draft in advance, not only would she have been bitten back, she would have been chased out of the design world.
He also had to watch his own work being stolen by others in exchange for unparalleled glory.
"It's not a bad idea." One of the judges agreed. "It's also a warning to the other contestants. This can prevent such things from happening in the future."
After the judging panel finished their discussion, they picked out the Chinese embroidery design and looked at the other works in the competition.
**
Three days later.
Ke Hui-chu received an invitation to the finals.
Although this wasn't the first time that Chinese embroidery had received an invitation, she was still very excited.
She could conclude that with this design, Chinese embroidery would be able to gain a foothold in the international design world. She would also receive endless invitations in the future.
"President Ke, don't you think that a high school student wouldn't be able to design such a design?" Her assistant couldn't help but ask. "Moreover, this gown is actually a little flawed."
For example, the line at the waist was a little unsmooth.
"Okay, I've checked. The style of this' Vermilion Bird 'doesn't belong to any well-known designer." Ke Hui-chu waved her hand. "If it's an unknown designer, do you think he has the ability to compete with Chinese embroidery? I don't think he even has the cost of making this gown. "
Just give him some hush money and it would be enough.
Although Chinese embroidery wasn't a top company, it could still block a small designer's future in the design world.
The assistant didn't dare to say anything else.
"Even if something really happens, the designer will take care of it." Ke Hui-chu didn't care. "This kind of thing isn't something that we need to worry about."
She held the invitation to the finals and thought for a while. Then she asked, "How's the production of the gown?"
"It's already half done," the assistant reported. The special assistant hurriedly reported, "According to your instructions, we've used the best materials. Just the materials alone are worth three million."
After the gown was finished, they still needed to hire a model.
Ke Hui-chu's expression eased and she nodded. "Take me to have a look."
**
Chinese embroidery specialized in providing custom-made clothes for small and medium-sized families in the capital. Naturally, they had a large factory.
After Ke Hui-chu went in, she went straight to the innermost area.
There were a total of twelve designers and tailors working on this set of gifts in the room.
One of the designers frowned as he looked at the right sleeve of the gown. He looked troubled.
"What's wrong?" Ke Hui-chu walked over. "There's not much time left. Don't waste it."
"President Ke, I think this pattern is a little strange," the designer said. "If we remove it, it won't affect the overall design. But after removing it, the gown won't be as stunning."
"Then don't go." Ke Hui-chu looked at him strangely. "The design has already been submitted. Can you still change it?" “
The designer swallowed back the words "I think this pattern seems to form a word".
"Get ready. I'll give you eight more days." Ke Hui-chu clapped her hands. "After eight days, the model will be trying it on."
**
Hu City.
First Light Media branch.
"Boss, the four sets of gowns you drew have been completed." The female secretary put the documents on the table and said enviously, "If it weren't for the fact that it's too expensive, I would also want to try it on."
"You like it?" Ying Zijin took the documents and flipped through them. "After the show, you can pick one set to take home."
The female secretary was about to be ecstatic when she heard the next sentence.
"The cost of the materials will be deducted from your salary."
"…"
"Then forget it." The female secretary was heartbroken. "My monthly salary isn't even enough to buy a sleeve."
If the design alone wasn't enough, the materials for the gown were also the most important.
Otherwise, not only would the design not be beautiful, but it would also seem vulgar.
"These two sets are for Xie Manyu." Ying Zijin pondered. "If she can handle it, the other two sets are for Shang Yaozhi."
This set of mythological gowns included "Vermilion Bird" and "White Tiger" for women, "Green Dragon" and "Black Tortoise" for men.
Xie Manyu was a double Best Actress under First Light Media. She was 32 years old this year and was in the prime of her life as a female star.
Although there were more celebrities born in 1995 and 2000, they weren't imposing enough.
"Okay, Best Actress Xie will be flying back from abroad the day after tomorrow." The female secretary nodded. "Best Actor Shang has also just finished the promotion for 'The Pink Spy'."
'The Pink Spy' was Shang Yaozhi's last TV series in Star Entertainment.
From the name, one could tell that it was a drama with a female lead. It showed how ruthless Star Entertainment was.
However, the plot and characters of this drama were all online. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to reach the stars.
The female secretary walked out with the iPad, still following the hot news.
"Boss, this gown …" She suddenly stopped. "Why does it look so similar to ours?"
She returned to the desk and passed the iPad in her hand over. There was a Weibo post on the screen.
[Luo Ziyue: I haven't been out in a long time. I'm going to steal some materials for everyone.]
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