Chapter 75: Reborn 1987 Chapter Seventy-Five: Chen Lan's Evaluation

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Protagonist:

Jiang Wenyu

The furnishings in the hall were not complicated; on the contrary, they were quite simple. The scale was roughly the size of a factory, divided into upper and lower floors. Pure white chandeliers appeared exceptionally sacred and bright.

The second floor had corridors and aisles for viewing. The first floor had quite a few peculiar garments placed against the walls, these garments hung on specially made boards for appreciation.

This was still Jiang Wenyu's first time coming to this kind of place; Chen Lan was the same, but compared to Jiang Wenyu she was much calmer.

At this time, quite a number of people had already gathered here. Some walked around looking, occasionally stopping before certain unique garments to converse and discuss with each other.

Zhong Beiyue in a long dress seemed to know everyone here; people would come up to greet her from time to time. Although some people paid attention to Jiang Wenyu and Chen Lan's attire, after seeing they were Zhong Beiyue's friends they all nodded in acknowledgment.

"Come, let's go upstairs with me!" Zhong Beiyue seemed exceptionally excited, directly pulling the two of them toward the second floor.

The two of them were baffled and could only let her drag them along. Arriving on the second floor, a man about sixty years old walked over; his attire was also very solemn and dignified.

"Miss Zhong, you've come. Are these two the friends you mentioned?"

Zhong Beiyue immediately nodded: "Yes, this is Chen Lan, the one I mentioned to you before. This is Chen Lan's husband, called Jiang Wenyu."

The other party smiled very politely, nodded at Jiang Wenyu, then said to Chen Lan: "Miss Chen, you've waited long. Next, please instruct us."

Both Chen Lan and Jiang Wenyu were somewhat baffled. After the man left, Zhong Beiyue smiled at Chen Lan: "He's called Rang Wenlu, the host of this Grand Exhibition, preeminent in the field of fashion design, also an expert with very discerning eyes."

Finished speaking, she again led the two of them around. In fact, the Grand Exhibition had already begun; quite a few professionals were already praising or criticizing various garments, and the scene became lively for a time.

After about a moment, Zhong Beiyue again pulled the two of them to the end of the second floor, where a specially designed dress was placed.

Coming close, Zhong Beiyue suddenly became calm, saying to Chen Lan: "Can you take a look at this long dress? If you find anything special, you can speak it out. I want to hear it."

Chen Lan still seemed somewhat puzzled. Zhong Beiyue continued: "As a fashion designer, what we need is not merely creativity, but also vision."

Although Zhong Beiyue had changed quite a bit since leaving Chema City last time, in terms of experience she still had some over Chen Lan. The latter, not having much choice, slowly walked forward.

Jiang Wenyu could see that ever since coming here, Chen Lan had been suppressing her excitement. This place was simply a paradise for fashion designers. Although Jiang Wenyu couldn't experience it, he could understand.

It was just that the mood of searching for Chen Na now made Chen Lan temporarily suppress all thoughts.

Jiang Wenyu didn't understand this aspect at all, completely couldn't comprehend. From his gaze, he could only see that the dress before him had nothing special. The color presented a faint white, very similar to the one Zhong Beiyue wore. But at the waist, shoulders, and hem there were several basic pendant ornaments from ancient Chinese clothing. Also a one-piece dress, the hem was smaller and more compact, more like an evening gown.

Other things Jiang Wenyu couldn't understand looking at them. Chen Lan, after approaching, became extremely serious, looking as if she had become a different person.

Zhong Beiyue at the side, for some reason, suddenly became somewhat nervous. One hand actually grabbed Jiang Wenyu's clothes corner, pinching it tightly and not letting go. Even fine beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead.

Not only that, Rang Wenlu who had greeted them earlier actually also came over from somewhere, very quietly standing silently beside Zhong Beiyue, also staring fixedly at Chen Lan who was appreciating the garment ahead.

Jiang Wenyu, this layman, could only stand motionless at the moment. Unknowingly, he actually felt somewhat nervous too, not saying a word.

Time dripped away drop by drop. A full half hour had passed.