After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

Yun Ling looked at Han Ye's pompous expression, very curious.

Last time I watched her national style show, I felt quite satisfactory. I hope this time her design can be bright.

However, this little girl's mentality is not quite right. If she doesn't teach her well, she probably won't go far in this circle.

Yun Ling took the photo album, and the moment she opened it, she was slightly startled.

Because the design in front of me is exactly the same as the skin she designed for Wang Zhaojun in the game!

She believes that there are coincidences in the world, such as people who look similar.

But to say exactly the same, the probability is really slim.

"Xiao Ye, is this really your design?" Yun Ling raised his eyebrows, his eyes were inquisitive and sharp.

Han also froze abruptly, but after only a few seconds, he squatted and said, "...I designed it! It took me several nights to come up with it."

"Xiaoye's work attitude is still very commendable."

"Yes, young people nowadays can endure less hardship."

Several masters were lamenting that Han Ye stayed up all night.

If Han really stayed up all night to draw this design, that would be understandable.

But if it is lying...

Yun Ling's eyes drooped, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and his voice was cold: "Ordinary people match Xi Shi with lotus because Xi Shi is on the water's edge, and the lotus has an artistic conception.

Match Yuhuan and peony, because the Tang Dynasty loves peony especially.

Tell me, why do you link Zhaojun and Meihua together?

Far away in the desert, where does the plum blossom come from? "

When this question came out, Han was also speechless.

At that time, she didn't think too much about the design drawings, so she thought it was pretty.

"Plum, it proves to be winter...because...because..."

Han also clenched his fists suddenly, suddenly unable to compose words.

She racked her brains and wanted to review historical allusions, but due to poor historical knowledge, she couldn't think of it.

In the end, it's like memorizing a verse: "Because Meihua Ling Han is alone! It represents a kind of perseverance! Zhaojun is alone, it takes courage!"

After listening to her explanation, the masters next to her frowned.

The explanation is far-fetched, and she thought she was a design inspiration that came up with quotations from classics, but she came up with it casually by scratching her head?

Suddenly, the masters felt that Han Ye's design was a bit depreciated, not as stunning as it was at the beginning.

Yun Ling smiled even more after hearing Han Ye's explanation.

She raised her eyes, and the cold eyes fell on Lu Xiuyan: "Xiao Lu, is this a good apprentice you carefully cultivated?"

This soul-like torture made Lu Xiuyan shiver.

"As a designer, it is impossible to be unlearned and skillless like this." Yun Ling said lightly, but his whole body exuded a kind of majesty that could not be resisted.

She is very fierce at the moment.

The expression in his eyes was even more cold.

"Xiao Ye, let me ask you again, is this design really your original?"

Han also had a guilty conscience at Shang Yunling's sight.

Could it be that this kid found out what clues?

impossible?

The design drawings she picked up casually could not be so coincidental, right? Yun Ling designed it?

Thinking of this, Han also plucked up the courage and bit the bullet and said: "It was really designed by me..."

Her tone was soft, even pitiful.

Yun Ling sneered: "Very good."

These two words don't have any emotion, like a sharp blade, plunge into Han Ye's heart.

Yun Ling closed the design atlas and threw it heavily on the dining table.

'Snapped'--

The sound was so heavy that everyone present was shocked.

"Zheng Yu, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote a poem "Zhaojun Resentment: Plum Blossom". My inspiration came from this poem. Tao means flowers come in spring, Tao means snow comes with fragrant smells. This poem adopts the bixing technique to express There is a sober and pleasing taste. The Zhaojun in my design complains, but she does not complain. So the color of the clothes is bright lake blue..."

After Yun Ling explained his design philosophy, all the people present felt a sense of openness.

I see……

But wait!

"Master Yun, do you think you designed this?" a master asked incredulously.

Yun Ling raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Why? Doesn't it look like? Doubt?"

"Dare not... You are the master of the master, that is, the master of the master."

"Then Xiaoye, did you plagiarize your master's grandfather's work? You also lied that it was your own design?"

"Xiao Ye, the design can be done well, if the character is not good, it will be ruined."

The masters scolded Han one after another.

Han also blushed and suddenly didn't know what to say.

She bit her lips tightly: "This design...really mine...maybe my grandfather and I have seen the same thing...think of going together..."

If she admits to plagiarism, then her career is over!

Just ask, who would buy a copy of the work?

However, she is not simply copying, but copying other people's designs one by one.

I can't admit it, I can't admit it even if I'm killed!

But obviously, her explanation is pale and weak.

Yun Ling shook his head, his voice lowered, and he was strangely cold: "Xiao Lu, please drive people out of the teacher's door."

Her tone was light and fluttering, as if she was talking about something insignificant.

Lu Xiuyan was stunned for a while, and it took a long time to react: "Yes."

After responding, he looked at Han Ye: "Xiao Ye, you are confused, you shouldn't, really shouldn't plagiarize your master's grandfather's work!

Come on, where did you plagiarize the drawing? "

Lu Xiuyan sank his face, instantly expressionless, becoming very ruthless.

The atmosphere there suddenly became weird.

No one of the masters dared to speak, you look at me, I look at you, amazed at the result of this treatment.

Han also opened his mouth, unbelievable: "Expelled from the teacher's door?? Master, is it so serious? You expelled me from the teacher's door, what about the two sets of costume design for the Spring Festival Gala?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiuyan frowned and looked at Yun Ling.

Yun Ling hooked the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Lu, hand over all four costumes to An An."

"Is it feasible?" Lu Xiuyan was a little worried.

Yun Ling snorted softly, "Don't you believe my eyes? You apprentice, she has great potential."

Lu Xiuyan nodded, patted his thigh, and looked at Han Ye: "I heard it? You don't need to be on the Spring Festival Gala."

"How come...!" Han also started to cry.

She just picked up a drawing and moved a little bit selfishly, so the consequences are so serious?

"Master, I really didn't plagiarize. It's a coincidence." Han Ye stood up pitifully, squatted next to Lu Xiuyan, grabbed his hand and pleaded bitterly.

"It's all this time, and your mouth is still stiff? Xiao Ye, you really disappointed me this time!" Lu Xiuyan's eyes were full of dimness, and he sighed and pushed her hand away.

Yun Ling looked at her and lifted his legs: "I will not wrong you if I collect the cat urine. Besides me, my design drawings have been through the hands of Ye Kaixuan. I will know when I make a call."

After all, she directly took out the phone and turned on the hands-free.

The call was made quickly.

"Hello, Master?"

Hearing that Yunling's apprentice is not only Lu Xiuyan, but also other people, the masters secretly sighed, this young man is really awesome!

"Go and check, who has been handled by my design drawings, and whether it might have been seen by irrelevant people halfway through."

"It's a coincidence." Ye Kaixuan responded immediately: "The secretary of the President's Office said that I lost two drawings, one of which is your design!"