Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

The design drawing was signed by Phoebe. The dress on the drawing was short at the front and long at the back, and there was a large hem and cloak. On the hem and the cloak, there were large phoenix embroidery patterns, which looked luxurious and grand. It could be seen that this was an evening dress. Besides, it was worn at the sacrifice.

Violet really didn't know where Phoebe got this design.

Violet looked over at Phoebe.

As if sensing her gaze, Phoebe turned her head, smiled triumphantly, and gave her a thumbs up.

Violet was slightly startled.

What was the meaning?

Was Phoebe giving her a thumbs up?

Just when she was thinking about it, Phoebe's hand moved again, and her thumb was slowly downward, making a despising movement.

So humiliated! Violet's face sank. Stanley, who was watching the live broadcast, looked even more gloomy.

Fraser also said, "Phoebe is not afraid to be scolded by viewers when she makes such a move in front of the camera."

"What is she afraid of? Haven't you seen her votes?" Stanley squinted at the voting data at the bottom of the live broadcast room.

Phoebe's number of votes was so good. She steadily occupied the first place, which was thousands more than Violet's. So Violet was firmly placed in second place.

Moreover, Phoebe's votes were still growing at an extremely fast rate, which showed how popular her design was.

"I see. Everyone likes to see genius. Phoebe’s design is better than designer Violet’s. So even if she is so arrogant, viewers won’t say anything. They just think she has a personality. After all, genius always have some privileges." Fraser said, pushing his glasses.

Stanley propped his chin, "Do you really think this design is Phoebe's own?"

Fraser was taken aback, "Mr. Murphy, what do you mean..."

design such top clothes. If she has this talent, she will have been famous internationally. How can she still doesn't even have a masterpiece until now?" Stanley sneered. Then he said coldly, "Go and check

nodded and immediately went out

chair, crossed his arms on his chest, and continued to stare

was up. The four contestants selected by Mr. Moore had already been ranked.

with a microphone, "The top four have been selected. I am very happy that the four can advance. First

audience, members of Design Association

designers stood up and bowed to everyone with a smile. Only Phoebe was unable to get up because of a leg injury and bowed

lowered her head, a trace of panic

Why did she have

declare the end of

Phoebe gritted her teeth angrily, but she didn't show

paying attention to her, still saw the problem on her face, because

Phoebe

Phoebe tell the idea of the

Phoebe

her back, took all her attention from Phoebe, and listened carefully to the designer on the stage to tell

stage was fourth. Mr. Moore invited everyone on stage

all finished, and

walked to the stage, took the small baton handed over by the third designer, smiled at the audience, and began to explain, "My design concept is actually very simple. As we

stage, Phoebe's jealous eyes were red, and clenched her skirt so hard that

person on the stage was herself, even if the design was her own,

Violet was, then it

for nearly ten

because she spoke very wonderfully. Even some of the details were even

good!" Mr. Moore looked at Violet, his

"Thank you, Mr. Moore.

and design ability deserve such praises. There are not many designers in our country who are on the international stage. Now I am old, and our domestic design circle depends on your generation to support. Come on!" Mr. Moore patted