Let Me Stay The Night

Chapter 241 Group Competition

Francis had always gone with the sexy style, as was apt, considering his strongest point was his good looks.”

Changing his style is going to be easier said than done.

Exhausted from all the thinking, Christina fell asleep. The whole night, she kept dreaming of Nathaniel, either of him walking out of the bathroom after taking a shower or him looking all elegant in a suit.

Her wonderful dream was eventually disrupted by her morning alarmi

They were going to start working on their outfits today. In order to get more footage, the director invited some of the participants to do an interview on the first floor of the mansion.

Margaret, Nancy, and two other designers were talking about their daily lives and where they usually drew inspiration from.

Anyone who was in the industry knew that their words meant nothing. Inspiration was something that no one was able to express properly.

Christina immediately headed to the studio after breakfast. To prevent plagiarism, each tailor station was hidden from view by wooden panels. Apart from the public area, no one knew what everyone else was doing.

Christina drew several designs but was still unsatisfied with them. Ultimately, she combined all the elements she had been thinking about and finally came up with a draft she was happy with.

Now that she had a concrete idea, she could begin working on it.

When Christina went to select the fabrics, she realized that they were merely of ordinary quality.

Everyone else who came after her also realized the same thing.

Logically, Selena wouldn’t provide them with fabrics of such low quality.

Just then, the director announced through the broadcast system that all designers were to gather on the first floor of the mansion..

Amidst their confusion, the designers shuffled to the first floor and saw that the living room was filled with the highest quality fabric one could get along with all kinds of beautiful

gemstones.

All these materials would help them take their designs to the next level.

“Designers, I’m sure all of you have already noticed that the fabrics in the tailor room are not up to par. Now, you’ll be playing a game. The winning team will get to choose their fabrics first, and the losers will have to make do with the leftovers.”

Isn’t this a proper fashion design competition? Why does it feel like we’re in a variety show?

No one was willing to participate in such a ridiculous game, but if they refused, they wouldn’t be able to get the fabrics.

Only a designer would know how important the quality of the material was to the outfit.

groups of two. Once you’re done, go to

the staff members all left the house and started

up

remaining participants started to look for partners as well, with the taller ones being favored

to run

a hundred and sixty-two centimeters, Christina was not

left out.

over their partners. One woman-an influencer-pushed a man to the ground and spat, “How are you even going to take part in the race

and retorted, “She already agreed to team up with me, yet

thin lips, he wasn’t very good-looking, but he carried

well.

competition, but they had been eliminated over the last few rounds, leaving him the only

the female participants

graduate from an unknown college like you compete with those of us who attended

make sure you get eliminated in

that segregation is bound to happen when humans gather. Well, that saying

design schools, so it was natural that they

to others was a

was what mattered

tugged on his arm. “We can be partners if you don’t

I don’t mind. My name is Benjamin.

affected at all

“Christina.”

to the courtyard to see that several cameras

The order of picking the materials would be determined

the staff members tied their feet together with a

“Ready, get set, go!”

director’s command, everyone huddled together

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catch up to them, grew indignant as she watched them

exchanged glances and immediately gave Christina

the ground, scraping her palms and forehead on the uneven surface of the acupressure

Christina whispered, tears welling up in her

Margaret and Nancy. “Why did you

shot Christina a smug smile and headed to the finish line

Those

Christina?” he asked