Chapter 244 Late
Meanwhile, Selena was wearing her brand’s high-end gown outside the stage.
When she appeared, she instantly attracted the cameras’ attention.
The competition would be broadcasted live. Hence, the production team wouldn’t tolerate any mistakes.
Also, they allowed the audience to vote through an online poll.
However, the ultimate decision was still up to Selena. She would pick the top five contestants before the audience would vote for who they thought was the best designer.
After Selena’s fashion show was over, the host stepped onto the stage.
Once the opening speech was delivered, the music played, and the male model of the first designer entered the stage.
Before the competition started, the director told the models to amble on stage to increase the voting time.”
After the model completed his walk, the designer would be summoned on stage to receive Selena’s
comments.
Meanwhile, Christina had called Francis hundreds of times, but he still didn’t pick up the phone. He’s not playing a trick on me at this crucial moment, right? He should know how important this competition is to me…. Ugh, I feel like I’m standing on a razor’s edge.
As she hugged the shirt she designed silently, she felt a sense of helplessness that she never experienced bombarding her.
The music continued to play while the designers made their appearances on stage one by one. Just as she thought she had run out of time, a tall figure barged into the room.
Francis bolted toward Christina, panting and sweating. “I’m sorry I’m late!”
He didn’t seem well, looking as if he had just completed a marathon.
At that moment, Christina snapped back to reality. Of course, she was furious.
She was eager to scold him, questioning him where he was and why he was late.
However, she resisted the urge to do so because she cared much more about the competition.
A starry look swirled in her eyes. “You’re not late. Just change into this quickly.”
Christina stuffed the shirt she had prepared into Francis hand. “Change your pants in the dressing room first.”
Upon ending her sentence, she went looking for a makeup artist. However, since the competition had started, all the backstage crew had already left.
Thus, she returned to the room without locating anyone she needed.
After Francis changed his pants, he noticed a few scars on the checkered design. Before he could ask Christina about it, she leaned toward his face. “All the makeup artists have left, so I’ll apply them for you
She received plenty of makeup training during her time at Radiant Corporation. Additionally, Francis was already attractive, so she applied cosmetics on him based on the effect she had in mind.
In the end, she removed a limited-edition lipstick from her bag and applied it to his lips. “Perfect. It’s showtime.”
-The second last team had already entered the stage. Therefore, it was Francis’ turn next.
Under the spotlight, he stepped onto the stage as stylishly as possible.
The crowd’s attention was glued to him.
Their impression of Francis was that he was a seductive, androgynous man because that was how he often. appeared in magazines. In other words, everyone was familiar with his typical mesmerizing appearance. Hence, when they saw him rocking a different style, they were intrigued by his new look.
He wore a black shirt with a collar that displayed his Adam’s apple and a fringe jacket with visible cuts and ta*sels. His pants were unconventional as they had holes in them.
It was like he was a manly, distinguished general from the middle ages, breaking through a dangerous siege to appear before the crowd.
In less than a minute, the polling website showed his attire was the highest voted compared to the rest.
Without a doubt, Christina won, even though she was the last to appear.
Selena couldn’t stop praising Christina’s design because she didn’t expect the latter could change Francis’ image so successfully. After all, the more good-looking someone was, the more challenging it was to change their style.
The reason was that they would easily outshine any clothing they were wearing.
“This design is incredibly creative, Christina. I’m willing to buy it from you.” It was Selena’ first time proactively extending such an offer to a designer.
Christina felt honored and agreed immediately.
The netizens cheered for her. Everyone adored her design. The spotlights were all gathered on her while the other designers were ignored.
After the competition, Christina successfully moved on to the next round with Margaret, Nancy, Benjamin’s designer, and a few others who graduated from prestigious academies.
Once the result was out, Selena allowed the contestants to relax for two days after they had worked so hard. The theme for the third round of the competition would be announced on Saturday.
While the group talked about celebrating their success, Christina slipped away when no one was watching because she felt exhausted.
Francis had already returned backstage and changed into his own clothes. His a*sistant handed him at bottle of water.
While approaching him, she recalled how anxious she felt waiting for him to arrive and remarked, “I was scared to death earlier. I thought you weren’t going to come and that I was going to lose the competition. I feel so unlucky to be paired up with you.”
Staring at his expression, she thought, Why does he look aggrieved, as if I misunderstood him?Heh, he really is an actor. He sure knows how to play pretend
After she packed her stuff and was preparing to leave, Francis’ a*sistant, Parker Spencer, blurted furiously. “How can you say that to Mr. Fernando? Did you know he came here even though he’s injured? He promised to head to the hospital after the competition but didn’t leave immediately because he was worried you would figure it out. Despite that, you kept chiding him. He should be the one to feel unlucky. working with you!” Does she know how expensive it is to hire Mr. Fernando for an hour? Can she even afford it?
With a darkened expression, Francis spoke. “Stop it, Parker,”
“I’m just telling the truth. We should visit the hospital right now. You can’t delay the treatment of the wound on your back any longer.”
Francis is hurt? Christina was stunned. A moment later, she inquired, “Where are you hurt? Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I’m fine,” a*sured Francis.
For some reason, the look in his eyes softens my heart. Christina replied, “You could’ve told me beforehand if you didn’t have time. It’s not like it has to be you.”
I shouldn’t have said those hurtful things earlier. He came here with an untreated wound to help me, yet I didn’t show him any appreciation. Biting her lip, she uttered in a small voice, “Where are you hurt? Let’s go to the hospital first.”
Raising his hand, Francis gestured for her to approach him.
She didn’t know what he was trying to do but still did as he asked.
As he hugged her, his unique cologne propelled into her nose.
