
On the table was full of delicious food, and Nazyra tasted it, not only her satisfied taste, but her stomach as well.
After lunch, Nazyra returned to her room, but what was surprising was that Ganindra was coming with her again.
He sat on the sofa gracefully, picked up his book, and continued to read it.
Nazyra did not dare to say anything because Ganindra looked so focused on his book, then he immersed himself to work again.
Time passed quickly when they were busy, like the blink of an eye as the days passed.
Contest starts.
The contest officially starts at 8pm, after the semi-final round they will be standing on stage watched by the whole country, there will be an audience, there will be an audience, and many cameras to show it live on TV. It will be a big event and a live.
At 6 p.m., Nazyra arrived backstage of the contest. She goes to the place reserved for her, but then she meets Bella. Bella looks very pretty, her makeup is graceful, and her aura is mesmerizing. He looked at Nazyra with cold eyes, his voice challenging him.
"Nazyra, I never thought that you would get the chance to enter this competition, I thought you wouldn't even have the chance to make your design."
Then he paused for a moment before continuing in mockery, "Maybe it's because you don't have enough time, so you're just drawing carelessly in a hurry? . If you're going to present a piece of crap, it'll affect the name of the Denar Fashion Design Contest ."
He did not even lower his voice when he said that, many people around them heard him. And this is what other designers are also worried about.
They were all allowed to follow the semi-finals, each of their designs was very good, if the Nazyra design was too bad, he would not only lose his own face, but also drag everyone along with him.
What Bella just said made Nazyra sneered secretly by the other designers.
Nazyra pressed her lips together, she felt all eyes on her, but she said without caring about it, "You will soon see if my design is ugly or not."
"Then let's see, do your best." Bella said with a laugh, but her eyes showed that Nazyra's efforts were useless, whatever she was going to do, as if she was planning something.
Nazyra furrowed her brows, she could feel something was about to happen.
"Is everyone here?" Artya joins them and gathers all the designers to talk about some rules in the contest and what they should pay attention to.
In the end, she added, "The contestant's recruits will be determined by the lottery numbers, each number will be given to a model."
The order is scrambled, so is the model.
It was a contest where they all had to shine with their strength.
"Bella, number one." Artya took the number from the bowl and announced, then she took the next and so on. Until then it was Nazyra's turn at last.
Nazyra will be the last to perform, the last to show his work, the judges will be tired by then, and they may have higher expectations as well.
But maybe it's also a good opportunity to impress them. Nazyra did not mind, she was very confident, but when she looked at the model assigned to her, she lost a bit of her sense of spirit.
Tania looked at Nazyra with dislike in her eyes, "Nazyra, the enemy always seems to cross paths huh?. They even assigned me to walk on stage for you, are they trying to disgust me?"
Nazyra felt the cold wind, didn't she think she was also sick of Tania who would wear her design to walk on stage?
"Tania, how else, you're a model and I'm a designer, because we're assigned to each other, you just have to do your job." Nazyra said, she tried to amuse herself as well.
Nazyra had been worried about that once she saw Tania. But he couldn't do anything, he had no right to change his model.
Nazyra's face darkened, her voice serious, "I will watch over you at all times, if you do something, I will make a big fuss and destroy your career as a model."
If Tania acted, Nazyra would pull her underwater as well.Tania shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care, "I'm not that stupid."
Both hate each other, but work is work, they must work together with each other.
But Nazyra unpacked her clothes only after the competition started, they did not have much time left when she gave her design dress to Tania to try, just before it was her turn.
Even as Tania was wearing the dress, Nazyra followed her into the dressing room, continuing to watch her. She was afraid Tania would do something to ruin her dress.
"Nazyra, don't worry, even if I want to destroy you, I won't do something so low, I won't drag myself into it."
Tania really did nothing, but when she looked towards Nazyra, she grinned as if she was planning something.
Nazyra felt her heart tighten, she had a bad feeling.
"Nazyra, it's your turn." Artya came to him to remind him. Nazyra felt a little nervous and looked at Tania "Go away."
"okay."
Tania smiled, then she put on her high heels, and went towards the entrance of the stage. It was a clean flower dress, the color was mostly white, making the wearer look like an angel, it looked so elegant, it was very beautiful.
Artya nodded towards Tania, then she stood beside Nazyra and said in a low voice, "Honestly, if nothing gets in the way, your design might be the winner tonight."
The other dresses also look beautiful, but nothing is as great and flexible as hers. Looks like Nazyra was born to be a Designer .
Nazyra smiled politely, her eyes fixed on Tania at all times, if she could change her model, she wouldn't be so unsure as now.
The previous models left the stage and went back to the backstage one after another, Tania's turn was running now.
Tania started her steps gracefully, but just as she was about to turn around, a servant with a bottle of red wine approached, and suddenly bumped into Tania.
"My book!"
When Nazyra saw red wine spilling onto her dress, she froze in shock.
Nazyra thought to prevent it, but she did not expect Tania to stop as if waiting for the servant here!. He could not believe that the servant did it by accident.
Almost the entire bottom of the white dress was soaked with red wine, looking very red and looking very bad.
Tania who was wearing her dress, showed an innocent expression on her face.
"Mom Nazyra, I didn't do it on purpose."
It would be strange if it wasn't done on purpose!
Nazyra was so angry that her body became stiff.