"Why have you been so impatient lately? Isn't it just because Master Jiang hasn't responded to your mom?" Wang Chengyang tentatively asked, "Maybe Master Jiang has been busy lately?"
"The overseas spring and summer fashion weeks are already over, how busy can he be?" Li Zhihua said irritably, "This is my last chance. I only got five series of designs from Ye Qiu back then, and I've already used three. The one I'm competing with is the best one right now. If this can't make Master Jiang take me as his disciple, it's over, you know?"
"Without Master Jiang, can't another option work out? Why do you insist on being his disciple?"
Li Zhihua's eyes were sharp: "I want only the best."
"You said the judges gave particularly high evaluations for this series, haven't they? It's not even the semifinals yet, let's wait and see, maybe Master Jiang is also observing."
