On the screen, Hailey's expression grew even uglier, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Of course, they had taught the basic production procedures in school.
But…
But her mind hadn't been on her studies. She forgot things as soon as she saw them, never committing them to memory.
Now, she couldn't remember a single thing.
Hailey mumbled, "I—I only excel at design... fabrication has always been my weak point."
The artisan felt like he had celebrated too soon. He had thought that, by encountering such a genius designer whose style was so reminiscent of his idol, Queen, he'd be working with an all-around talent just like her. He'd thought he could just relax for the entire round.
He never expected… she was a complete novice who knew nothing.
He really wanted to know what on earth this genius designer had learned in school!
The artisan took a deep breath to calm himself. "According to the competition rules, I can only assist from the side. You must be personally responsible for all the procedures. Since you were able to create such a stunning design, you must already have an image of the finished piece in your mind. Just follow what you're imagining and get started. I'll teach you how to use all the tools."
Hailey's face went pale.
But these were the rules of the competition, and all the cameras were still on her. There was no way she could have the artisan take over completely. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and start.
***
Five hours flew by.
The workshop doors opened.
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