When Charlotte Thompson entered the makeup room, Asher Howard and Amelia Forbes were already there, along with several other judges.
Due to changes in the competition format, the production team had added a few new judges this time.
A younger designer in the room nodded at Charlotte and quickly approached her, acting as if he was quite familiar with her.
With someone breaking the ice, the remaining designers in the makeup room also flocked to Charlotte’s side.
Even Amelia Forbes couldn’t help but glance over a few times.
Only Asher Howard, seated in the corner, remained impassive, not even bothering to glance in Charlotte’s direction.
Although Charlotte was helpless about this, she still maintained a polite smile on her face.
After a while, the production team finally came to announce the start of the recording, allowing Charlotte to let out a breath of relief.
Prepared to head to the recording site, she heard a cold snort in her ear just as she was leaving.
"Miss Thompson, you sure have quite the air about you,"
As Charlotte turned around, she saw Bright Lucas standing not far away, her hands crossed and a sarcastic smile on her face.
Charlotte simply gazed at Lucas without responding to her provocative words.
However, seeing Charlotte’s attitude, Lucas felt a sense of discontent. She stepped forward and blocked Charlotte’s path.
"Charlotte, who are you trying to impress with your haughty attitude? If not for the Thompson backing you, who would pay any attention to you?"
"Miss Lucas, I’m not Miss Thompson here, but Designer Joy. If you want to ask about my design, I’d be happy to share. If it’s about other matters..."
Charlotte shifted her gaze away.
"Please excuse me, Miss Lucas. The recording is about to start. We can’t be late."
"Just wait, Charlotte!"
Lucas glared fiercely at Charlotte before turning around to leave.
"Why is she like that?" Coco murmured in Charlotte’s ear.
"Don’t say that, let’s go."
Charlotte helplessly smoothed her hair at her temples.
She hasn’t done anything, so why is she attracting such hatred?
Charlotte wondered if she should find time to have her fortune told.
The show was now in its final stages. After the first two rounds of sketching inspiration, it was finally time for the contestants to design actual garments.
Of course, for the sake of the show’s entertainment effect, the production team had set challenges to obtain the materials needed for making the clothes.
However, considering the celebrities participating in the show already had some following, the production team was not too harsh.
Charlotte glanced over the materials prepared by the team. Apart from fabrics from high-end fashion brands, there were also some common ones.
Leaning back slightly, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Compared to the previous two episodes, the difficulty level in this one was even higher.
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Moreover, many of the contestants had drawn high-end gowns, which required very specific materials.
If they didn’t find the appropriate material, it might be impossible to achieve the desired effect.
Even the top contestant from the first round might lose simply due to the choice of fabric.
Even more so since the contestants had to make the dresses themselves. How many of them had hands-on experience?
That’s why more designers were invited onto the show this time around, to assist the contestants in the later stages of garment construction.
Charlotte tapped the table with her fingernail. Lincoln Smith’s planning was truly excellent. It certainly ramped up the competitive atmosphere of the show.