Hearing this, Xiu Yu sucked in a breath of cold air.
In the past, she would have thought that Ying Zijin was joking.
But this time, she would not.
A casual oil painting could attract the honorary professor of Continent O's Royal Academy of Arts. Designing clothes would not be a problem either.
Xiu Yu looked around and lowered her voice. "Papa YIng, when did you sneak into First Light Media?"
"Not really." Ying Zijin yawned and said lazily, "I'm open and aboveboard."
"Sigh, I want to join First Light Media too." Xiu Yu was eager to try. "Papa YIng, do you think I should go to First Light Media to be a cleaner after graduation? I'll only clean the room for our Zaizai."
Jiang Ran, who was drowsy, woke up a little when he heard this. "What? You want to be a cleaner? Then come to my house. I'll give you 100,000 yuan a month. "
Xiu Yu slapped an apple on Jiang Ran's head.
Ying Zijin tilted her head and looked at the two of them thoughtfully.
There was no doubt that Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu were from the capital.
But the reason and purpose were still unknown.
Ying Zijin lowered her eyes slightly.
Jiang Ran practiced ancient martial arts and was related to the ancient martial arts world. He was not an ordinary person.
With her current Divine Calculation ability, she really couldn't calculate any important information.
Moreover, there was another internal force in Jiang Ran's body that did not belong to him. It obviously came from an even stronger ancient martial artist.
As for Xiu Yu, it reminded her of a big family in the capital.
"Sigh, I'm a bad person. I take pleasure in other people's misfortune." Xiu Yu was very happy. "I really want to see Zhong Zhiwan's expression."
As if to fulfill her wish, the live broadcast changed at this moment.
The cameraman gave Zhong Zhiwan a big shot.
On the screen, Zhong Zhiwan's face was as white as a sheet of paper. His makeup was wet with sweat, and he looked like a drowned rat.
Her teeth kept chattering and her body started to tremble like a sieve.
Zhong Zhiwan saw the camera pointing at her. She wanted to escape, but everyone's eyes were on her.
Their eyes were filled with disgust as if they were looking at trash.
There were thorns on his back, and it was burning hot.
On the judging panel, Martha stood up again.
She held the microphone with a slight smile on her face. "First Light Media's' Four Spirits' series is the best design I've seen in my years as a judge."
"It's very unique and innovative. I almost thought that this designer from Hua had seen these four mythical beasts before."
At the same time, information about the designer of First Light Media appeared on the big screens on both sides.
There were no photos and no gender.
Just one word.
Charm.
"It's a pity that she can't be here." Martha added, "But that doesn't stop her from getting first place this time."
No one wanted to refute her.
Not to mention the four gowns, just one of them was enough to outshine the rest.
"So, Zhong Zhiwan —" Martha's gaze shifted, and her smile disappeared instantly. "I asked you before. Are you sure that you designed that gown? You answered 'yes' and you were very firm."
"I-I didn't …" Zhong Zhiwan was flustered. She took a few deep breaths before she managed to calm down. "I designed it. I didn't expect to bump into the elements. It's so similar."
She had nowhere else to go. She might as well fight to the death.
Unexpectedly, Martha's expression turned even colder. "You're still denying it at this point. Backstage."
With this instruction, the four gowns of First Light Media appeared on the big screen.
The backstage staff had specially enlarged the patterns of each gown.
"Please take a look." Martha raised her hand. "I consulted First Light Media and found out that there's something special about these gowns."
"This pattern isn't just for aesthetics. It also contains the designer's name. It's the seal script of Hua."
On the big screen, the pattern was heavily outlined.
At this moment, Martha said, "Everyone, please take a look at this Chinese embroidery gown."
The big screen was split into two. The Chinese embroidery gown appeared on the right side. Similarly, the pattern was enlarged.
For Hua people, the seal script wasn't as easy to recognize as the regular script. It was somewhat abstract.
However, this didn't prevent them from seeing that the pattern on both sides was the same.
It was obvious that this was evidence of plagiarism.
[Wow, I've never seen such a shameless person. Not only is she plagiarizing, she's also refusing to admit it. Where did she get her face from?]
[She's so young. She still has a long way to go. Why would she plagiarize? What's her motive?]
[At first, I thought this girl was pretty good-looking. She's pretty and has a good temperament. I didn't expect her to be a plagiarist. I'm going to vomit.]
Zhong Zhiwan looked at the pattern in disbelief. Her face turned pale again.
She never expected that the pattern would be the name of the designer of First Light Media!
She thought it was just for aesthetic reasons.
Zhong Zhiwan's head buzzed as if countless bees had snuck in.
The light fell on her face as if mocking her ignorance and ugliness.
"The design world doesn't need designers who plagiarize for a living." Martha nodded at the camera. "I'll take this opportunity to announce that Chinese embroidery is banned from all design competitions and talent shows. Zhong Zhiwan —"
"I thought you were young and didn't know any better. That's why I asked you repeatedly. If you were brave enough to admit your mistake, I would have given you a chance. But you didn't."
Zhong Zhiwan's lips trembled violently. Her face was pale.
"So I'm sorry. You've been banned from the design world. I also hope that everyone here can take this opportunity to be vigilant. No matter what, plagiarism is not allowed!"
At the side, in the audience.
Ke Huizhu also turned pale with fright.
She didn't expect that Zhong Zhiwan's plagiarism incident would affect the entire Chinese embroidery industry.
However, the designer plagiarized and tried to hide it. How would they know?
"Sister, what kind of person did you find?" Ke Hui-chu suppressed her anger and called Mrs. Mu, who was far away in the capital. She gritted her teeth. "Did you know? She plagiarized! She plagiarized from First Light Media. The Chinese embroidery industry is done for! "
"Sister, I asked you to help me find a designer because I trusted you. But what did you find for me?! Do you not care about our lives after marrying into Family Mu? "
"What?" Mrs. Mu's expression changed. "Plagiarism?"
"It's plagiarism!" Ke Hui-chu sneered. "Watch the live broadcast!"
With that, she hung up the phone.
**
At the same time, Luo Ziyue was also panicking.
Originally, as a model hired by Chinese embroidery, she could have completely cut ties with the Chinese embroidery.
However, her previous comments on Weibo had directly blocked her path.
The plagiarist wasn't Xie Manyu, but her.
"Luo Ziyue!" The agent was unprecedentedly angry. "What did I say? I told you to wait. Xie Manyu isn't someone you can trample on. Look! "
Luo Ziyue stared blankly at the phone that the agent threw at her. Her limbs were cold.
It was 9: 30 PM in Hua City and afternoon in Continent O.
However, the netizens were the most active at night.
Fashion design was a blind spot for many people. Most people had no interest in it.
However, Shang Yaozhi, a top celebrity, was added to the live broadcast. Many people watched it.
However, the netizens didn't expect to see a shocking piece of news.
# First Light Media, Chinese embroidery #
# Zhong Zhiwan, plagiarism #
# Luo Ziyue, Moon landing, Movie Queen Xie #
The three trending searches were firmly in the top three positions of the trending searches list, not moving at all.
Those who didn't watch the live broadcast clicked on the trending topics and understood what was going on.
[I'm dying of laughter. Luo Ziyue pretended to be a glamorous superstar, but she was actually a pitiful little white flower. She finally failed. Congratulations.]
[I strongly urge that Luo Ziyue be banned. She can debut in 'Youth 101' with her dancing and singing. She even tried to scam Movie Queen Xie. Does she deserve to stay in the entertainment industry?]
[Has anyone heard of the Ke Family? A family in the capital? A rich family?]
[No, I haven't heard of them. They're not famous. I've only heard of the Nie Family, Family Mu, the fifth family in the Xiu Family. Only a small family would do such a shameful thing.]
[Who is this Zhong Zhiwan? What's worse than plagiarism is unrepentance.]
[She's a disgrace to the world. She's ruined.]
On this side, the netizens began to exert their detective spirit and looked for Zhong Zhiwan.
On the other hand, the competition was over.
First Light Media topped the list, while Chinese embroidery didn't win any awards and was kicked out.
Ke Hui-chu found it difficult to breathe. She was so angry that she felt dizzy.
She turned around abruptly and looked at Zhong Zhiwan, who was in a daze. Her eyes were filled with disgust and her expression was cold.
Ke Hui-chu stepped forward, not caring that there were many people around.
She raised her hand and slapped Zhong Zhiwan's face.
She was ruthless and merciless.
"You want to step into the capital?"
----- Digression —
I'm in a good mood after beating this scumbag in the morning ~
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