The contract is dangerous, and Shan Shao loves unrestrainedly

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, with a mocking arc, he took out his phone and sent a text message.

Jiao Yuqing stood with the microphone on the stage for a while before she realized that she raised her head and did not shy away from Wu Lei's gaze, saying every word in a firm tone: "I am sure that my design works are not plagiarized, and I am an independent person from the beginning to the end. Completed."

Wu Lei cut it, with disdain in his eyes, he threw the microphone in his hand.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was not right, the host laughed and hurriedly saved the scene: "Wu Lei's judges' questions have always been so sharp, so let's start the judges' scoring session. This is our last contestant, will she change the scene?" What is the current ranking?"

Jiao Yuqing held the microphone nervously, fixed her eyes on the big screen and waited for the final result. This was her painstaking effort for so long, and she hoped for a good result.

The score on the screen began to change, and her score finally stopped at the second place, which was still a relatively high score.

But Jiao Yuqing frowned. The scores of the other judges were all above [-], so why did the final score reach the [-]s.

The host didn't pay attention, and pointed to the scores and rankings on the big screen, holding a reminder card to prepare for the final process.

"Now all our results and rankings are out..."

"Wait a minute!" Jiao Yuqing interrupted the host's words, turned to face the judges' seat, looked at Wu Lei with burning eyes, "I would like to ask the judges of Wu Lei why they gave my work such a low score, Is this a fair score based on professional competence? Or is it your subjective evaluation?"

Wu Lei's expression changed, and he took the microphone to respond: "I don't think the plagiarized design work is worthy of participating in this competition, and of course, it is even more unworthy of my scoring."

Jiao Yuqing's eyes froze. As a designer, she certainly knew what plagiarism meant to a designer. It was a crime that could put her on the pillar of shame in the design industry for life. Her tone became firmer and sharper.

"I would like to ask judge Wu Lei, what evidence do you have to prove that my design is plagiarized?"

"There's nothing to prove." Wu Lei casually waved his hands on the judging panel, with a sarcastic expression, "Based on your identity, you can't design such a work, but you just want to use the competition to hype the popularity. "

Jiao Yuqing closed her eyes, the anger surging from the bottom of her heart made her almost unable to stand, but she still clenched her hands and looked up at him, facing the camera and the discussion.

"As the vice president of this city's Design Industry Association, you should understand how serious the charge of plagiarism is to a designer. Is it too inappropriate for you to suspect me of plagiarism without any evidence?"

Ramon knocked on the table, looked at the two sides, and said, "Judge Wu, you are also a designer, so it is too hasty to deal with plagiarism..."

Wu Lei slapped the table violently, leaned against the back of the chair with his face raised, with a look of disdain, "Since the NO.12 contestant disagrees with me, please show evidence to prove that you did not plagiarize. If there is no evidence If not, then you are plagiarizing, and you will be completely blacklisted by the design industry in this city!"

Jiao Yuqing narrowed her eyes, hiding the helplessness and anger in her eyes.

What he said was grandiose, but he was actually "playing hooligans" for his own framing. He couldn't produce evidence to prove that her work was plagiarized, so he asked her to produce evidence to prove herself.

But she endured it, and slowly opened the contents of the USB flash drive and displayed them on the big screen, including all dozens of editions of her manuscripts from the beginning to the end, and various materials.

After Jiao Yuqing finished her presentation, she turned around and looked at the judges' bench with sharp eyes.

"This is my evidence. These should belong to the designer's own secrets, but now I am forced to show them to everyone, and I have communicated with the Ramon judges during the creation period."

Ramon nodded, glanced at the person next to him, and took the microphone directly, "Yes, I can testify that her design work has been communicated with me before, and it is indeed my own independent design work."

Wu Lei's face instantly became ugly, and he simply stood up and smashed the jar, pointing at Ramon, with a bad tone.

"Since you said that you communicated with her in private, then you and her are in the same group, and you will deceive all the audience and judges by collecting money!"

"According to Wu Lei's judges, how about all the manuscripts and materials of the No. 12 contestants, whoever plagiarizes will prepare so many materials and ask for trouble?" Ramon was not angry, and met his gaze slowly Tell the truth.

The audience below immediately burst into laughter, watching the play quietly for such a long time, no one is a fool.

The audience's discussion made Wu Lei's face turn green and white, and he couldn't say a word, so he could only sit in his seat with a red face, without making a sound or responding.

Seeing that something was wrong, the host quickly smoothed things over.

"Okay, audience friends, after a unanimous discussion and decision by the director team, the score of the No. 12 contestant Wu Lei and the judges will be kicked out. After taking the average score, our champion is the No. 12 contestant, Jiao Yuqing!"

After a few seconds of silence, there was a burst of applause.

Jiao Yuqing heaved a sigh of relief, curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and glanced down, but suddenly met a familiar and cold gaze, and her breath was suffocated.

Yes, Shan Lingchen!
Jiao Yuqing blinked her eyes, her heart froze suddenly, and when she turned her head to check if it was him, the host blocked her view.

"Now we have the judges to present awards to our contestants!"

With the applause below and the dazzling spotlight, Jiao Yuqing smiled and took a photo with the judges while holding the trophy, and only looked at the seat just now, but only saw an empty seat.

The smile on her lips suddenly withdrew, could it be that she misread it just now?
This design competition has a relatively high degree of recognition in the design industry. Just as Jiao Yuqing announced that she had won the championship, the media immediately got the news and stopped her where she left off.

Jiao Yuqing accepted the interview, said hello to Ramon before completely calming down, took out her phone and saw the text message lying on the notification page.

"It's over, come to the underground garage."

She didn't need to look at the sender to know who sent this text message. Isn't Shan Lingchen angry with her?
Jiao Yuqing was not sure. Holding the trophy and certificate, she saw a slender figure leaning against the car from a distance, wearing a black ascetic suit, with a cigarette between her right fingertips, her breathing was suddenly a little rough.

It has to be admitted that this man has an alluring charm.

Shan Lingchen flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, glanced sideways at the figure standing in one place, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his tone was low.

"What are you doing standing there?"