Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Five days passed quickly, and the live broadcast room was full of excitement. The works of the contestants had all been completed, and the last screen presented in the live broadcast room was the scene when they finished their works.

It has to be said that the competition without a proposition can better show the strength of the contestants. Looking at the works of the contestants, the barrage of the audience in the live broadcast room will explode.

The contestants took their works to the exhibition hall on the first floor. The exhibition hall was covered with a red carpet. Every contestant who passed by had to choose to go to the red carpet side and take a photo with his work, just like a star walking on the red carpet.

Song Weiwei walked out of the elevator with the box in her hands, and the staff immediately greeted her and signaled her to wait a moment, while a photo was being taken in front of her.

Spotlights were flashing from time to time, and Song Weiwei was waiting in front of two contestants, one of whom was Lin Yu.

Lin Yu heard the movement behind her and saw Song Weiwei being led over by the staff. Her eyes fell on the box in her hand, and suddenly her eyes flashed.

She switched places with the contestants behind her and came to Song Weiwei, "Junior Sister, how are you? You look very tired."

Song Weiwei only started drawing on the first night. Although the drawing was completed overnight, subsequent revisions were also made until late at night.

Naturally, the progress is one day less than other competitors, and it is not easy to carve the crow, and the details of the bird feathers are more manual.

She was sculpting almost all night last night, and now her eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, and there is a heavy shadow under her eye circles.

Song Weiwei looked at Lin Yu's relaxed expression, and she said, "Yeah, this time the topic is a bit difficult for me."

Lin Yu's eyes flickered imperceptibly, her eyes fell on the box in her hand, and she said softly: "Is it difficult? Isn't free play engraved whatever you want?"

Song Weiwei smiled faintly at her.

The contestant in front had already gone to take pictures, Lin Yu thought that she was ranked No. 3 last time, even if she performed normally this time, her ranking would not fluctuate much.

But what if she was last?

This thought flashed in her mind, Lin Yu couldn't help but look at the box in her hand again, her eyes gradually became dark, what if Song Weiyi had no works?
Sister, it's your turn. Song Weiwei's voice suddenly came from his ear, Lin Yu suddenly came back to his senses, and took a step forward in a panic.

As a result, she tripped over the red carpet, and she fell to the side.

Song Weiwei was the closest to her, and when she was about to fall, she subconsciously grabbed to the side and grabbed the box in Song Weiwei's arms.

As long as the box falls to the ground, no matter what is inside, it should be broken, right?
As she thought about it, she didn't hesitate at all. She couldn't let Song Weiwei win the championship, not even the third runner-up. The third runner-up in this kind of international competition has a high gold content in China.

As long as she is mediocre, they are still on the same starting line. If she is known to the whole world, it will be even more difficult for her to surpass her.

When Lin Yu fell down, Song Weiwei subconsciously wanted to help her. After she stretched out her hand, she realized that Lin Yu's hand grasping randomly in mid-air was actually purposefully trying to wave the box in her arms to the ground .

Her eyes sank, and the box flew into the air with Lin Yu's movements. Song Weiwei's heart was shocked, and she stretched out her foot forward. Dropped box.

"Bang" sound.

It was the muffled sound of human flesh hitting the floor tiles, Lin Yu fell firmly to the ground, and then the box in her hand rolled out.

"Snap".

What was the crisp sound of something breaking, Lin Yu was a little dazed by the fall, but she was overjoyed when she heard the sound of things breaking.

Is the junior sister's work smashed?
That's great!

Enduring the severe pain in her body, she got up from the ground, turned her head to look at Song Weiwei, and then saw her raised leg lift up slightly, and the box that fell on her lap was lifted into the air, and she easily caught it .

The box returned to her intact, Lin Yu stared at the box for a while in a daze, the junior sister's work was caught by her, whose shattered one was just now?

Lin Yu's face paled at a speed visible to the naked eye. She looked down at her arms, only to find that they were empty.

She looked around anxiously, and then saw not far away, the box was scattered, and her work fell to the ground.

No!
how come?
"My work." Lin Yu knelt and crawled over, shaking his hands and looking at the work that fell to pieces on the ground, and said hoarsely, "My work."

Song Weiwei stood by and watched coldly. Lin Yu clearly did it on purpose just now. She wanted to destroy her work, but she couldn't do anything wrong and broke her work.

She always thought that Lin Yu would have no bad thoughts towards her, but she underestimated her jealousy towards her. Even if she couldn't rank in the top three, she would try her best to get others to go up.

Because if she is mediocre, she hopes that everyone around her is mediocre.

In this way, she will not be stabbed by the light of the people around her.

The staff walked over quickly, and they were helpless to cause such an accident. They helped Lin Yu get up and comforted her in a low voice.

Lin Yu was trembling all over, tears rolled down, and the works she had carved with all her heart disappeared in front of her eyes. How could she not feel heartbroken?
She stood sideways, her eyes swept across Song Weiwei's face, seeing her indifferent expression, she felt very angry for a moment.

She rushed over, grabbed Song Weiwei's collar with both hands, gritted her teeth and said, "It's you, you tripped me on purpose, and you didn't want me to participate in the competition."

Song Weiwei guarded the box in her arms, and watched Lin Yu go crazy with cold eyes, "Senior Sister, why did you fall, do you need me to remind you?"

Lin Yu paused, tears burst out uncontrollably, she yelled hysterically: "It's you, Song Weiyi, I can't threaten your ranking at all, why are you doing this to me?"

"It's been many years since I've seen someone who is so good at hitting back." Song Weiwei raised her hand to clasp her wrist, "Senior Sister, you can't live with your own crimes, God can't stand it anymore, let you suffer the consequences."

Lin Yu's face changed again and again, she didn't even dare to meet Song Weiwei's sharp eyes, "I don't understand what you are talking about, I want to seek justice from the organizer."

Song Weiwei said coldly: "You go, the big deal is that people all over the world will see our jokes and know that our players from country C are rebellious."

You Lin Yu can lose this competition, but she can't lose her domestic reputation. In that case, she won't be able to get along in the domestic sculpture industry.

"Song Weiwei, you are too desperate to win." After Lin Yu finished speaking, he pushed her hard, and turned to pick up his work.

The staff looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't see what was going on at the moment when the accident happened just now. Now they were communicating in their native language, but neither of them could understand.

But judging from their body language, they also knew that they had a conflict.

Afraid of delaying the review for a while, the staff first led Song Weiwei to take pictures, but Song Weiwei was not in the mood at all.

Compared with losing the game, fighting in the nest made her more upset.

When did Lin Yu have such a competitive heart towards her?They obviously had a good relationship on the way here, why did she start plotting against her after two matches?
She suddenly remembered the call she heard in the safe corridor that day, who Lin Yu seemed to be cooperating with, which is why she was so wary of her today.

Lin Yu clearly pretended to fall just now, just to ruin her work when she was defenseless to help her, and invalidate her results in this competition.

She finished taking the photos with a cold face, and entered the exhibition hall with the work in her hands. Lin Yu's voice came from behind, "Junior Sister Song, please do it yourself."

Song Weiwei paused, then entered the exhibition hall without looking back.

The lights in the exhibition hall were bright. She handed over the work to the registration staff and sat down in a corner. She was upset and didn't want to attract attention.

However, not long after she sat down, a shadow fell beside her, and she subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw Suzuki Koizumi, who had the same yellow skin and black hair as her, sitting next to her.

"You don't look happy, are you stressed?" Suzuki Koizumi said in his broken Chinese.

Song Weiwei looked away, seeing that the host had come to the stage and the surrounding lights were dimmed, she said calmly, "There may not be many contestants who come to participate in the competition as relaxed as Mr. Suzuki."

Suzuki Koizumi chuckled softly, "A few years ago, I went to Jiangcheng to visit Mr. Muyi. I had a relationship with you at that time. I wonder if Ms. Song still remembers?"

Song Weiwei frowned, and looked up at him. No wonder she always thought Suzuki Koizumi looked familiar. After he reminded her, she remembered that she had indeed met him.

That was five years ago, she had just become Master Mu Yi's closed disciple, learning to carve from him, it is said that there was a colleague from the Sun Kingdom, Master Mu Yi took her to the banquet without taking anyone with him.

She still remembers the other party's poor Chinese.

She said, "Your Chinese is the same as it was five years ago."

Suzuki Koizumi seemed to be amused by her, and laughed heartily, attracting attention from all around, but he didn't care, he said: "Chinese is not easy to learn, as long as you can speak it."

Song Weiwei scratched her ears, and heard him say again: "I heard that Mr. Mu Yi passed away. I'm very sorry to hear the news. Mr. is one of the few people I respect in my life."

"Thank you!" Song Weiwei sincerely thanked her.

Suzuki Koizumi smiled, "You look very young, why are you always lifeless, young man, be more lively, don't live like an antique like Mr., you look good when you smile."

Song Weiwei glanced at him, "Mr. Suzuki and I only met twice. Doesn't Mr. Suzuki think it's rude to say such things to a stranger?"

"Don't be rude, in my eyes you are a junior, your works are very aura, I admire you very much."

If the other party wasn't Suzuki Koizumi, Song Weiwei would have felt that he was trying to get close to her. She said, "Even if you appreciate me, we are still rivals. Mr. Suzuki, you should be careful."

Suzuki Koizumi was amused by her again, and his laughter attracted attention from all directions. Song Weiwei wanted to stuff a stinky sock into his mouth. She hid here just to hide herself, but someone just couldn't make her clean.

"Miss Song just let the horse come here."

Song Weiwei turned away angrily and ignored him.

Tonight's game is still quite intense. The proposition of free play has caused many players to come back against the wind, and it has also made many players Waterloo.

Suzuki Koizumi's work "Flowers of Evil", with exquisite and lifelike carving techniques, scored 235 points, and Alberto's work "Van Gogh" scored 234 points. He still temporarily ranked first in the total points of the two competitions.

Everyone else's works were around 200 points. Except for a few Waterloo players, Song Weiwei's work was almost the finale after entering the arena.

The host was very excited, "The next work we admire is "The Crow Feeds Back" carved by Ms. Song Weiyi, who was No. 3 in the last competition. I am curious why Ms. Song chose this theme?"

Almost all eyes were on Song Weiwei, she stood up calmly, glanced at the crowd, and finally looked at the host helplessly, "I also want to know, why do you keep staring at me with so many contestants in the audience?" Woolen cloth?"

Her playful tone, coupled with her helpless expression, made everyone present couldn't help laughing. Such a resentful and helpless gesture unexpectedly caught the laughter of others.

The host also smiled, "When I first met Ms. Song, I felt very kind. Naturally, I wanted to know more about you, and I admire your works very much."

In fact, it was for the live camera.

The viewers in the live broadcast room are particularly curious about this oriental girl. Recently, her popularity in the live broadcast room has skyrocketed, especially after she completed the work "The Crow Feeds Back", her tipping in the live broadcast room has been broken.

In fact, the organizers did not expect the live broadcast room to be so popular at the beginning, after all, the craft of carving is really unpopular in art.

There are not many people who can afford art, and most people will go directly to furniture stores or brand stores like IKEA to buy home decorations, so not many people pay attention to this aspect.

However, Song Weiyi was an exception. In the first competition, her eating and broadcasting was unexpectedly well received by the audience, and she broke into the top ten for rewards at that time.

In the second game, she was almost silent on the first day, which aroused a lot of abuse from the viewers in the live broadcast room. However, after the backstage began to silence, it seemed to arouse their rebellious psychology. These people used rewards to scold the screen she.

Tell her to get out as soon as she is exhausted, otherwise don't be ashamed of her here.

However, after she started drawing pictures, the audience in the live broadcast room scolded even more fiercely, wondering if she was trying to get bad luck by drawing a crow in the competition.

In short, she was always scolded by people for everything she did, and she scolded her too much in the end. After seeing the works she carved, they collectively started sending rewards and apologizing.

Naturally, the host would not miss such enthusiasm and knew how to mobilize the audience's emotions.

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes slightly, "When I was young, I grew up with my grandfather. My grandfather told me that one must know how to be grateful, just like a crow feeding back. I have lived to such an age, met many people, and many things happened. I used to resent, but I thought maybe the pain I was going through was trying to push me to be a better person, so I chose this subject."