Coming of the Villain Boss!

Chapter 295: Dirt on Internet Celebrity (15)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

They wanted to persuade Prodigal Qiao with a single sentence, that it didn't match the theme.

But Prodigal Qiao probably had never been treated unfairly like this.

The theme was fashion, and he just added a bit of a retro element, how was it not fashion?

Prodigal Qiao rolled up his sleeves and got ready to go to the judges and argue.

Some audience under the stage were also irritated. But most of the audience had been bought off and they kept silent.

Those who wasn't bought off couldn't change anything.

Ming Shu didn't react excitedly though. She just looked at the judges with a quiet smile. They didn't know why, but as some of the judges met with Ming Shu's smiling eyes, they felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were stared at by something terrible.

"Get them off the stage, hurry."

One of the judges ordered the working staff nearby.

But the staff was a little hesitant. Isn't this too far? Even a layman could tell that Qiao Yu's works were great.

But now they didn't even let him get through the first round. What would the media say about them then.

"What are you waiting for? Get them off!" the judge shouted.

The staff hurriedly notified the backstage employees to take the two off the stage.

The host was also embarrassed. But he had seen a lot of dirty tricks, so he acted quite calm.

But just as he got ready to get on the stage and say something to adjust the atmosphere, someone suddenly ran over.

" Cough… " The host hurriedly stopped those employees and he himself walked onto the stage. "Okay, everyone, I need to announce something now. There was some mistake with our backstage data statistics, so we had to recount the votes… and, congratulations to Mr. Qiao Yu, you can move on to the next round."

The host looked at Qiao Yu with a smile.

The judges were all stunned.

"Even if he had enough votes from the audience, he didn't get high enough scores from us!" one of the judges questioned. "He can't go through, his works don't match our theme."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, but Boss Jiang has one vote for right through," the host explained to the judges smiling. He really didn't want to understand these rich people's game.

Boss Jiang…

The judges looked somewhere to the side in dim lights with their faces pale.

Ming Shu followed the judges' gazes and saw Jiang Wang was focusing on his phone with his head lowered. He didn't pay attention to the stage.

But as Ming Shu looked at him, he suddenly looked up, and their stares met with each other across the lights and runway.

Ming Shu curled her lips and smiled lightly.

Yet Jiang Wang looked a little flustered and averted his gaze. In the end, he even stood up and strode away.

When he got out of the venue, Jiang Wang stopped.

Why should I leave?

I did her a favor, but why am I feeling guilty?

Damn!

The host continued, "If we all agree on this now, then let's welcome the next designer…"

Since Jiang Wang had made his decision, what else could the judges say?

Prodigal Qiao walked off the stage with an angry face. "These people are doing this brazenly. I haven't shown up in the circle recently, and they treat me like this? I'm not dead!"

"It can't be like this, this is simply not done."

"I will make them pay the price and beg me in tears."

"Little Man, does Jiang Wang really like you?" Qiao Yu suddenly changed the topic to Jiang Wang.

"What do you think?" She didn't know if Jiang Wang really liked her or not, but Jiang Wang would be certain to act like he liked her… just like them.

Just like them…

Ming Shu thought for a while and then suddenly chuckled. It's interesting.

Qiao Yu choked for a moment, then slowly thumbed up.

Freaking awesome!

Chang Feng and Xu Youran walked over from one side. Chang Feng's eyes swept over Ming Shu's body as if measuring some kind of goods.

Xu Youran stood beside him, behaving herself. She didn't look at Ming Shu, as if she didn't know her.

"Chang Feng, what are you looking at!" Qiao Yu was immediately irritated. He wouldn't allow this copycat to watch his childhood friend. "You planned today's issue, didn't you?"

"Qiao Yu, don't smite with your tongue. Who am I? I don't dare to act against you, Mister Qiao," Chang Feng said ironically with an even worse attitude; he was obviously provoking Qiao Yu.

"You will dare if you sleep with a few more, isn't that what you're good at?" Qiao Yu also showed no mercy.

Chang Feng's face changed a little, but then he seemed to have thought of something and laughed aloud. "Qiao Yu, Mr. Qi said he wants to invite me to dinner."

Qiao Yu frowned slightly.

Chang Feng thought he got the upper hand. "Qiao Yu, see you in the final run."

Xu Youran didn't give a look at Ming Shu until they were leaving, and she showed an odd smile.

Ming Shu smiled as usual. Xu Youran was stunned for a moment and before she could react, her body suddenly leaned over toward Chang Feng.

Then the two fell into a pile of props, in an intimate position.

Ming Shu retreated her foot calmly. She took out a bag of candy from her coat and began to eat, as if it wasn't she who had done such a thing.

"Su Man!" Xu Youran struggled to stand up and was furious. "Why did you trip me?"

Ming Shu stared at the ceiling and began to talk nonsense. "My foot lost control, it wanted to crave close contact with you, and I couldn't stop it."

Xu Youran's face was flushed with anger. "You… you talk nonsense! How couldn't you control your own feet!"

She did it on purpose.

Ming Shu still showed no sign of guilt on her face. "It cramped up."

The key point of gaining Hatred Points is to talk nonsense. I considered for a long time before finding this out.

Xu Youran: "…"

Chang Feng also stood up from the ground and he took the relay baton from the angry Xu Youran. "Miss Su, don't think because you enjoyed some reputation you're a big figure now. I can tell you that you haven't reached the edge of this circle."

No matter how powerful a web celebrity was, he or she was only a web celebrity.

Ming Shu didn't care at all. "I'm glad you have been there."

Does a person standing on the pyramid need to climb it?

No need.

…

Prodigal Qiao didn't seem to be in a good mood. His expression remained dark until the first round was over.

He made a call and prepared to teach a lesson to those who dared to play dirty tricks on him. After he had arranged the matter, Ming Shu was still not coming out. Qiao Yu then stood at the entrance and waited.

As soon as Ming Shu appeared within his sight, Qiao Yu ran over. "Little Man, where did you go?"

"Just went to stretch," Ming Shu answered in a smiling tone. "Let's go, you owe me a big meal."

"Stretch? Inside the venue?" Qiao Yu was confused.

Right then, the several judges were moaning in a room: "…" Police, we need to call the police.

"That designer called Chang… Chang whatever, did he have a bit of history with you?" Ming Shu didn't address Qiao Yu's confusion.

"Emm…" Qiao Yu's eyes flickered with some disgust. "You know that my family didn't want me to learn fashion design at the beginning."

Ming Shu nodded. In her memory, Qiao Yu still secretly learned fashion design in the end, and he made great efforts to make his parents agree, then send him abroad for further study.

"During the time before I went abroad, we shared a supervisor in college." Prodigal Qiao tsked. "I began to enter the circle in childhood, but I had never met someone like him. That's a total shameless and invincible copycat. He once copied my design and won a prize. I hired some people to beat him hard, and then I didn't know how he told the supervisor, but since then the supervisor began to aim at me. How could I bear to suffer wrongly? So not even a few days later, I left the college and went abroad."