After the divorce, the president lost control, and she surprised the world with her cub

Meng Mianxing's sudden utterance caught everyone present unexpectedly.

Lu Zhixing looked at Meng Mianxing with some surprise, and began to look forward to the coming of this good show.

"Oh? Am I talking nonsense, doesn't Miss Meng know better?"

Said that Lu Zhixing moved a little closer to Meng Mianxing, one of them was on stage and the other was off stage, she gave Meng Mianxing a sense of oppression.

Even if the results were stolen, she still laughed, without a hint of surrender on her cold and proud face.

Being watched condescendingly by Lu Zhixing like this made Meng Mianxing afraid for a moment.

Lu Zhixing stared at her for a long time, chuckled, took out the spare manuscript in his pocket, spread it out in front of everyone, and said loudly.

"I can take out those backups to prove that this is my work, how about you, Ms. Meng?

But more than that, I even have electronic backups, including from the first draft, final draft, to finalization, as long as I modify it, I will upload it. I have saved all of these, isn’t that enough proof?

You only have this one ppt, everyone should believe who needs me to tell you? "

Meng Mianxing couldn't say anything for a while, of course she knew that Lu Zhixing could do it, but now is not the time to get involved with her.

Even if the contestants sitting around looked at Meng Mianxing with contempt, she didn't care at all.

There was only one sentence in her mind, "Lu Zhixing cannot be the South Pole Star."

How could she be the Antarctic star who had disappeared for so long?She has no qualifications.

Because she knew that if it was really Nanjixing, then the number one would directly appoint her by default, then there would be no point in her doing so.

Thinking of this, Meng Mianxing didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and continued to make a loud noise.

"What qualifications do you have to prove that you are Nanjixing? Are you not afraid of retribution if you withdraw the seniors to win?

If the name of Nanjixing is engraved on the work, then I can also be Nanjixing. "

Seeing the sudden change in the eyes of the judges, Meng Mianxing gradually gained confidence in his heart, firmly believing that Lu Zhixing was a fake.

"Unless you can draw a picture on the spot, no one will believe it."

Meng Mianxing raised her head proudly to look at Lu Zhixing, her eyes were full of calculations.

She knew that Nan Jixing's right hand was injured back then, which was relatively serious. Even when he picked up a pen, his hand would shake all the time, making it impossible to draw.

But she forgot that Lu Zhixing has always drawn with his left hand.

Originally thought that Lu Zhixing's disguise would be torn apart at this moment, but instead of being afraid, she agreed with a smile on her lips.

"Okay, since you don't believe me so much, I'll just have to prove myself."

Although the judges felt that it was not good to do so, they had no way out at this moment, and the matter had reached this point.

"Go get the basic tools."

The leader, Li Enze, told the staff off the field, "As soon as possible."

His eyes fell directly on Lu Zhixing's body, and he began to think about whether she was Nanjixing.

The staff moved quickly, took the basic tools and set them up, and let Lu Zhixing start painting.

As you can see, Lu Zhixing used his left hand from the beginning, and it was very stable.

Until the moment she wrote the pen, Li Enze knew a lot in his heart that Lu Zhixing hadn't lied, she was indeed Nanjixing.

A long time ago, Nan Jixing posted a vlog, recording the time when she created a piece of work, because everyone was curious about her creative concept.

That vlog existed for a short time, and only a few people watched it, and Li Enze was one of them.

At that time, because of her unique finalized style, she attracted the attention of many people, which is a very wild style.

After Li Enze came back to his senses, he realized that Lu Zhixing no longer knew when to start and had already finalized the draft.

Her speed is a little faster than usual, isn't it just to slap Meng Mianxing in the face at the speed of light? It is simply unreasonable to ask her to paint on the spot if she is really participating in a competition.

Lu Zhixing didn't have time to pay attention to those people's whispers, and concentrated on fiddling with the movements of his hands.

The temperature of the paper and fingertips seemed to melt together, and the paintbrush in Lu Zhixing's hand was playing in the warm orange light.

She pursed her lips, her eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness, as if at this moment, everything about her was on the drawing board.

From the shallow to the deep, delicately sketched, her soul is in a grand carnival at this moment, she can't perceive other people, and she is immersed in the world of lines.

An hour and a half had passed by the time the painting was completed, and Lu Zhixing subconsciously signed Nanjixing's name at the end.

Such a coherent movement does not seem to be staged.

And those who watched, without any impatience on their faces, were all convinced by Lu Zhixing, from the initial disbelief to the final conviction.

Lu Zhixing's paintings were quietly placed there, and the style was exactly the same as that of Nanjixing. Some contestants even took out their mobile phones and looked for the previous works of Nanjixing.

"Oh my god, it's really Nanjixing himself!"

One of the contestants covered his mouth excitedly, and looked at Lu Zhixing with reddish eyes.

She entered this industry because of the influence of Nanjixing. Although she disappeared in the end, Nanjixing has always been her driving force.

Following the man's exclamation, all the judges, including Li Enze, looked over, and Meng Mianxing's heart was ashamed.

It's over now.

Nan Jixing, a hot presence in the design world, stealing the manuscript of an obscure designer is nothing short of alarmist nonsense.

Li Enze just glanced at Meng Mianxing, and found her photo among the list of players. After looking at it carefully for a while, he opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Meng Mianxing?"

Meng Mianxing heard his trial without even having a chance to respond.

"Cancel the qualification for this design competition, where are the security guards? Take the irrelevant people out and don't disturb the order of the competition here."

As soon as Li Enze finished speaking, the security guards came up and carried Meng Mianxing outside. The only sound in the quiet exhibition hall was Meng Mianxing's heart-piercing cries.

"It's wrong! You can't disqualify me from the competition, I'm wrong! I can draw another one..."

Meng Mianxing's voice became farther and farther away. Lu Zhixing actually admired her a lot, and dared to speak hard even when she was about to die.

After getting rid of this troublesome woman, Lu Zhixing put away the work he had hung on the drawing board and planned to take it back.

Li Enze no longer knew when he came to her side.

"Hello Nanjixing, I'm sorry just now."