- Novel-Eng
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- Love
- Sweet Love
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- Werewolf
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- Yuri
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Chapter 225
But Kiley knew very well, all of this was fake.
In public, Maxim was very nice to her, but in private, he didn’t give her any chance to see him at all.
Thinking of this, Kiley’s hand involuntarily clenched.
All of this, it was all because of Briana!
But now she was participating in the design competition, while Briana could only work as a temporary
worker to earn hard money. This was the gap between them, and also her confidence. Just based on
this, Briana would never be able to stand at the same height as her in this lifetime!
Thinking of this, a confident smile hooked up at the corner of Kiley’s
mouth.
Once she won the design competition, Maxim would realize that she was the only one who should
stand by his side.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter setting the water, Briana left.
Stepping out of the lounge, she saw Maxim standing not far from the door, on the phone. Briana calmly
withdrew her gaze and turned to walk towards the referee’s room.
Maxim made the call, then turned around to see Briana’s retreating figure, his eyes darkening a bit.
Just as I was about to catch up, a voice filled with surprise rang in my
ear.
“Mr. Yoder, you’re here! I’ve been looking for you for a long time!”
Maxim turned his head, it was a staff member from the design competition
“Mr. Yoder, Mr. Yearwood sent me to pick you up, let me take you
inside.”
“Mm–hmm.”
Briana walked into the referee’s room, found a small room with her name on it, and sat down.
Each referee had a separate small room, and before entering, all communication tools would be
collected by the organizer. The purpose was to prevent contact between the contestants and the
referees, informing the referees of their competition numbers, and colluding
with the referees to cheat.
Briana turned on the computer, quietly waiting for the first competition design draft to be completed.
Several minutes later, a design draft, numbered 48, appeared on all the referees‘ screens.
Briana took a glance, then promptly wrote a comment in the input box.
Soon, the score and comments for number 48 appeared on the big screen and were simultaneously
posted online, sparking a wave of heated discussion.
“The design of skirt number 48 was honestly quite good, it’s just that the color matching was somewhat
disappointing. After the judges‘ feedback and modifications, it instantly improved by several levels!”
Ah! The judges this time were so capable, their evaluations and revision suggestions were great!
Elia’s assessment was too spot–on, basically covering all the points mentioned by other referees!
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There was a heated discussion online, but the referees in the referee room started to get busy.
As the number of people completing the design drafts increased, each draft was randomly assigned to
two judges for evaluation, because there were only twenty judges, but there were thousands of
designers participating in the preliminary competition.
As the results of each design draft came out, online designers also began to vote. Each of them only
had ten votes, with one vote representing 0.1 points, and each design could only receive one vote.
Because there were so many design drafts, the judges even had their lunch in the judging room, and
continued reviewing and evaluating the drafts right after they finished eating.
Briana read very quickly and also wrote reviews quickly. By around three in the afternoon, she had
already finished reviewing the design drafts assigned to her.
She stretched lazily, got up and left the courtroom.
After asking the staff and finding out that she could leave early, Briana immediately left the competition
site.
Just as I reached the roadside, I was stopped by Rayan.
“Ms. Schneider, the president wanted to see you.”