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Chapter 121: What Is It? In Denial of Your Defeat?

“Just think about Miss Wu’s status, who else other than her will win the grand prize of the Hua Feng Competition this time?

“That one over there, no. 7, so what if she went to the Royal College of Arts? Didn’t she get expelled anyway? She’s in a completely different league when compared to Miss Wu!”

“That’s right. Maybe she has some kind of dark history! Otherwise, why would she be expelled?”

Hearing these words, a faint grin appeared on Zuo Xiaoqing’s face.

‘Now that everyone knows about Luo Chenxi’s expulsion, let’s see if she can still keep up that calm composure of hers.’

Their voices were very loud, they deliberately wanted the people around them to hear.

Undoubtedly, Luo Chenxi heard what they said as well. She put down her cell phone and lifted her head to look.

Wu Lingshan briefly got stunned when she saw Luo Chenxi.

Who would have thought that contestant no. 7 was a beauty who gave off such a radiant vibe.

Wu Lingshan had always been confident in her looks and abilities. However, right now, she was completely outclassed in terms of her looks.

Wu Lingshan became displeased and glared at Luo Chenxi. “What is it? In denial of your defeat?”

“It doesn’t matter whether or not that was a denial. Since this is a competition, let’s speak through our works.” Luo Chenxi remained unaffected.

Wu Lingshan smirked. “You insist on competing with me even though you’ve been expelled? Alright then, I shall show you the true works of a genius!”

After a short while, Sheng Yu walked in under the staff’s escort.

Wu Lingshan’s eyes lit up as soon as she saw him and quickly went to greet him.

Her icy expression just a moment ago was now filled with a joyful smile. “Senior Sheng, it’s been a while since we’ve met. I bet you didn’t expect me to take part in the Hua Feng…”

“Miss Wu, it’s the day of the official competition. Please return to your designated participant booth. If you’d like some catching up, we’ll talk about it after the competition ends.”

Sheng Yu coldly cut her off.

Wu Lingshan instantly felt awkward, “Um, alright… my bad.”

Sheng Yu’s coldness not only put her in an embarrassing position, but it also made her feel slightly hurt inside.

As the most outstanding Chinese student in the history of St. George University, Sheng Yu was the Adonis in the hearts of countless female juniors.

Wu Lingshan was no exception.

This time, she signed up for the competition partly because she wanted to present her work in front of Sheng Yu to draw his attention.

Sheng Yu stopped talking and gestured to the staff.

After the staff repeated the competition rules, they subsequently announced the commencement of the competition.

The judicial panel was formed by seven top designers of the country with Sheng Yu as the lead judge.

Every participant was required to present his work to the judges, as well as explain their design concept.

The judges would score them accordingly and pick out 10 participants with the highest scores to enter the finals.

The works of the first few participants were all given low scores without exception.

The seven judges were experienced and had high aesthetic standards, they were very direct with their comments. There was even a girl who cried on the spot after receiving the judges’ merciless criticism.

This instilled fear to the remaining participants along the queue.

Soon, it was Zuo Xiaoqing’s turn.

She jogged to her booth and pulled open the curtains of her booth. Then she started introducing her work while she suppressed her anxiety.

“Judges, the theme of my design this time is ‘nature’. People of the modern generation face so much stress in their life that they can barely catch a breath everyday. Thus, my concept strives to convey the feeling of returning to nature through clothing, to ease up the stress from within…”

“Excuse me for interrupting.” Sheng Yu spoke. “Your so-called ‘returning to nature’ means making clothes using trash fabrics like these that can be recycled as garbage?”

“Uh…I, I…”

Zuo Xiaoqing lowered her head in embarrassment.

She knew well that the fabrics she chose were of extremely low quality, and they did not have a good texture to them.

These were the kind of fabrics that she would not even bat an eye at a month ago.

However, ever since she broke up with Chen Junjie, she returned to a state of extreme poverty overnight and even had a 200,000 RMB credit card debt.

She went around borrowing money from her friends and barely made these few sets of clothes.

How could she still ask for any high quality fabrics?

Another judge also spoke, “Actually, it’s not that you are not allowed to make the clothes with low quality fabrics, but fabrics of such quality incline toward customers of different market. The fabrics should highlight the durability and practicality of the clothes. Your fancy looking designs don’t match the fabrics at all!”

“If even a design like yours gets acknowledged, there wouldn’t be any wearable clothes in the market!”

“I can only give two points!”

“Two points? That’s too high, isn’t it? I think I’m giving only one at most.”

Zuo Xiaoqing’s face reddened like tomatoes.

She never thought that she would receive a score so low it could hit rock bottom. The judges all gave her only one or two points, totalling up to less than 12 points.

Even the girl who cried from the criticism scored at least 20 points!