After his words fell, the audience fell silent, and a fierce discussion broke out.

The incredulous voice of one of the female designers was particularly evident.

"How so!"

The eyes of the people around them turned their eyes one after another, and they found that it was the girl in pink who was determined to be promoted when they made a bet before.

The person who pressed her fell into surprise, "No, right? Even she didn't make the cut, who made the cut?"

"Number One?!"

Everyone's incredulous eyes turned to Su Yan's body again.

The result was beyond everyone's expectations, especially after seeing the official rankings.

When the girl in pink saw that she was in fourth place, and when she was only one step away from promotion, her body was weak and she almost fell to the ground. If it weren't for the quick help of the people next to her, she would have fallen into a mess.

But even if she held it, she couldn't calm her emotions.

"How can it be? I can enter the top ten in the domestic new designer competition, why can't I even enter the top nine in such a competition?"

Faced with her tearful grievances, the other contestants didn't know how to comfort her.

It's really a pity, if it's obviously not good for someone like them, there's nothing to be wronged about losing.

But people like this who are talented and have potential, and everyone thinks they can advance, suddenly suffer Waterloo, which is not easy to accept.

"Why don't you go and ask the gamer?"

Someone tentatively reminded the girl in pink, and she got up from the ground and ran in the direction of the organizing committee.

When she arrived, she found that she was not the only one who appeared at the scene. Several of them were unhappy with the result, and most of them were members of their group.

The girl in pink clothes looked at so many people, and she also had confidence.

Everyone twisted into a rope and protested to the competition: "We want a reasonable explanation for why No. 1 can go in and we can't." ”

The staff in charge also looked embarrassed and tried to calm their emotions and went to invite the judges.

"I understand your emotions, and the judges will come and give you an answer. ”

The judges were invited three or four times, and they came hard.

They took out a set of all the designs, shuffled the order, and laid them out in front of the questioners.

"First exclude your own works, and then you rank them, and then think about where your ranking will be, and then discuss what is fair and unfair against the ranking we have set. ”

This can be regarded as fair and just.

Everyone was convinced to start voting, and according to the works with the most votes, the top three who were promoted were ranked.

Looking at the ranking of their referendum works, the judges couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.

The staff publishes the top three author numbers.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw that the work that they voted for first place was actually from No. 1.

The judges said helplessly: "The results selected by you are the same as ours, what else is there to question?"

The girl in pink stared at the design draft, and she couldn't believe it.

"Is she so powerful?"

Just as everyone was convinced and ready to leave, I don't know who suddenly said it.

"Don't you think this No. 1 work is very much like Joan's style?"

This sentence made everyone's footsteps stop, and they looked back at No. 1's work as if they had discovered a new world.

"Joan?!Joan is also coming to the tournament?!"

If Joan is also in the game, then what's the point of them competing, a bunch of gold against the king?

"How is that possible? As far as I know, Joan has already gone back. And how could she come to participate in this kind of competition, idle?"

The person who said this and the person who brought up Joan are the same person, and she is Lin Hui.

Lin Hui was surprised when she saw the results of the competition and Su Yan promoted, she came to the organizing committee to protest without thinking, but found that a group of people had already gathered here.

She fished in troubled waters, and when she saw Su Yan's work in the crowd, she suddenly realized it.

"Plagiarism! If it's not plagiarism, how did her nobody, who can't even say her name, win over us?"

As soon as Lin Hui's words came out, it attracted the strong approval of all the players.

"Yes! Plagiarism! She's copying Joan's work!"

"Your competition party actually let a plagiarist advance, isn't this blatant support for plagiarism!"

What the judges feared the most happened anyway.

It's just that their response to "this work can't be concluded to be plagiarism" can't appease the hearts of the questioning contestants, but it arouses their fighting spirit even more, and the scene is difficult to control for a while.

"Since you can't give us justice, then we can only seek justice elsewhere!"

The questioning players couldn't get the answers they wanted, and they left one by one scolding.

Lin Hui watched everyone leave aggrieved and indignant, and the corners of her mouth curled triumphantly.

She was not in a hurry to leave, and wandered slowly and leisurely around the venue, as if waiting for something.

After everyone left and the venue became deserted, Mr. Wu and Su Yan walked out side by side with a smile and a smile.

Mr. Wu did not hesitate to praise: "Your performance today far exceeded my expectations for you, how many surprises are waiting for me." ”

Su Yan was embarrassed by his praise.

"I was lucky enough to come across a topic that I was good at. ”

"Then you are really too modest, I am looking forward to cooperating with you now, it is cheap and easy. ”

Mr. Wu's last sentence suddenly turned melancholy, and I don't know if it was cheap and easy to get such a big order, or cheap and easy to get such a big beauty.

The two of them walked out as they spoke, and as soon as they walked out of the door, a figure walked over quickly.

Su Yan looked at Yi An who appeared in front of her in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Yi An didn't look at Mr. Wu, pinched her cheek with a smile, and said with a doting face: "You won't let me send you, and you won't allow me to pick you up?"

He stepped out of the way, revealing the two little ones jumping behind him.

"Look, who's going to pick you up. ”

Yi Kangle looked at Su Yan hesitantly, his little mouth opened and closed, and finally shouted: "Mom!"

He shyly stuck his head on Su Yan's lap.

Su Yan's nose was sore, and she bent down to pick him up.

"Oh, my good son. ”

Yi An glanced in the direction of Mr. Wu and cleared his throat as if he was signaling.

Su Xiaoyu touched the lollipop in the schoolbag, reluctantly raised his head, and said perfunctorily: "Dad, who is this uncle?"