When the video played, almost everyone's attention was on Simon and Bruno, thus ignoring the oriental woman. Among the guests at the show, except for Tong Hua and Ye Guyu, not many guests knew the oriental woman, she was Zhang Yiya. It's just that Tong Hua has a cowardly personality, even if he is surprised and angry in his heart, he can't pull his face to reprimand Zhang Yiya face to face, and Ye Guhu doesn't take Zhang Yiya seriously at all.

Even if she wasn't immediately blamed, Ms. Zhang still felt as if she had been torn to shreds, and she could imagine how the Chinese audience would react after seeing the broadcast footage. Her future will be hit hard. In the first second of the video, Zhang Yiya's face was distorted, and it was extremely hideous.

Ye Guhu clapped his hands lightly and sighed: "Good means! It turns out that this guy has already won the game, and we have all become monkeys! ”

The scene was noisy, all angry scolding, wave after wave.

Eventually, Simon hides his face and escapes.

Bruno, on the other hand, collapsed on the ice bucket, shivering.

"I believe that the video just now is enough to prove the honor and noble character of Count Simon! Your Excellency, you don't have to thank me, this is what we should do......" Shantu was in a particularly bright mood and turned on the taunt mode without hesitation.

Simon, who hadn't escaped the show yet, stumbled under his feet and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

It wasn't until Simon staggered out of the show that Shantu stopped falling into the lower stone and said to the guests who were gradually quieting down: "Next, it's time to decide the winner!" Let's take a look at the highest decibel that Mr. Bruno received was 81 decibels. Wow, great results! Let's take a look at Mr. Zhao Qi again, oh...... God, an astonishing 119 decibels! It's almost close to the limit of human endurance! There is no doubt that the winner is Mr. Zhao Qi! ”

There is no suspense about the outcome of the game.

The audience burst into applause again, it was applause to congratulate Kuroko on his victory, and it was not too warm, it seemed very gentle.

Kuroko smiled and bowed to the guests.

Then, then, it's time for the loser to be punished! You ready? Mr. Bruno. Shantu asked Bruno.

Bruno was so frightened that he finally came back to his senses because he couldn't swim!

"No, me, you'......"

Bruno was too agitated to organize his language rationally.

"Wait......" Shantu raised his hand.

Plop -

In a dark corner, Zhou Xiangcheng's round fingers poked at a button, and the steel plate on the bucket where Bruno was standing received the command and immediately cracked downward. Mr. Bruno then receives a summon from his Mother Earth and falls into the ice bucket in a free-fall motion, making a splash of the Boss.

"What's going on? Didn't I tell you to wait? Why did you press the button? Mr. Bruno has something to say! Shantu grumbled.

Then, Luo Ximeng said: "Sorry, Mr. Shantu, our staff is from China and can't understand French. He must have mistakenly thought that you asked him to press the button, which was a misunderstanding! ”

Gollum -

Bruno flipped wildly in the icy water.

Shantu shook his head bitterly: "Hey! How can you put someone who doesn't know French in such a critical position? What if Mr. Bruno couldn't swim? ”

When Bruno heard Shantu's words, he nodded violently and wanted to speak, but his mouth was choked by the biting ice water, and he choked half to death.

Luo Ximeng tilted his head: "Won't it?" Someone as good as Mr. Bruno can't even swim, right? ”

Shantu looked at Bruno: "Hello! Can you swim? ”

Gollum -

Bruno struggled desperately, long forgotten about any hatred and humiliation, and only had a strong desire to survive.

The guests' faces twitched and their expressions were strange, as if they were laughing and crying. Instead of sympathizing with Bruno, they felt an eerie laugh.

Santo smiled at Bruno again, "Well, even if your swimming skills are good, you don't have to show off in this bucket." Actually, you just have to stand up straight, and you're good to go. ”

Bruno grunted a few more times before he straightened up, and then, to his astonishment, the water was only as high as his chin.

"Hahaha......"

The willpower of the guests was finally exhausted, and they laughed uncontrollably, accompanied by cheers and cheers.

Bruno trembled in the bucket, ashamed and ashamed.

"O my God! The debate took twenty minutes! There is not much time left for us, so let's start enjoying the catwalk brought by DreamWorks and Xishu Buyi immediately! ”

Shantu looked at his watch and said loudly.

"Wait—"

A shrill voice rang out.

At the same time, all eyes were turned to the owner of the voice, Bruno, who was trapped inside a huge glass bottle, like a captured insect.

"Let me out! Let me out—"

Bruno's microphone was lost the moment he entered the water, and it was probably broken, but he just relied on his excellent voice to howl dryly, his voice was extremely loud and high-pitched, obviously with deep internal strength.

There was another burst of laughter at the scene.

Shantu then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Bruno, the picture of you standing in the ice bucket is so beautiful that I forgot to let you out first!" Please the staff hand the ladder in, hurry! If Mr. Bruno had caught a cold, how could he have been happy to withdraw the five million euros? ”

Bang Bang Bang -

The guests applauded Santu's viciousness from the bottom of their hearts, not because they were cruel, but because Bruno attracted too much hatred.

With the help of the staff, Bruno came out, and before he could speak, he spat out a large puddle of water. Then he was helped down.

Officials from the Paris notary office came up and announced that this time, Dream Workshop won the debate, and it was time to continue the catwalk.

Officials from the Paris Fashion Council also took the stage to speak, and given the amount of time the debate took place, with less than ten minutes left for DreamWorks, it was clearly not enough to complete a catwalk. So, the official temporarily decided to give an extra 20 minutes to DreamWorks to let them complete the catwalk, and the next catwalk will be postponed.

The catwalk couldn't start right away, and although the backstage models were ready for a long time, the staff had to remove the two ice buckets and clean the catwalk.

"Thanks to the generosity and justice of the Paris Fashion Institute, we have to prepare first, and the catwalk will start in five minutes," Shantu announced. At the same time, Mr. Zhao Qi, the owner of DreamWorks, and Mr. Zhou Xiangcheng, the owner of Xishu Buyi, after a short discussion, temporarily decided to hold a charity sale after the show. All catwalk fashion and furs will be sold to guests, and all the funds will be donated to the Red Cross. Mind you, it's not an auction, it's a bazaar! When the last model returns, I will call out the name of the fashion and fur on the model, and whoever speaks first will make an offer, this thing is yours, the price is not limited, even if it is a euro, we will sell it! At the same time, on behalf of Versace, I would like to announce that Versace will also participate in the charity sale with 10 of the most expensive haute couture pieces, which will also be donated to the Red Cross. ”

Again, there was a round of applause.

The lights were brightly lit.

The guests couldn't get enough of discussing aloud, or cursing Simon and Bruno's shameless behavior, or admiring Zhao Qi and the wonderful reversal of Dream Workshop.

Reporters also took the opportunity to send real-time reports, and some interviewed guests, and the scene was hectic.

Broadcast area.

The on-site hosts of the various television stations in charge of the broadcast were also commenting on the dusty debate and the big scandal shown in the final video.

The BBC host said solemnly: "From my personal point of view, this wonderful debate is not worth cheering, but should make each and every one of us reflect. Why, a so-called nobleman dared to do such a despicable thing? Why, is the face of an official of an animal protection society so ugly under a mask? Why is it that a young man who has risen from poverty and his lofty ideals are so harshly harsh by the world? ”

The host of France No. 1 TV was so angry that his face turned red, and the microphone had long been drowned out by his spittle: "Shame! Today is a disgrace to France! More than 100 years ago, France plundered China's summer palace with unjust, dirty and despicable means! Today, more than 100 years later, our aristocrats and elites have once again used an abominable conspiracy to try to stifle the dream of a noble young Chinese! I think the whole of France should apologize to this ancient country, to this young man......"

However, Shi Taijian is completely different from the above two hosts, he is still walking on the broad road of Black Dream Workshop and Zhao Qi, full of tricks. In the eyes of this top host who is well-known in China, the dust is not the same as the coffin! He has never done anything to reverse black and white, so he is extremely confident in his clever tongue.

"Perfect show! If I hadn't heard of this Zhao Qi's personality, I would have been deceived by his wonderful performance like you all today! The devotion to charity, the enthusiasm for the impoverished hometown, as well as the profit donation and charity sale, aroused the sympathy of every guest present, and also made Zhao Qihe Dream Workshop the embodiment of justice and benevolence! ”

Shi Taijian said in a voice of great regret, and on the notebook in his hand was an email from Wu Yuan. His gaze swept over the contents of the email, and the smile on his face grew darker.

"I believe that when the audience hears me say this about Zhao Qi, they will definitely think that I don't distinguish between right and wrong. In fact, in a space that is almost entirely European, I hope more than anyone else that Zhao Qi is sincere, and that the honor he brings us is noble. However, as an honest host, I can't, because I happen to know about his filthy and humble, even bloody fortune history, this guy who performs sensationalism in the Louvre, his money and capital, in exchange for an innocent human life......"