Soon the afternoon was ushering, and the daylight was even more intense.

The award ceremony was set up outdoors on a stage and invited many well-known media outlets.

Today's sun is very good, so when the silver jewels are brought to the stage, it is just through the light that shines out that everyone's eyes are dazzling.

In a few moments, Mrs. Catherine took Sheng Boxi's arm and walked up and sat down on the judges' bench.

The host was saying something above, while Ji Qingsang and the others were waiting for Mrs. Catherine's answer below.

Everyone was implicitly anxious and excited, even if some people did not get a lot of votes in the morning, but if they could get Mrs. Catherine's crucial vote, it would mean that they had a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Ji Qingsang was particularly uncalm, after all, this competition decided whether she could go abroad.

Her wringed hands showed the tension in her heart, and after Luo Rou saw it, she took her hand, "Qingsang, don't be nervous." ”

"What if Lady Catherine doesn't like my design?" Ji Qingsang looked up at her, and her pursed lips were stretched into a straight line.

"Do you like it yourself?" Luo Rou asked softly.

Ji Qingsang nodded.

"When you design things, do you just want to win them?"

"No, it's not." Ji Qingsang said sincerely, "I like it." ”

"Everybody has a different vision, and even if Lady Catherine doesn't like it, there will be others who like it, and that doesn't mean that your design is bad. At least, I love what you've designed. ”

After listening to her explanation, Ji Qingsang suddenly brightened, and she raised a smile and said to Luo Rou, "Thank you, Sister Luo Rou." ”

"Harumi, we're good friends!"

Qiao Yanxi also often said this to her, she shook her head slightly, and her eyes were a little helpless.

"After a morning of voting and Lady Catherine's decision, the winner of this jewelry design contest is—" The host deliberately lengthened his voice to hang the hearts of the contestants below.

Yi Wei also nervously took Ji Qingsang's hand, and looked at the stage with wide eyes.

The host pressed the remote control in his hand, and one of the works slowly went up.

"Luna's Light." When the words fell, Ji Qingsang just saw the ring she designed, she covered her mouth excitedly, and her eyes were shining.

"Harumi, your work has been chosen!"

"Sangsang, you see it's your work!"

Luo Rou and Yi Wei were both excited for Ji Qingsang, and one of them pulled one of Ji Qingsang's arms and jumped up happily.

"I invite the winner Ji Qingsang to come to the stage."

Ji Qingsang seemed to be still in a dream, a little incredulous, but Luo Rou and Yi Wei pushed her, and she walked up.

Lady Catherine and Sheng Boxi stepped forward and said to Ji Qingsang, "I like your work very much. ”

Ji Qingsang bowed vigorously, "Thank you." ”

Sheng Boxi looked at her and nodded, his eyes full of encouragement.

"Would you like to go to a university in the United States and study with me?" Catherine sent out the invitation and handed over the invitation she was holding.

The flash of light kept shining on them, as if they wanted to record this historic moment.

Ji Qingsang stretched out his hand with a moving smile on his face.

Ji Hesheng looked at her face quietly, and there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

"Lady Catherine, you can't give it to her."

There was a call from outside the field, Ji Ying ran over with her skirt, and there were several people behind her, including the class leader Zhou Qian.

Everyone present looked at her, not understanding what was happening.

I saw Ji Ying rushing to the stage, looked at Mrs. Catherine, and said, "Mrs. Catherine, you can't give her this invitation." ”

Her voice was a little unsteady, and it was obvious that she had just run in a hurry.

Catherine frowned faintly, she hated it more than ever for someone to interrupt her.

"Who are you?" She asked, looking at Ji Ying with obvious displeasure.

Sheng Boxi looked at Ji Ying's face, vaguely remembering that he seemed to have seen her at school before.

"I am ......"

"Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing who you are, why did you just say why you interrupted this." Lady Catherine's face was already tinged with a thin anger, she was a symbol of authority in the world of jewelry, and she would be unhappy if anyone dared to question her.

Ji Qingsang looked at Ji Ying and couldn't figure out what she was going to do.

Luo Rou shouted even below, "Ji Ying, what kind of moth do you come up with." ”

"Lady Catherine, she doesn't deserve it, she doesn't deserve this award."

"It's funny, Qingsang doesn't live up to his name, are you?" Luo Rou sneered, looking at Ji Ying's gaze and eager to sacrifice the knife.

"Yes." Ji Ying's expression was uncomfortable, and she pointed to Ji Qingsang and said, "This "Light of the Moon God" is not her work at all. ”

One sentence suddenly set off a monstrous wave, and the media reporters looked at each other, and then hurriedly pointed the microphone at Ji Ying.

Ji Qingsang didn't react for a moment because of her words.

She shook her head, her tone weak, "This work is my own." ”

"Miss Ji Ying, why do you say that?"

"Is there any evidence?"

"If Ji Qingsang's design draft was not drawn by herself, who drew it?"

"Do you know where this design came from?"

"Miss Ji Ying, can you tell me?"

"Miss Ji Ying......"

Listening to the words of the reporters, there is always a judgment that Ji Qingsang is not the author of the design draft at all.

Luo Rou didn't fight in one place, and scolded directly, "Ji Ying, don't spray people with blood, this is obviously similar to Qingsang's own work." Luo Rou said that she was about to roll up her sleeves and go on stage to find trouble with Ji Ying, but she was hugged by Liang Chennan.

"Liang Chennan, what are you doing?" Luo Rou struggled and kicked her feet and said, "I'm going to go up and clean her up." ”

"Don't go up there and make trouble." Liang Chennan's big hand was tightly clasped around her waist and he didn't let go of anything.

Ji Hesheng hasn't spoken yet, the ghost knows what he thinks, don't ruin his good deeds in vain.

Frankly speaking, he was still a little surprised when he didn't see Ji Hesheng stop Ji Ying.

"Of course, there is no similarity on the Internet, because ......" Ji Ying turned her gaze from Luo Rou to Ji Qingsang, and said coldly, "That's my work." ”

"What, this is Miss Ji Ying's work?"

"Does this mean that Ji Qingsang plagiarized?"

"Oh my God, this is a lifetime of guilt for a designer!"

When Lady Catherine heard this, her pupils were a little shocked.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Lady Catherine, this design is really my own." Ji Qingsang explained that the work she spent a lot of effort to design and complete, how could it not be hers in a blink of an eye.

Ji Hesheng stood around the corner, his figure hidden in the crowd, his expression was dark, and there was a touch of low pressure in his eyes.

Lady Catherine turned to Sheng Boxi, presumably waiting for his answer.

"Ji Ying, do you have any evidence for saying that? If not, please apologize to Haruma-san immediately. Sheng Boxi has an inviolable aura on his body, and the timid will be weak when he listens to his words.

"Hmph," Ji Ying sneered, "Of course I have proof." ”

Ji Ying opened the drawing paper in her hand and faced the media, "You can take a look, this is the original manuscript of this work, and it still has my name on it." ”

She showed it to the reporter, and then handed the paper to Mrs. Catherine.

"Lady Catherine, take a look."

Lady Catherine took it, and when she looked at it, her expression became heavy.

This design is noticeably more jerky than the one I've seen before, and it's been altered to make it look a little more realistic.

Ji Qingsang's gaze also projected over, it was the design draft that she had disappeared before, she couldn't find it no matter how she looked for it, and then she repainted it.

"Not so, Lady Catherine." Ji Qingsang opened her lips, her eyes a little moist, "This design draft is the one I lost before." ”

She turned to look at Ji Ying, "It's you, Ji Ying, it's you who took my design draft." ”

"Ji Qingsang, you are the blood-spewing man." Ji Ying's eyes were almost blazing, "Who took whose design draft, the answer will soon be revealed." ”

"I can tell the moral of this work." Ji Ying's expression was contemptuous, "Ji Qingsang, listen carefully." ”

"I read a Mayan legend in a book about a moonlit night, where Mayan lovers would gather by the lake, reverently wear tokens of love from the goddess of the moon, and make their wishes. It is said that when you open your eyes, the first wave of light you see is the winking smile of the goddess of the moonlight. The Mayans have always passed this down as a ritual of love, representing love and hope. ”

Ji Ying talked eloquently, Ji Qingsang listened to her words, and her heart sank a little.

Ji Ying actually knew the meaning of her design of this work.

Luo Rou looked at Yi Wei in a daze and asked, "Is the meaning of what she said true?" ”

Yi Wei nodded, and his face was also a little bad.

Ji Ying paused, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone knows that I have been swapped with Ji Qingsang since I was a child, and since I know my true identity, I am looking forward to recognizing my mother every moment, which has always been a secret in my heart, and this design is actually my own hope, I hope that everyone who sees the ring can be fulfilled." ”

Her words are very beautiful, at least the crowd in the audience believes them.

"Could it be that this work is really Ji Ying's and was stolen by Ji Qingsang?"

"Quite possibly."

"I heard that Ji Qingsang has long known that he is not the daughter of the Ji family, but he can enjoy those rich lives with peace of mind."

"Then her character is too bad!"

Ji Qingsang suppressed the surprise in his eyes and said in a low voice, "Even if you have the original manuscript and you know its meaning, it doesn't mean that this is your work." ”

"It's too shameless, I don't admit it like this, it's too shameless."

"That's it."

Ji Ying looked back at her, with a hint of triumph in her eyes, "Of course it's more than that." ”